steve harrington protection squad

Sitting in your room, listening to your Queen cassette with Chrissy, you began to do what you always did when you were alone. Snuggled up on you bed, while she was telling you about her day at school, you started planting the odd kiss on the top of her head. When you started doing this, Chrissy would always look up at you with twinkling eyes, stop her story midway, and lean in for a kiss on the lips. These were always pretty sweet, with the odd one getting more rough - however, this time it was different. It lasted longer than most of her kisses do. It got rough and passionate, like the ‘odd times’ but lasted longer than even those usually do. You kissed her back with the same intensity until she was up from being cuddled into your side to being on top of you, straddling. This was new. Her hands were on the side of your face as if she was trying to get closer than you already were, which was quite impossible. It felt wrong and right and confusing. You’d never been like this with a girl, but you were glad it was Chrissy that it was happening with. She pulled away from the kiss, and without breaking the intense but emotional stare, picked up your hand and put it on her chest. Her eyes were asking you if it was ok and your response was to start kissing her again. You squeezed her boob gently while you continued making out before your hand made it’s way to her waist. She started grinding on you a little, enough that you noticed but not hard enough that she didn’t realise you had noticed. The thought of Chrissy getting herself off on you turned you on and you deepened the kiss still. Moving your hand to her bum, you guided her hips, and she accidentally let a moan escape. She pulled away, once again, but this time there was a look of ‘should we be doing this?” On her face. You hadn’t spoken a word once since this situation had started.

“We don’t need to go further”

“I want to” she replied, her voice low. You started to kiss her neck, and she unbuttoned her shirt, revealing a baby pink lace bra. You kissed the exposed part of her boobs as she undid her bra. It slid off and revealed her beautiful assets. They were perky with the most perfect pink nipples you had ever seen. Sure, you’d found a way to sneak some porn mags home - just to see what other women’s bodies were like, of course - but Chrissys chest was nothing like you’d seen before. These were perfect, and right in front of you in real life. You began to suck on her nipple, looking her in the eyes as you did so. Half asking if this was ok, half to see her facial expressions. She was looking back at you, mouth open, eyebrows furrowed. She was holding back moans so as not to be heard by your parents. That would be a hard one to explain. You grabbed her waist and turned her round so you were on top and she was lying down. You started to kiss down her stomach to the hem of her cheer skirt. She was grasping at your tshirt, wanting it to come off. You sat up, removed it, and she realised you hadn’t been wearing a bra under your tshirt. That comes off as SOON as you get in the door from school. She was staring at your chest before you carried on kissing her stomach. You dragged a hand up her thigh and started squeezing it.

“Do you want me to go higher?” You asked, genuinely wondering if she wanted to carry on.

“Yes” was the only word she sighed, as her eyes were shut and her neck arched against the pillow. You ran your fingers over her underwear and she let out a soft moan. You pressed harder, feeling her clit and folds through the fabric. You moved your fingers in circular motions around her clit and you could tell by her face - and the fact she was biting her lip - that she liked what you were doing. You slowly started pulling down on the hem of her underwear until she was shaking her ankles out the leg holes. There it was. Chrissys perfect pussy. You hadn’t done this before but had heard the boys at school describe it crudely, and combined the information with the natural urge you were experiencing. You slowly licked her clit a couple of times, then started going in circles around it, flicking it off your tongue. You suctioned your lips around her while twirling your tongue. She wriggled under you and put her hands in your hair, pulling it slightly. She was pushing your head into her, and you quickened your pace. Licking up her entrance, swirling your tongue, and suctioning. She arched her back and let out a constricted sigh. Had she came? Surely not. No way you could do that... did you? You pulled away and placed a finger on her entrance. It was soaked. You totally just made her cum. You dragged your finger up and down for a minute, she had popped her head up from the pillow and looked out of breath. She smiled at you and watched you play with her.

“Put some in” she said, as if she didn’t know what would happen and wanted to see.

You did what she said and slowly put two fingers in her. It was warm and wet. You started moving in and out of her, then kept them in while bending your fingers and feeling the ridges inside. She had regained her position on the bed - back arched, mouth open, eyes screwed shut, achingly trying to suppress her moans she wanted to let out. You kept going until she placed a hand on your wrist to stop you.

You were wearing just your jeans when she pulled you onto the bed for more kisses. Again, straddling you from above. She kissed your neck a couple of times, moving over your boobs and sucking on your nipples as you had done to her. She looked at you with a cheeky smile on her face and started pulling down on you jeans, making you wriggle out of them, taking your underwear with them. You were both completely naked. She was still kissing you when she ran a hand down your stomach and started rubbing your clit. It sent shivers around your whole body. She was using the perfect pressure, rubbing it then thumbing your nerves under the hood. She slicked a finger across your entrance, judging how wet you were. You were soaked after eating Chrissy out and feeling her squirm under you, watching as her face screwed up as she came over your tongue. She let out a soft laugh as she slowly stuck one of her fingers in. You were a virgin, she was not, and so she could take two fingers initially, you could not. She pumped in and out of your tight hole, feeling it squeeze around her index finger. As you got more used to this new feeling of someone else’s fingers inside you, she started putting in two. It felt sore at first but quickly turned into bliss pleasure. She quickened her pace before taking them out of you, moving inbetween your legs, and putting her mouth on your wet clit. She did what you had done, swirling her tongue around and flicking your clit, but this time she incorporated her fingers into the mix. Flicking her fingers inside you while flicking her tongue on the outside. It was intense but felt wonderful. You were nearing your climax and she knew it. She picked up the pace, suctioning onto your clit and putting all her might into pleasuring you from the inside. You felt your body rise toward the ceiling, your thighs tighten around Chrissys head, and your neck threw back as if controlled by an external force. You screwed your eyes shut and heard the blood in your head rush to your brain. The feeling was indescribable. Your abdomen tightened and you felt the most amazing feeling down where Chrissy was still going at it. She stopped when she felt your walls clench around her, and watched as you lay on the bed trying to regain your breath with your eyes closed. She crawled over you and planted a sweet kiss on your nose.