I tried a little tongue. She started to pull her head back. More assertive, I thought. If she won't even kiss you, it all stops here. I firmed my embr...ace behind her head and leaned further in, my tongue probing her boldly. In two seconds, she responded. I got the feeling she had never kissed like this before, but in an abrupt reversal, she started frenching me enthusiastically and reciprocating the pressure of my body against hers.I let it go on for about 90 seconds. Then it was clearly time. And so, our group of nerds that rarely talked to anyone outside of their group of eight, found themselves planning a senior week (aka sweek) amongst themselves to spare themselves even more bullying."What are we doing for senior week guys?" Jacob asked being the de-facto leader of the group since they had formed way back in kindergarten when they realized that the eight of them did not fit in with the rest of the kids because they actually cared about being educated."I don't know and I am not. We played "spin the bottle" because the parents were keeping an eagle eye on us. There was no chance to get away to a hidden corner or behind the barn at least this first night of my return. I went up to my bedroom feeling frustrated at not being able to get more than kisses and a random feel of a handy boob when they weren't looking. It was one of those cold nights and they didn't have a very good heating system that relied mostly on the wood they chopped up from the deep forest in back. Just. “It was a little uncomfortable,” she said. “But you can do it again sometime.” I smiled, glad she was thinking there would be a next time, but we still weren’t done here. “Now what do you say I fuck that pussy of yours?” I ventured, helping her up and grabbing her ass from the front as I held her close. “Hmmmm, well I already blew you, so I might as well let you take my cherry too.” It was the kind of logic I loved. I gave her a quick slap on the ass, which made her squeal girlishly. “Well.