Out of Peoria: A Story of Innocence lost. nnChapter 5: An equally kinky night! nnIt was far past midnight and one by one, with final kisses, the girls who lived upstairs retired to the bedroom. Lynda and I where finally alone. nn“You know, you have a gorgeous body,” Lynda said, setting down her drink. nn“Thank you,” said I. “You are rather well off in that department yourself!”nnLynda looked at me with a slight twinkle in her eye. She didn’t beat about the bush! “Well let’s see if mine does for you what yours does for me!”nnAnd so saying she set herself next to me on the couch and began stroking my breasts gently. I responded in kind and we ran our fingertips over each other, moving ever closer. Lynda’s thighs parted invitingly. Mine too and I felt a sudden thrill as my forefinger detected the moisture that was already emanating from Lynda’s pussy. I found suddenly that I also was very moist and highly aroused. I mirrored Lynda’s stimulation, sliding my forefinger around her pussy lips in a circular motion, increasing the pressure incrementally as the juices flowed from inside of her. nnWe began to kiss, more and more passionately and in a way that I had never kissed before. As our tongues entwined I felt Lynda’s finger ease my pussy lips apart and enter my cunt, always with that circular motion, exploring, expanding, entering, exiting; around, in, out, around, ever deeper. I, the novice, wanting to move further, faster, Lynda, the experienced, holding me back, keeping the motion gentle, slow, incremental. Mouths entwined, we explored every millimeter of our vulvas, sliding a finger slowly upwards to our clits, back to the vagina, back up to circle the clit with agonizing slowness, further up to stroke the sides of the clit hood, back to the vagina, penetrating deeper, spreading copiously flowing cunt juices all around our vulvas.