The two relaxed, releasing Haifah’s lips from his own. For a moment she looked expressionless, not sure as to what had just happened. But she followed with a smile, peering through the tears, and a follow up kiss, this time with Haifah’s hands embracing Tim’s face.
Tim took the opportunity to wander, his hands running through her long hair to her back, with one hand gingerly embracing her butt. Haifah moaned, in what was possibly the most sexually arousing thing he’d heard her do.
His finger found an untucked portion of her shirt, and burrowed its way in. His fingers dancing over the soft skin of her lower back. Haifah tensed.
“I… I’ve never been touched like this before… I’ve never been kissed… at all…. before… I….” Haifah hesitated, the events of the last minute standing at a crossroads in her mind.
“Shhhhh…” Tim mouthed, kissing her forehead, pulling her body down limp into his arm to cuddle her.
“Haifah… we can do whatever you want with this. We can stop now and go back to revision, or I can leave if you wish. Or… we can see where this takes us? Its up to you.” Tim whispered softly.
The two laid for a few minutes, Tim’s jeans still around his knees, his cock still eager for attention.
Finally Haifah spoke, “Tim, can I see it?”
“See IT?” Tim asked confused.
“You know… your… your penis” She murmured, “I’ve never properly seen one before…”
Tim could barely believe his ears, and eagerly (but calmly) responded.
“Of course”
He lifted his boxers, his cock released like a caged animal. At this point he was only semi-erect, perhaps only 4 inches in length. Haifah stared at it, not sure what to do or say.
“Its… its not as big as before?” She questioned.
“Hold it Haifah” Tim smiled softly.
She took his cock gently into her left hand, it still clammy from earlier but this time warm to the touch. Slowly his cock began to grow.
“Slide your hand up and down it a little” he asked gently.
She obliged, moreso through curiosity than anything. Naturally, his cock grew to its fully erect form, a respectable 5 and a half inches. Haifah let go and turned away.
“Tim…” she started, Tim half expecting her to ask for this to all stop, “I want to show your something, and I want you to be honest about them,” she added.
She began to undo her shirt, untucking the remaining parts from her trousers. When the buttons were undone, dropped her shirt to the bed, and removed her arms, revealing a black lace bra, with what appeared to be a deep pink underlining. Her dark hair flowed over her back like a waterfall. The skin on her back glowed in the light. With one hand, in one single motion, she unclasped the back of her bra, allowing it to fall forward. From the position he was in he could see a little of her breast, hanging like a low fruit off her chest.
Tim could tell she wasn’t sure what to do, to turn or to run. He gently sat up, being careful not to startle her, and moved his chest behind hers, slowly moving the hair from her left shoulder to expose it. He gently kissed her shoulder, to which she almost inaudibly moaned. As he kissed her he breathed in the smell of her skin, it was sweet, her scent turning him on more and more. In one movement he peered over her shoulder to see two large, perfectly formed breasts, whilst also moving his hands around to place his right hand on her stomach and allowing his left to brush over her nipple.