Chapter 5 - time to get serious

Finally Mandy spoke softly:

"Want to...see what...panties I have on?"

I nodded.

"Do it..."

I lifted off of Mandy and ran my hands up her soft thick thighs to the waistband of her leggings. We looked at each other and gave reassuring smiles as I pulled while she lifted her hips. To get the pants off, she brought her legs together and up so her feet were in my face, and, below, her beautiful bare ass framed her bulging lips, which I saw now were encased in a sheer purple thong. Jesus tap dancing Christ.

"These are... really nice, " was all I could muster before moving my head between her legs again.

Up close through the sheer material I could easily make out all the details of her shaved pussy underneath. I eagerly began to lap at her lips and press at her clit again, and she encouraged me with two hands now raking my hair. I kissed at the outer lips exposed on either side of the thong and licked and sucked at her inner thighs. I began doing my best to prod my tongue at her hole, pushing the fabric of the thong into her to the limited extent it would go.

I went lower then, bringing my hands under her to lift her ass slightly off the couch, her legs now spread wide, tonguing the bare skin on either side of her ass before lapping at the string that lay over top. I had one last judgement to provide,

Mandy moaned, breathed in sharply, and, perhaps still a bit shy about this particular area, twisted to the side, denying me access.

"Yeah... you ... you definitely shouldn't be licking there..."

But as she said this she stretched out one leg beneath me, her toes hunting for my cock. I lifted up to help and her foot wriggled beneath the waistband of my shorts and boxer briefd to make skin-on-skin contact with the head of my cock. Her toes flitted with my head. I moaned.

She had twisted now so that she was almost lying on her gut. As I ground my cock against her foot, she allowed me to bring her other leg up and to the side so that I could again access to her ass, this time from behind. I began licking eagerly and now she was letting me, reaching her hand down to finger her clit as I rimmed her, her crack and thong now soaked with my saliva.

For a few minutes we writhed together until I wriggled my tongue beneath the thong string and gave several strong licks directly onto her ass This was too much for both of us; she began to seize in orgasm as I made a climactic thrust against her sweaty foot, coating her heel and ankle in cum. Aww fuck... I just blew my load against her foot. Talk about cumming too soon.

We gathered ourselves and exchanged shy smiles. She stroked at the cum covering her foot and brought a sample up to her nose for a whiff of her own. It occurred to me that this might be the first time she'd smelled semen. I don't think Clownweasel ever got this far. She gave a quizzical look.

"Not into smells yourself?" I asked.

"No, it's not bad, just... interesting... smells like..."

"...that pear tree outside your room when it blooms in the spring?"

"Oh my god YES. It's exactly like that! So weird..." she gave it another sniff and then a quick lick. I raised my eyebrows in surprise, eager to hear what she thought. "Eh, it's okay."

I smiled.

"Jared, we made out."

She just tasted my cum, and THAT's the thing that's sticking out in her mind??

I responded, "We did. I liked it."

She smiled, and then shook her head, in a daze, "weird... so weird...". And she ran off to the bathroom to clean up.

For all my fascination with her nether regions, since that night all I could think of was looking for opportunities to lure Mandy's tongue back into my mouth. Maybe it was her branding it "weird" that somehow made it more desirable, but god I'd loved kissing her. Her kisses were so hungry, so hot, and, somehow, as she alluded to, it seemed so wrong- somehow the most taboo thing we'd done so far. It wasn't like we were blood relatives, but she was still family to me. I don't know if we would have gotten this far if we were blood relatives. I have a younger cousin I wouldn't even dream of touching.

Fortunately for me, there was a distinct change in Mandy's behavior since that night. It seemed that several months of a frustrating cold fish relationship with Clownweasel followed by several weeks of being teased mercilessly by her pervy brother had created in her a monster that had decided exactly what it needed and was fiercely determined to get it.

A few days after that night, she returned home from shopping. I was in the kitchen not doing dishes when she came in looking like a sex bomb in her simple tight gray sweat shorts, low-cut white t-shirt, sunglasses, and sandals. As she walked through the kitchen towards the stairs I noticed she was carrying a bag from Victoria's Secret.

"Whoa... what's that?" I asked.

She smiled brightly, thrilled that I'd noticed, and walked over to me, peering into the living room to see that neither of our parents were near. She put her hand on my arm near my elbow and ran it up over my tricep and underneath my shirt sleeves seductively as she leaned up to my ear, saying softly, "I'll show you... but later."

And then she kissed me softly, capturing my top lip between hers, sucking lightly. It was the first time we'd kissed since that night. I melted and opened my mouth for more but she had already pulled away.

I spent a few still moments trying to suppress my inner puppy dog as she turned and sashayed back towards the stairs.