"One lick." He whispered into her ear. His breath tickled her skin and her body flushed with warmth. She shivered in pleasure. He leaned back to look into her dark brown eyes and grinned wickedly. "One lick, babe?" He pouted. He, who was speaking, was Conner Wickerson. He had pale, smooth skin which clashed with his brown, thick hair. He had it cut recently so it barely covered his forehead. He brushed a stray strand out of his face and continued to smirk at his girlfriend curled up underneath him. He could brag about a lot in his life. He was a star basketball player, liked by everyone in the school, and he was a really nice guy. He had a decent lifestyle, despite the death of his father when he was a young child. But Camille made up for all of it. Camille McQuez, his girlfriend, and his Hispanic goddess lay beneath him. Her brown hair matted to her face from her pixie cut. Her wide brown eyes stared up at her boyfriend in shock.

"Lick?" She whispered in confusion. They were laying on Conner's bed, his parents were out shopping and had left the two teens for only 'an hour' Conner's mother had said. The moment his parents were gone, Conner suggested they go to his bedroom for a cuddle session and nothing more. He knew Camille enjoyed the innocent things in life. "One lick of what?" Camille asked, letting her hands play with her boyfriend's hair. He leaned over her, keeping the cocky grin on his face.

"Your pussy." He said. Camille felt her heart drop. Jesus, he was so bold. She frowned and sat up, rolling away from him. He stared at her sadly.

"I can't believe you." She grabbed her jacket and slipped it on. Reaching into her pocket, she found her phone and started texting. "I'm texting my mom to pick me up. I can't believe you're trying to have sex. I'm not even ready yet." She said sadly. "You know I'm uncomfortable about that kind of stuff." She realized how quiet it was and stopped texting to look over at the bed. Conner was sitting on the edge looking at his feet. Camille sighed in frustration. "You're not going to guilt me into screwing you. You're so sick in the head." She grabbed her bag and started marching towards the bedroom door.

"I don't want to have sex," Conner said in annoyance. Camille paused with her hand on the knob so he kept speaking, but he softened his voice so he wouldn't scare her away. "I just want to-." He paused. Camille turned around and stared at him with her wide dark eyes. Conner pushed himself off the bed and walked towards her. He pulled her into a hug and squeezed her, knowing that girls liked that romantic sappy shit. It was true he didn't want to have sex with her because he respected her wishes. He placed his chin on her shoulder and snuggled up to her. "I just want to taste it once." Camille felt her face heat up. He was talking so...Naughty. Her stomach whirled around and she felt weak in the knees. Conner leaned back and pouted. "One lick and that's it." He begged. Camille looked away, there was no way she was letting him do it. "Please, baby?" Conner whined. Camille coughed and turned away. Conner grabbed her hand. "I just want to taste your pussy baby." He moved her hand over the front of his jeans. "Don't you see what you're causing?" He asked. Camille shivered, he had placed her hand right over his boner. "Baby, please just one teeny tiny lick." He begged. Camille yanked her hand away from his pant.

"Fine." She muttered.

"Holy Mother Mary," Conner pulled her into a hug and squeezed her. She giggled and pulled away.

"Let's just get this over with," Camille said quickly. She knew it was going to be a very weird experience so she walked to Conner's bed and plopped down. "Do I have to get naked or what?" She asked fast. The quicker they did this, the quicker it would be done. Conner walked over to the bed and sat next to her, he looked at her outfit. She was wearing black shorts that showed off her tanned legs, they were tight but he could get them off.

"No baby, you can stay dressed its okay." He said. Conner kissed her on the corner near her mouth and softly pushed her down on the bed. Camille wanted to sit up but she didn't feel like struggling. She felt Conner pull her shorts off and she started to cold sweat. What was she doing? This would end terribly. They were moving so fast. Was she going to have to suck his dick after? She didn't want to. She was so scared. she squeezed her eyes shut. Conner's hands rubbed across her stomach and then down to the top of her underwear. She sat up and stared nervously.

"Do you really have to take those off?" She whimpered. "It's just one lick." She said. Conner shook his head slowly.

"They can stay on babygirl." He said softly. He wanted her calm to enjoy this experience. She laid back down. She was so scared and nervous. She was getting dizzy.

"C-Can we turn the lights off?" She cried a bit. Conner looked up into her worried eyes and nodded.

"It'll be harder for me to see, but okay." He chuckled and hit the lamp switch to off. The room was dark now and her boyfriend was between her legs. For the longest time, nothing happened. She felt Conner's gentle fingers pull her underwear to the side. She was shaking so hard. She just wanted it to be over, it was too awkward. Conner moaned quietly. "Babygirl, you're so wet." He said. Camille's stomach got tighter and she felt really hot. Why was he saying such sexual stuff? Camille KNEW she was wet, he didn't have to remind her. It only made her more wet, more horny, and more awkward. "You're so wet, you're making me drool," Conner said, not noticing how badly Camille was shaking. She just wanted him to do it already. "I want to slurp it all up." He leaned closer. Camille felt his lips on her pussy as he kept talking and getting closer. "I want to eat your pussy so bad, baby." Camille was about to start whining when he did it-.

"Oh shit." Camille moaned quietly. His warm wet tongue slid inside her pussy. It felt hard between the soft lips of her pussy. Camille could feel his saliva mixing with her wetness. She felt like crying because how amazing it was. His tongue hit her clit and she felt fireworks in her stomach. His tongue moved back down near her vagina. He paused and Camille calmed down, breathing slower. That one lick was amazing. She didn't know what to expect next but then Conner shoved his tongue into her vagina. "Fuck, Conner." Camille squeezed the pillow behind her. Conner leaned up.

"One lick, right?" He said, not seeing her since the lights were off. Camille heard him lick his lips. She didn't respond, just that one lick made her so exhausted. She didn't know if she could take any more. "Baby, you were dripping wet. Tasting it made my dick harder." Conner said, making his girlfriend even wetter. Camille whined. "Baby, I want more," Conner said, without warning, he leaned back down and licked her vagina again.

"Con-. Conner!" Camille screamed in pleasure. "M-M-M..." She trailed off. Conner moved her underwear even further away so he had more access. He licked and sucked and licked and sucked. Camille began to shake and scream his name more. His hot breath on her clit made her sensitive to his hard tongue pressing against it. Her pussy tasted sour and strong, it was weird but he enjoyed it. The more she screamed his name, the more he wanted to make her cum. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and pressed his face in between her legs, sucking on her clit and tongue fucking her pussy. The harder he licked, the more she shook and then suddenly she cried out loudly. "FUCK!" She screamed. She stopped moving completely and just layed there. Conner stopped sucking on her clit, knowing it would be too sensitive and could hurt her if he kept doing it. He moved down to her vagina and stuck his tongue in, within a few minutes a fresh splash of cum was all over his tongue and he swallowed it. Her cum tasted plain, much less sour, and not as strong. He moved her underwear back over and pulled her shorts back up. Camille was exhausted and he wrapped her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist and curled up. He thought she fainted from too much pleasure but she cuddled up to him. He leaned over and clicked on the lamp. Camille's face was shiny with sweat and she looked extremely relaxed. "I love you so much conner." She said quietly.

"I love you too babygirl." Conner said with a grin. Licking his lips, he could still taste her pussy.

"Maybe one lick..." Camille yawned. "Isn't so bad..." She fell asleep. Looking out his window, conner saw his mom's car pull up. He grinned, maybe he would take a nap too.