Student Nurse Lessons Ch. 2

Andy sat back on the couch. It had been his sister Sam’s idea that as a favor to her he have sex with her best friend Julie before Julie left town. It had been Sam’s idea that Andy hone his skills and that she practise with him before his favor was done. And, sitting with her the Friday a week before his evening with Julie, his practise ‘date’ with Sam was well underway when they both noticed his rigid cock restrained by his jeans.

Turnabout is fair play, he thought.

“If I’m supposed to go all the way with Jules, there’s got to be more to it than kisses, right?”

“Yes, of course. There’s more to it. Touching, caresses, foreplay, even.”

“Well, ok then,” he smiled, as he leaned into yet another kiss with Sam. But this one was different. As their tongues continued their new found explorations, he began to lightly explore her body with his left hand, continuing to hold her in his embrace with his right. First his hand cupped her head, burying his fingers in her thick auburn hair, then slipped down, caressing her neck on its way to her shoulder. He lightly gripped it and then caressed her arm, slipping under it to find her side, feeling its warmth, feeling her breathing. He gently squeezed feeling the warmth of her skin only one thin layer of cloth beneath his fingers, and then drifted down her side, feeling and recording the curve of her side as it descended to her hip. His hands knew as much of the geography of her body as a 16th century mariner knew of the world. But he wanted to make as many discoveries as he could.

Feeling no resistance, his hand drifted again upwards, caressing her side, retracing its path. Was that a quiet moan he heard? Did her breathing somehow speed up?