by Holly Ardent
“Will this do? We can go to the bedroom if you'd prefer, but this is closer.”
Instead of answering, he dropped to his knees and pushed her legs apart. He bent over and leaned in close, inhaling the scent that had struck him so hard earlier on. Then he dipped his head to her pussy and started licking up the bits of moisture he could see with tiny kitten licks.
Kathy squirmed beneath him.
“That tickles,” she said. “I don't think you want to tickle me, do you?”
“Sorry, I'm not all that experienced with this,” he replied.
She snapped upright, forcing his head away from her.
“Oh, I'm the one that should be sorry, I should've asked. I just figured a handsome guy like you with his own motorcycle? I was sure you were getting some regularly.”
“I wish,” Steve said. “I just got the motorcycle up and running a week or so back. I haven't had time for dating since before my dad died. Taking care of my mom and going to school were taking all my time before I got my own transportation.”
Kathy's eyebrows raised.
“You mean?”
Steve sighed and felt his heart fall into the pit of his stomach.
Great, she'll find out I'm a virgin and decide that we're done, he thought.
“Yeah, I haven't ever gone all the way before,” he admitted.
She smiled broadly, the big smile that showed a hint of her teeth and made him slightly nervous.
“Oh good! We'll have to make this nice and special for you then. Make your first time a truly memorable event. Consider it a gift from me for being your first.”
Is she kidding? Fucking a woman that looks like her would be a gift any time. Now she's going to make it 'special' and 'memorable'? I'd say that I died and went to heaven, but I don't think they'd approve of whatever it is she's thinking of.
“Thank you?” he said, at a loss for any other words.
“You're welcome. Now, if you want to go back to what you were doing, just use a bit more pressure and it should feel good instead of tickle.”
Steve leaned his head back in. This time he pressed his tongue firmly against the skin of her pussy and started licking at the errant moisture. He felt her relax as he licked, at least for a little bit. As he licked at the traces of moisture it seemed like there was more and more to lick. He drew back his head.
Sure enough, it looked like her pussy was drenched now instead of just wet. The smell of her arousal was overwhelmingly strong, and now her body was starting to tense up again.
He worried that he might be doing something wrong.
Last time I was, she told me. I'm sure that if I make another mistake she'll tell me about it, he thought.
He dipped his head and started licking again. His concentration was broken by something brushing against his bangs so he looked up. Kathy's fingers were right in front of him, playing with a spot just above her slit. He watched as she rubbed herself in circles right around that point. A small mound of flesh was peaking out from behind a larger flap of flesh that covered it and he noticed that every time her fingers brushed the covered portion, she'd either twitch or draw in a sharp breath.
Gotta remember that, he thought. I'll try playing with it after she moves her hand.
He finally slipped his tongue inside of her slit. The taste of her was stronger than it had been on the outside and, with his nose nearly buried in her, the only thing he could smell was the slightly tart, but also sweet, musky scent of her pleasure.
Kathy grunted and her legs tensed slightly before relaxing again. He glanced up and saw that she'd removed her hand, so he slid his tongue up her slit to the place where she'd been playing.
She definitely appreciated his licking the area she'd been rubbing in circles, but when he moved the tip of his tongue to the hidden mound of flesh, she gasped and flung her hips into the air.
Now I know what to do, he thought. If she wants to make this special and memorable for me, I'm going to try to return the favor.
He started licking and sucking vigorously, only to discover that the flesh hiding the mound which brought her so much pleasure was malleable and could be moved out of the way to allow better access to the part that pleased her so much. He moved a hand up and held that flesh where it wouldn't block his access, then applied his attention to the exposed nubbin of flesh.
“Oh god, yes! Lick my clit!” she cried.
He took her up on the offer, running his tongue all over her clit. He licked it back and forth, using a firm pressure that pushed the tender flesh all over the place. His tongue described circles around it which showed him that the entire area was extra sensitive, although not as much as the clit itself. He used the tip of his tongue to press her clit in hard, before letting it resume its position, then repeating himself. Throughout it all, she urged him on, panting and moaning from time to time.
Finally he settled in to work on just her clit. He brought his lips down and kissed it gently, then slid it inside his mouth as though she were french kissing him with it. He pressed his lips together softly, trapping her clit between them and driving her wild. With her clit trapped like that, he flicked it over and over with the tip of his tongue, eliciting groans and causing her to squirm.
Her breathing continued to quicken and Steve was surprised when he felt her legs clamp down on either side of his head. His surprise led him to quickly draw a breath, but her clit was still pinched between his lips. Her clit stretched into his mouth as he inhaled and Kathy screamed.
He drew back, but only until he felt her drench his chest as she came and squirted her juices all over him.
Shit, that wasn't a scream of pain, it was pleasure, he thought. Good thing I didn't start to apologize yet or she might think I didn't mean to make her feel good.
He reached out with his hand and gently pushed her clit hood back up. She gasped and tried to say something, but when the fingertips of his other hand brushed lightly across the flesh of her clit, her back arched and tiny trickles of moisture dripping from her cunt told him that she was cumming and trying to squirt again.
When she settled down, he tried to reach for her clit again, but as soon as he touched it she squirmed away.
“No more, not right away, please?” she said.
Steve moved himself to a sitting position, mentally cursing himself for overdoing it.
“Sorry,” he said.
“Don't be. I just need to catch my breath. Give me a minute or two and then we'll see what happens,” Kathy replied. “I thought you said you were inexperienced? Or at least hadn't gone all the way before. I'm betting that if you had done what you just did to me to anyone else, they wouldn't have stopped you if you wanted to do more.”
“I didn't say inexperienced, I've played around a little. I'll admit I've never done what I just did before though. I saw you playing with yourself and enjoying it, so I thought I'd try the same spot.”
“Good thinking,” she said. “I haven't felt like this in years, thank you.”
“My pleasure,” he said, then he grinned, “Although I think it was more your pleasure than mine. Not that I mind, it was a rush making you cum like that.”
Her already red face darkened with embarrassment.
“Well like I said, I haven't cum like that in years. But if you want to keep trying, I'm not going to complain. I'll admit that it's going to be a challenge to make this more special for you than me if you keep doing that though.”
His grin grew larger.
Banter I can do, I know banter, he thought.
“Do you appreciate a challenge?” Steve asked.
“That depends on what kind of challenge.”
“How about this one?”
“Hmm, if I say yes you're going to try to make me cum like that again, or even harder, aren't you?”
“Probably,” he replied.
She tossed a smile at him, the one that made him nervous. Something about the hint of teeth that showed made him think of a predator. She leaned up and caught
his gaze, holding eye contact.
“Then yes, I appreciate this challenge,” she said.
I might have just gone a bit far, Steve thought. What the hell though, this is probably a once in a lifetime experience. I might as well ride it for as much, and as long, as I can.
Kathy continued pulling herself up until she was in a sitting position also.
“I think you need to lie down,” she said.
“I'm fine.”
She straddled him with her legs, lowered herself so her pussy was in contact with his cock, but obviously at a bad angle, then pushed on his chest, spilling him over backwards.
“Lie down!”
“Oh,” Steve said, sprawling backwards and arranging himself for her.
“That's better,” Kathy said.
She crawled up his body a bit until her breasts were dangling in his face. Her chest twisted so that her tits swayed back and forth and her nipples brushed his lips. Then she went still with one nipple against them and lowered herself so the nipple pushed against them.
Steve got the hint and opened his mouth, welcoming her nipple in with his tongue.
Damn! he thought. It's big enough that it's like sucking on the last joint of my pinkie, only bigger around. She tastes good here too, there's maybe a hint of sweat but it tastes... I don't know, it tastes just like I think she ought to taste.
As Steve focused on sucking her nipple, Kathy lowered her hips and scooted back. Steve was broken out of his reverie by the warmth when the tip of his cock slid into her soaking wet, hot pussy.
His mouth flew open and her nipple slipped up and out. She took the opportunity to straighten up and lower herself onto his cock. Steve just laid there, stunned by the feel of his cock sliding into her pussy. Despite her soaked state it was still tight and the walls of her pussy caressed the shaft of his cock as she lowered herself, oh so slowly, down it.
“There, I've wanted you inside of me like this since before you started eating me out,” she said. “Now I've got you where I want you.”
Steve couldn't speak, he could barely think, but he knew that she had him where he wanted himself too. His mouth snapped shut and he shuddered as he felt her pussy tighten down on him.
“Good to know those exercises aren't going to waste,” she muttered.
Kathy started to move herself up and down, riding his cock. She sent it deep inside of her before lifting up until it almost slid out of her pussy. Then she did it again... and again... and again...
Steve lost track of time, lost track of his breathing, lost track of everything but the feel of her pussy caressing his cock as she slid up and down his shaft. His hips started bucking urgently, but unconsciously, trying to drive his cock deeper and deeper into her.
She kept riding him, timing it so she came down each time he thrust up. His thrusts were so frantic that their flesh came together with a slap at the end of each one. Her breathing quickened again and her timing started to suffer. Finally she braced herself and held still, letting him slam into her from underneath.
“Yes!” she screamed and Steve's eyes flew open.
He saw her breasts bouncing as he pounded in and out of her and it was too much for him. He drove his cock up hard, knocking her off balance. This time when he came down, she came down with him, sprawled atop his chest.
Her pussy clamped down on his cock as she came again. His cock felt like it was clamped in place by a velvet vise. Even if he wanted to he couldn't have moved it, but he wasn't thinking of that. He wasn't thinking much of anything unrelated to the sensations from his cock that filled his brain and overloaded it.
Fuck! Warm, tight, wet. That feels so good, I can't hold out any...
His cock swelled as he started to cum, but her pussy was still clamped down on him so his orgasm was delayed. Kathy came for almost a minute before her pussy loosened up and, when it did, his cock exploded inside of her. She came harder when she felt it and her pussy tried to clamp back down, but his cock refused to cooperate. It stayed swollen and continued to blow its load deep inside of her.
Steve laid there, buried by her. With her breasts pressed against the bare skin of his chest and his cock still deep inside her cunt, he never wanted to move again. She wasn't moving either, at least not much. They stayed that way for a while, until he finally started to go soft and slipped out of her pussy.
His cock made a little popping noise as it slid out and a moment later he felt a flow of warmth on his groin. Kathy must have felt it also.
“Oops,” she said, giggling like a much younger girl.
She licked her lips.
“I'll clean that up in a minute,” she said. “I still don't want to move yet.”
Only then did Steve realized that it was probably his own cum dripping out of her pussy.
And if I'm right, she intends to clean it up with her tongue. I wonder if she'll do me again if that gets me hard like I suspect it will?
* * *
Fifteen minutes later, Kathy crawled off of him. She got down on all fours between his legs and started licking his cum from where it had pooled on his stomach.
“Well, there's more of this than I thought,” she said. “I guess we got kind of messy.”
“Yeah, I like that kind of messy,” Steve replied.
He felt her mouth slide down over his cock, her tongue actively licking every portion of his shaft it could reach. Then she slid him out as he was just starting to get hard again. She shifted down to his balls and licked those as well. She moved to his inner thighs and started licking again. That was too much and his cock grew almost to its full length.
She finished with his thighs and sat back, looking down.
“Good, only a couple of drops on the carpet. I'd hate to waste any of it.”
Then she looked up, and grinned.
“Well, I guess I don't have to ask if you enjoyed yourself, do I?”
Steve felt his face heat as he blushed.
“Don't worry about it. It's flattering to know that you want me enough that you're hard again already. That will have to wait a while though. We've got work to do. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about making sure it's special for you, that's still coming. So far, I think it's been more special for me than you. I haven't cum like that in years, and it's wonderful being appreciated sexually by a handsome man like you.”
Steve preened for a moment at the compliment.
“But, we need to do some more work first. Let me come down off my sex high and I'll be much better prepared to do what I'm considering.”
Steve slowly sat up.
“Okay,” he said. “Not that I wouldn't like to get right back to what we were just doing, but you're right. There's work to do.”
She reached out and stroked his cock.
“I certainly don't think they'll be any problems with getting him back this way for me later on, will there?”
He shook his head.
Who's she think she's kidding. If she keeps working with me, it won't need to get back there later on, it'll never go down in the first place.
Kathy left to get dressed as Steve put his own clothes back on. When she returned, he knew there was no prayer that his erection was going to go away. She'd put the tank top back on, but with no bra underneath and if the damp spot on the front of her shorts was any indication she was either going commando or had already soaked her panties through.
They went back outside and started assembling the coop. Steve had the hardest time trying to hold his concentration on building. Every time Kathy was in sight, he saw her nipples poking through her shirt. Any time she was close he smelled the scent of her arousal and knew for a fact that she wanted more just like he did.
I know they say that anticipation makes it better and I hope they're right. If they are and she's going to make it 'special' for me I'm not sure I'll survive. But I'm also not sure that that would be a bad way to go either. Oh my god! I had no idea. I was sure my buddies were bullshitting me when the couple of them that had gone all
the way tried to describe the difference between real sex and masturbation. Now I know they weren't, it's just that there's no way to put that feeling, or the difference between sex and masturbation, into words that anyone still a virgin could understand.
Steve finally managed to get his focus on the work. He still got distracted for a bit whenever Kathy was close or directly in his line of sight, but he'd finally figured out that the sooner they got the work done, the sooner they'd get to play some more. It motivated him like nothing he'd encountered before in his life.
“This is looking good,” Kathy said. “In just part of one day we've finished what would have taken me two weekends to do. I think if we knock off now, we can finish it in about the same amount of time spent working tomorrow. Plus that leaves us a couple more hours to fill today. So, are you interested in stopping for now?”
“Stopping work on the coop? Yes. Stopping anything else? Not a chance in hell.”
He walked over next to her. His erection, which had flagged a bit but never gone away totally, sprang upright again when the smell of her arousal struck his nostrils. It was a primal smell with hints of musk and a small bite to it, but at the same time there was also an aroma he couldn't describe. Something sweet that was almost, but not quite, like wildflowers.
Who would've thought an odor could be such a turn-on. It makes me want to throw her down and mount her. Then again, at this point, a gentle breeze or a stray shaft of sunlight makes we want to throw her down and mount her, so maybe it isn't the scent.
Steve decided to risk it.
Hell, I've already been inside of her today. It's not like I'm being overly forward.
“In case you were wondering,” he said. “I'm very much looking forward to the rest of today.”
He reached out and captured her hand. When he drew it back to the crotch of his jeans and she felt his erection, she looked at him and smiled happily.
“I'm glad, I'm looking forward to it also. I didn't think you'd have any problems getting that back again, but we did need to do the work on the coop. If we didn't get it done when we did, I would've kept you inside the house, and inside me, until you had to leave.”