[Bk2-SOF:Ch29] Exploring Pt II

"Max?" Iggy knocked on the door. "Can I come in? I just have to brush my teeth." "No-I'm in a towel," I called back. "I'm blind," he said impatiently. "No! You're kidding! Are you sure?" I heard the door open behind me and whirled around, holding my towel to my breast. "Hey! I said no!" Iggy rolled his eyes and shut the door. "I know, I'm blind not deaf." He grabbed his toothbrush and squeezed out a generous amount of toothpaste and started scrubbing his pearly whites. I rolled my eyes and returned to toweling off. I pulled my towel off and toweled off my hair, admiring how my breasts had come in as I did so. They weren't huge, but they were definitely on the upper side of average. I leaned closer to the mirror to get a better look at a cut on my face just as Iggy reached for where he knew the rinse cups were, but it so happened that my twins were right over where the cups were. Iggy's hand closed over my right breast, rubbing over the tit as he did so. My eyes shot up to look at him in the mirror. His face was frozen in an expression of shock, but he didn't let go. After an awkward moment I cleared my throat. "Um... Iggy?" His cheeks flushed and he stammered, "Oh yea, um...", but he didn't let go. My nipple had decided to stand at attention, and it brushed against Iggy's hand with every slight move. A small moan leaked out of my mouth, and I was glad Iggy couldn't see my face, red with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. The moan surprised him and he let go, turning his face away from me as he finished brushing. I put my towel back on and an awkward moment of silence passed before I decided to speak. "Look, Iggy, I-" Suddenly he grabbed my arms and pressed me against the wall, smashing his lips against mine. I was shocked for a second, but quickly recovered and began kissing him back.


He pushed his body against mine, which was held against the wall, and started grinding his hips against mine. I groaned into his mouth and let go of my towel, which fell to the ground. I wrapped my arms around him, one hand traveling up his shirt and the other grasping his butt, pressing his pelvis against me. He released my mouth and moved his lips to my neck, biting and sucking in different places. His tongue lapped against a sweet spot and I gasped in pleasure, making him smile into my neck. His hand grabbed my tit and played with the nipple, pinching and rolling it between his fingers. I groaned louder and my hips started moving on their own, pushing and rolling my pussy against the rough fabric of his jeans. I was practically dripping with pleasure, and my juices were dampening the front of his pants. He noted this and grinned, kissing me again on the lips before moving downward, kissing my chin, throat, and making his way down to my chest. He gave both of my tits the same treatment, kissing, sucking, and biting my nipples while squeezing the breast, then switching to the other mound. After a moment of playing with my boobs Iggy moved downward, placing kisses down my stomach on his way to my "area".

He kept his mouth at the top of my pussy while his fingers played with me, moving up and down between my pussy lips but not entering me yet. I let out a groan of pleasure every time he came near my clit or hole, and finally had enough of him teasing me. "GOD DAMNIT IGGY! STOP FUCKING AROUND AND ACTUALLY DO SOMETHING!" I yelled as loud as I dared without letting the others hear me, but it worked. Iggy leaned down and licked my clit, making me gasp. My knees tired to give out, but I grabbed the side of the counter and held myself up. He pushed one of his fingers into me slowly, then pulled it all the way out and pushed a second one in. He tried to push a third one in, stretching me already. He tutted quietly to himself, "You're tight. Some one's gonna have to do something about that sometime." If I wasn't struggling so hard to not go insane from pleasure, I would have kicked him. He continued to lick my clit, the moved down to the main course. He practically buried his face into my pelvis and stuck his tongue into my pussy. I gasped and pushed my cunt into his face, and he used it to his advantage, digging his wriggling tongue deeper into me. I moaned so loud I was afraid that some one would hear me, "Oh God Iggy...Fuck!" My reflexes took over and I grabbed the back of his head, pushing his mouth against me. My hips automatically bucked against him, making the pleasure increase. "OhmyGod Iggyyyyy! I'm cumming!" I hardly gave him warning before clutching his head against my pussy, his strength being the only thing holding me up as I convulsed. I slid, gasping for breath, into his lap and wrapped my arms and legs around him and held him close.

After a moment he helped me up, and placed a kiss on my forehead. I hugged him and chuckled. "Pretty good- for someone who cant see what he's doing." Iggy punched me lightly and walked out. I grabbed my comb and rubbed a hole in the fogged-up mirror- then stifled a shriek. Eraser Max was back. "Very funny," said Iggy. "Well, don't take forever. Primping's not going to do much for you, anyway." I still hadn't taken a breath by the time i heard his footsteps reach the end of the hall.