I kept my one-handed foot massage going, alternating between her feet. It wasn’t the most comfortable position for me but Jane was looking like she was genuinely feeling her body for the first time. Squeezing, rubbing, lightly scratching, a small smile on her face. Not the stilted, awkward way that she had started with.
Time for the next phase. “Jane, can you take off your crop please?”
She opened her eyes and smiled. The rising sun caught her face as she sat up and lit her messy long black hair. Her crop top was more for modesty than function, and I was looking forward to seeing her small tits.
She shyly put an arm over her chest as she removed her top. “They’re not very big.”
I said encouragingly, “They’re boobs. To guys, size really doesn’t matter. They may say it’s important, but a glimpse of a nipple, any nipple, would be appreciated. I know I like them a bit bigger, but there’s nothing wrong with yours. I’m sure they’re quite suckable.”
“Really? I thought most guys like big boobs. Huh.” She removed her arm and awkwardly squeezed her small tits. It was pretty obvious she wasn’t well built, but she did take after her mum in that area. Just a slight bump, and small, dark brown areoles surrounding what looked like a very small nipple.
“Beautiful.” I breathed, and I meant it.
Jane giggled and blushed deeply. “That’s bull. I’m not beautiful.”
“That’s your opinion, which is fine, but a lot of people think they’re just average. I know I did when I was your age. Seriously dorky.” I quickly bent down and kissed her big toe. “Then I met someone who really liked me, and my world changed. Hopefully, those things in your future will change you too. If you want it.”
Jane stared at her toe and slowly wiggled it like she couldn’t believe I’d just kissed it. “You ok?” I asked.
Jane nodded. “Yeah, thanks. Just thinking. Suckable…” She moved back to the middle seat, lifted her leg and gently placed it on my shoulder. I rubbed my cheek against her, glad that I hadn’t bothered shaving. The scratchiness added something for me. I turned as far as I dared and licked the side of her foot. “Eww, that’s gross.” she giggled.
Jane was relaxing more and starting to react to what I was doing, so I decided to push her boundaries a little. “Oh, that’s nothing. You have a nice foot. Besides, I can’t really kiss anything else at the moment. Like your fanny, for example. I think it would be very tasty.”
She giggled even more and slid an arm back over her boobs, but the other looked like it involuntarily dropped between her legs. “My fanny… Oh, I don’t know if I could let someone do that. I mean, it’s where I pee from.”
I shrugged and went back to massaging her foot. “It’s up to you. All the women I’ve been with like it, and I don’t mind as long as they haven’t had a leak recently. To be honest, I feel that if someone is prepared to let me have sex with them, then kissing their clit is the least I can do.”
“Oh. Well, what if a guy asks me to kiss his thingy?”
“That’s also up to you. Only do what you’re comfortable with, but sex is a two way thing. Maybe try sucking a cock for a bit, but don’t let them come in your mouth. And if they don’t want to go down on you, don’t go down on them. That’s only fair.”
Jane leaned back and looked out the side window with a thoughtful expression on her face. The fact she was half naked driving along the highway with an older guy stroking and kissing her foot seemed to have gone out of her head. I was a bit worried about her being naked in the back. We had gone through a couple of small villages but were now heading along a dual carriageway and soon through larger towns. The back windows had a light tint, so hopefully, no one would notice the naked girl in the back. Particularly cars that had blue lights as decorations.
“I guess it’s just skin, isn’t it?” She leaned forward to grab my hand and gingerly licked a finger. “No different to that.”
“Not really. My dick’s a bit softer. Well, it’s actually pretty hard now…” Which was true. Very true. “Do you want to pretend my finger is a penis and suck it?”
“Maybe later. I really liked your massage. Can we keep going?”
“Sure. I think it’s time though, to remove your shorts and undies.”
Jane barely hesitated. The last of her clothing came off and her feet plonked back on the console before I had a chance to glimpse anything. All in good time.
“That was quick. You starting to enjoy it?”
Jane nodded shyly. She drew her feet back to the edge of the console and slowly spread her knees. “My umm… Fanny. No, my cunt. If I’m joining the Army, I should start using harder words. Shouldn’t I?”
I had watched her in the mirror, but I now took a long look over my shoulder. Jane had roughly shaved her pubic hair, and her clit hood just peeked out of her vulva. I took a deep breath and looked forward. “Just be yourself. I vary my lingo depending on who I talk to. Don’t force it otherwise you’ll just come off as a smartarse.”
I looked back over my shoulder and blew her a kiss. “You have a very nice fanny. I didn’t expect it to be shaved.” I reached out and drew her feet back towards me, slowly drawing the curtains back over my afternoon’s work. If only all my work could be so pleasant.
Jane rubbed her mound. “Thank you. I’d like to thank my mum for giving me something nice. Hasn’t given me much else,” she said bitterly. She scratched her stubble. “Yeah, I started a few months ago when I first thought of this. We’re only allowed a five minute shower so I can only do a bit at a time. Our hot water service isn’t very good.”