When he was in bed with his sweet younger sisters Adora and Deselle, he had been the man and often led the sex play, keeping everyone’s mind off the cold or near-empty belly. But not always, when joined by the rest of the family that lived at the farm the mini woman’s circle took over. He smiled at the thought. He struggled now to let Egwene run things, to not rush. His curious mind slowly worked through how in a family of girls she knew how to do these things.
They found a moment of balance with his large hand cupping the bottom of her firm ass inside her shorts, her warm right hand on his balls. He was no longer shivering with cold.
“Egwene, where did you learn to do this?” he asked knowing the answer but wanting to hear it.
There was quiet for a moment as her soft curls rested on his chest, her fingers tracing a pattern in his pubes around the base of his shaft.
“My mother showed me, on father. My other sisters, all but one, were still with us on those dark, cold nights. One night she just said it was my turn. My breasts were just small bumps on my chest then and there was just a wisp of hair between my legs.” She said quietly in the darkness.
As she spoke Perrin reached across with his left hand finding Egwene’s right breast. Round and heavy his fingers told him told him with a nice wide nipple that felt hard to his finger’s touch.
“Oh that feels nice,” she said leaning back a little so he could fondle her breast. “My nipples are sensitive so please be careful.”
“What did your mother show you?” he asked, prolonging the talk part of their game.
“Hmm. Well as I knelt next to my father, we all slept naked in those days, my mother took my hand. I remember father ran a hand across my small boobies, saying how beautiful I was. Three of my sisters cuddled together on the bed, watching from under a blanket while doing the things girls did with each other. Until then, mother or one of my sisters always freed Dad’s seed so he had good health and warmed his blood. She took both my hands since they were small and placed them on his dick. It was long, not thick like yours, and felt nice. Mother showed me how to make him hard by using her hand and rubbing up and down, then kissing its top. Then I did it, my two hands stroking him as he touched me, making his seed shoot in the air. We all laughed. I had a lot of practice over the years as my breasts grew and my dad continued to tell me how pretty I was.”
“Sounds familiar,” he said. In his mind seeing the much younger girl with her family in bed. His own first experiences were not much different. It was the Two Rivers way, the Wisdoms said to those who asked.
Perrin pulled Egwene upon his chest his right arm around her waist as her breasts pressed against his chest. Her small warm hand never left his groin. They kissed gently under the cloak.
They started kissing deeper with tongues exploring each other’s mouths as their hands explored the other’s body. Her right hand never left his dick. Her warm hand gripping his engorged shaft and gently stroking up and down as his precum dribbled out of the tip. His left replacing his right hand in holding her tight to his chest as his right went back to her ass. Her thin drawers were no longer around her hips.
Perrin tried to pull her further on top of him. “No, not tonight, let me free your seed before we sleep.” He must have growled in his throat in frustration. “We will have time on this journey I think, so let’s wait for a better moment.” She slid off his chest and moved down his side, pushing up on her left elbow as her hand increased its pressure. “Touch me, like my dad does.”
Perrin twisted further on his right side presenting his dick to her hand. Now he could reach both of her breasts with his left hand. Big and round, her nipples wide and sensitive to his touch. She was too short for his head to reach the nipples to suckle the soft orbs as she jacked him, so he remained content to touch her. He lay his head back in the darkness his hands ‘seeing’ his friend’s beautiful body.
“Come on Perrin,” She was stroking him in long firm strokes. Not too hard but enough to make him hard; he was close as his hips rose off the blanket. Then she surprised him. The cloak had fallen off to his left as she bent her head over his hips.
Naturally, his left hand found her soft curls and pushed her head down as he felt her lips on the head of his dick. She began to suck, her warm mouth feeling wonderful on his shaft, as her warm hand fondled his balls then back on his hard dick now slick with precum and her spit.
“Ohhhh Egewen Ohh,” his hips pushed up in her face both hands now on her head. Her mouth never letting go of his dick as he let go with his seed spurting into her mouth. Suddenly he was done. Her head again resting on his chest as she reached for the cloak pulling it over them.
“Thank you. Light, that was good of you.” He said quietly to the darkness as she lay at his side.
“We are together in this so we must take care of each other. There is a reason the wheel has pushed us together for now,” she replied her voice going quiet.
Perrin reached his arm out again bringing her in close the soft curls of her head resting on his shoulder as the cloak covered their nakedness, trapping the warmth of their bodies.
They slept, without dreams.
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