Sex Ed (9 page)

"Now it gets more interesting. When a woman traces a path of sweets along the inside of her thigh, the act tel s a guy she’s ready for the next step. Come and get me."

With his large, cal oused hands, Ed parted Lacey's legs. He dropped to his knees and moved between them, dipping his head to lick the pudding from her knee along her inner thigh, nudging the hem of her dress upward with his nose. "Ah, perfect." He lifted the dress and looked over his shoulder at Kendal . "No panties."

Kendal squirmed next to Ed, her own denim micro-mini skirt edging upward. She'd had enough of this cat-and-mouse teasing with the pudding. "Let me try that." She dipped her finger into the pudding and touched some to her lips first. She leaned close and kissed Ed. "Like this?"

Ed's tongue swept out to lick the pudding off Kendal 's lips. "Ummm. Yes."

Now if this doesn't get you hot, I don't know what
will
. With the rest of the pudding, Kendal spread a line from the middle of her inner thigh up to the hem of her skirt, pushing the denim higher to expose the mound of hair over her pussy. Her finger, with the remaining pudding, slipped between her wet folds.

"Like this?"

Again, Ed's tongue swept across his lips.

"Ummm. Yes."

"Oh, let me." Lacey pushed past Ed and she dropped between Kendal 's legs, her pretty pink tongue lapping up the banana pudding al the way to Kendal 's pussy. "Oh, yes, I can see how this would get a man off. It's got me
all
excited. "

Too shocked to react at first, Kendal watched as her friend licked the pudding off her skin, Lacey's mouth moving toward her clit. Her pussy creamed, her body trembling.

A hand clamped down on Lacey's shoulder. "I'l take it from here." Ed pul ed Lacey away from Kendal , his eyes more stormy gray than blue, his mouth set in grim lines, the shorts he'd worn for the occasion tenting out magnificently.

Kendal hid a satisfied smile.

As Lacey moved back, she winked again at Kendal .

For the first time that evening, Kendal could actual y forgive Lacey for coming between her and Ed.

"A man would be crazy not to respond to an opening like that." He lifted one of her heels from the floor and placed it on the couch, spreading her legs wide. Then he lay down between them, his tongue going directly to the pudding, lapping at her clit until every sweet drop was gone.

Pulses rippled along her folds. Kendal 's back arched, her fingers lacing through his hair, drawing him closer. "Oh, yes, that's what I want."

"Here, let's try some whipped cream while we're at it." Lacey slipped her hands between Ed and Kendal and flipped the three buttons free on Kendal 's shirt, peeling the edges open. Holding the can of spray whipped cream over a breast, she squirted a circle around the nipple, building it up to a point.

The cool cream tightened her nipple even more.

Ed moved up Kendal 's body.

"Wait, we're not done yet." Lacey reached behind her and plucked a cherry from the jar, placing it on the tip of the nipple whipped cream. "Now, enjoy your dessert."

Kendal barely heard the door open or close as Lacey left the apartment. Her attention remained riveted on Ed. He crawled up her body like a man on a mission, his eyes glazed, his body hot, his cock pressing between her legs, stil constrained by the gym shorts.

He plucked the cherry from the tip of the whipped cream, then proceeded to lick every last drop of the white fluffy sweetness from her breast.

"This is the best part." He took her nipple between his teeth and rol ed it.

Sharp pangs of longing shot throughout Kendal 's body. The sensations were great, but they weren’t enough. She wanted al of him, inside her, thrusting hard and fast. Kendal reveled in his attention to her breasts, but she wanted more.

Her hands came up between them and she shoved him to arm’s length. "I get the idea. But does it work both ways?"

Ed stared down at her, pausing as his eyes focused. "What?"

"Does it work both ways?"

His gaze locked on her breasts, and he shook his head. "I'm sorry. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Get off of me and let me show you."

He leaned back, al owing her to slip from beneath him. Once she made it off the couch, he col apsed onto his back, draping an arm over his face. "I'm sorry, Kendal , I shouldn't have let it go that far. I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't stopped me."

Stopped him!
Kendal could have kicked herself into tomorrow. If she'd messed up her chances, she'd never forgive herself. "I have no intention of stopping you."

Ed peeked out from beneath his arm. "No?"

"No." She reached for the elastic band of his shorts and tugged them downward.

His hand captured hers before she got far.

"What are you doing?"

"I told you." She tugged his hand loose and continued to pul the shorts over his hips. "I want to see if it works both ways." Before he could protest further, she yanked the shorts lower. "I've never been with a man and whipped cream at the same time.

The idea intrigues me."

Ed's cock sprang free, jutting straight up. Oh yeah, she had him excited. Now if she could keep him that way until she fulfil ed her own fantasy. She dipped a finger in the pudding and slathered the sweet along the length of his dick, rubbing the pudding up and down with both hands.

"Oh, baby." Ed moaned. "Do you know what you're doing?"

"Having dessert and eating it too." She grabbed the whipped cream can and sprayed a cone on the tip of his penis. Final y, she topped her creation with a bright red cherry. "Does a man like this as much as a woman?"

"It's kind of cold."

"Hmmm. Then let me clean it off." A smile played at Kendal 's lips as she leaned over him, starting with the cherry. She plucked it into her mouth, chewed it quickly and swal owed, "Ummm, very nice. Anything yet?"

"Stil cold, shrinking a bit."

Kendal snorted. He wasn't shrinking. He was much longer and thicker than the boys she'd played at making love with while growing up. She cupped his bal s, aiming his cock for her lips then sliding it into her mouth, and an explosion of flavors burst across her tongue. Banana pudding and whipped cream…and Ed. Her tongue swirled around the hardened length, flicking against the mushroom tip.

"That's better. Much better."

Oh yeah, definitely
. She released his cock, licking the whipped cream from her lips. "Would you say it's as enticing as a woman spreading sweets between her legs?"

"Oh, yes." He laced his fingers into her hair and drew her down to him, thrusting his dick into her mouth.

Kendal smiled inwardly as she sucked his cock, slipping up and down over him, enjoying the smooth slide.

Until his body tensed and he pul ed free of her mouth.

"I'm not wearing panties," Kendal reminded him.

She held up a foil package she'd slipped into the back pocket of her jean skirt. "I'm ready to move on to the next lesson."

Ed snatched the condom from her and tore it open with his teeth. He sat up on the couch and started to apply the contraceptive.

Kendal took the rubber from him. "I need to know how to do this properly." She slid the dome over his reddish head and down his length, her fingers slipping along, warming it as she went. God, he was huge, hard and thick.

Her pussy creamed in anticipation. She straddled his legs, placed a knee on either side of his hips, coming down over him, her channel so slick with juices he slid right in.

Ed closed his eyes as he eased into her, his face tense, his hands on her ass guiding her.

Dear, sweet Jesus
, this was exactly where Kendal had hoped to go with this lesson. Heart beating wildly, she moved up and down over him. "Is this right? Or does the guy prefer to be on top?"

"Most guys don't care if they're on top, on the bottom or standing up as long as they're getting some." His eyes opened and his hands held her stil , ful y sheathing him. "Who is this guy you're after? Wil you be doing this with him?"

Now was the time to own up to Ed that he was the one. The intensity of his stare had her balking.

Tightening her thighs, Kendal rose up and slid down over him again. "Does it matter?" There, answering a question with a question would delay her having to own up to loving him. She needed to know how he felt about her before she admitted her love. In no way did she want him feeling sorry for her.

"Any other positions I should use that are particularly exciting to a man?" Kendal leaned close, flashing her breasts in his face, arching her back.

Then with a great deal of restraint, she dismounted and stood in front of him. "I've never tried it, but I hear doggy-style can be quite enticing." With her skirt stil hiked up over her hips, her pussy wet and warm from him, she dropped to her hands and knees on the couch beside Ed, presenting her bottom toward him.

Ed smoothed a large, rough hand over her cheeks. "I'm going to hel for this. I know it."

"No, you're not. You're helping a friend. Now is it better for the woman to be up on her hands like this or should she lean low, like this?" She dropped to her elbows, her ass jutting up, praying Ed would take her up on her blatant offer and not run screaming.

"You are so very beautiful." Ed moaned and pressed a kiss to her bottom. That one kiss was fol owed by another. "Connor is never going to forgive me."

Why had he mentioned her brother? She

glanced over her shoulder at Ed. "What does Connor have to do with this?"

He avoided eye-contact. "Uh, he's my best friend and I'm about to...ah hel ...you're his sister. I'm supposed to protect you, not fuck you."

Was that what had been holding him back? A need to protect Connor's baby sister? Kendal should have had a long talk with her brother before he'd left for the war. He needed to understand she wasn't a kid anymore, and Ed was the man she'd loved for so long she compared al men to his standard. "Ed Judson, what Connor doesn't know, won't hurt him. Besides, if it wasn't you helping me in my research..."

"It sure as hel wouldn't be Whitey." Ed scooted closer. He dipped his finger in the pudding and spread it along the crease between her butt cheeks, then licked his way along the seam, his tongue tracing the tight ring of her ass. "I'l never look at banana pudding the same."

The gentle glide of his tongue on her ass was more than she could have imagined, the sensations burning a path straight to her pussy. As her body clenched, Kendal sighed, a smile tilting the corners of her lips.

Ed might be reluctant because of his friendship to Connor, but he couldn't resist what was right there ready to be taken.

His tongue moved lower, delving into her pussy, trusting in and out. Then he was on his knees, his cock pushing into her, his hands gripping her hips.

"Yes. Oh, sweet Jesus. Yes!" Kendal cal ed out, her fingers curling into the couch cushion as Ed rode her hard and fast, slamming into her with enough force to make skin-on-skin smacking sounds.

There was nothing gentle or tender about the way he fucked her. It was primal, hot, monkey sex and Kendal loved it, her own body tensing along with his, rising to the most incredible climax imaginable, teetering on the very edge of the ultimate release.

Ed thrust into her once more and stopped short of delivering. He held her hips for a long moment, buried inside her, then yanked out his cock, flipped her on her back and plunged into her with one final breath-stealing trust. His body froze, his dick pulsing inside her, his head flung back, eyes squeezed shut.

Then he col apsed on top of her, crushing her with his weight.

Kendal didn't care that she couldn't breathe, she could die right now. She'd already gone straight to heaven in Ed's arms. Her hands rubbed along his muscled back, realizing he stil wore his T-shirt. She wished he'd been naked so that her breasts would press firmly into his chest. She could easily lie here al night in Ed's arms. Hadn't she dreamed of this for years?

Ed pushed up to his elbows and stared down at Kendal . "Just who was teaching who on that lesson?"

"Why, you were teaching me, of course." Kendal smiled up at Ed and pushed a strand of hair off his forehead. It fel back as she let go. "Do I get an A for our lesson today?"

"You get an A+. You're a natural." Ed pressed a kiss to her lips.

"Thanks." Kendal pul ed his head down to her and ran her tongue along the seam of his lips, tasting banana and sex. Then she pressed in, past his teeth to stroke his tongue. "You taste wonderful."

"So do you." He traced his finger along her jaw line and down her neck to the swel of her breasts.

"When did you grow up?"

Kendal loved every cal us on Ed's fingers. He'd earned them working hard on the Rocking G Ranch, doing a man's work. "I've been grown up, you just couldn't see anything but the little girl in ponytails I used to be."

"You're not a little girl anymore." He bent to take one nipple into his mouth, sucking on it gently, rol ing the tip with his tongue.

"No, I'm not." Shivers of pleasure tickled along her skin. Kendal took a deep breath. This was the time to tel him that she was in love with him, that she wanted to be with him always. "Ed—"

A loud banging on the door made Ed's head come up.

"Who the hel is that?" Ed frowned at the door, making no move to get off of Kendal to answer it.

That had to be a good sign.

Another loud banging was fol owed by Lacey's voice. "Kendal , did you forget?"

Eyes narrowed, Ed stared down at Kendal .

"Forget what?"

"Kendal , did you forget you had a date with Cory?" Lacey cal ed out, her voice only slightly muffled by the solid wood door.

Kendal groaned. "I did forget." Her brows furrowed as she stared up at Ed. "I have to go."

In a fluid movement, Ed stood, reaching for his shorts. "You have a date?"

Kendal rol ed off the couch, tugging her skirt down over her hips and buttoning her shirt. "I made this one a long time ago. It's a promise I have to keep."

The big cowboy pul ed on his shorts, then crossed his arms over his chest. "Don't go."