“I’m going to taste you.” I retreat to the edge of the bed and stand, waiting expectantly for her to make herself available to me. She doesn’t move except to rise onto her elbows and look at me. Her legs not even parted enough for me to see those slutty red panties. “Are you going to be shy now?” She doesn’t answer, just bite her bottom lip. “Have it your way then.” I grab her ankles and pull her toward me. The giggle she gives me is everything. She is playing with me too. Making me show dominance with her. “The word is Bananas. If you can’t say it, pinch me. Okay?”
“Yes, sir.” Now at the edge of the bed, she looks up at, legs still firmly closed. An absolute picture of innocence. Had I not known better, I would almost believe her to be virginal still. Her ankles are on my right shoulder, crossed. My hand caresses her smooth fair legs. The skirt of her dress is pooled around her hips. I press my lips to her ankle. I kiss down the outside of her leg until I am on my knees. I let my lips and tongue explore her pussy through the wet lace. The smell makes my cock ache in my pants. I stoke it a couple of times, giving myself a firm squeeze.
“Open your legs.” It is a rough guttural command. I have never heard myself sound that’s way before. Her legs quiver as she follows my instructions. I bury my face between her thighs, inhaling deeply. She is so turned on, and I fucking did that to her. Her feet rest on my shoulders. Her toes curl gently. I bite and suck at her thighs, leaving little purple bruises without much force. I will have to be careful with her, I don’t want the neighbors to see her with marks tomorrow. She squirms and holds back more giggling. I assume my beard is tickling her, but I can’t muster the intent to care. I probe her panties with my tongue.
I reach up and pull her panties aside, diving in without warning. Her legs squeeze. Her breath catches as she moans. I lap at the dripping juice, savoring the sweetness. I run my tongue over her watch her reactions. I need her pleasure. I need her to want more. I pull back the hood and suck gently on her clit. Within seconds, she tenses and claws at the bedspread. I relax a moment, swirl my tongue around her clit and do it again. Her reaction is immediate.
“You taste so good. Just the smell is driving me wild.” I keep up my pattern. Letting her relax every few seconds. I slide a finger inside her slowly. Just enough to put a little pressure on her G spot. Rubbing in circles and back and forth. I chuckle, the sound muffled by her sumptuous vulva. She is losing control of herself quickly. Clenching and writhing. Her moaning is like a song. I slide a second finger inside her and provide her with a rhythm, but my focus Is that pulsing little clit. It feels like she is close to cumming and God do I want to taste it. I want her dripping. I want to lick from her tight little asshole to her clit and get every drop so she can taste it on my lips.
“Cum For me, baby. You have my permission. Give it to me. I want it.” I redouble my efforts stroking and sucking. She falls silent, barely breathing, body so tense. I push through it, giving her what she deserves. She screams, falling back to the bed. Shaking and moaning. Her muscles pulse around my fingers. “You are such a good girl for me, aren’t you, Baby?” I kiss her thigh and rub her calf.
I stand pressing my rock-hard cock against her throbbing pussy as I lean over her, I pull her head back by her hair and kiss her hard and deep. Her tongue and lips suckle the taste of her pussy from mine. Her lithe fingers grasp my belt buckle, pulling her closer without any force. I put a little of my weight on her resting most of it on my forearms looking at her. I smooth her hair back.
“Tell me what you want.” Her body is pressed against me as much as it can be. The physical contact makes me crave more. I want her skin on mine.
“I want you to take your pants off. I need you inside me.” She sounds breathy. Still coming down from her high. Her legs still tremble beneath me. I push up and pull her off the bed, embracing her, kissing her while I fumble with the hook and zipper of her dress. She lets go of me only to let it fall to the floor. “Please?” She tugs at my belt with a slight pout on her lips. I give her my permission with a nod. She wastes no time pulling the belt apart and getting my pants open. She lowers herself slowly. Kissing my chest and stomach as she makes her way down. I put my hands in her hair, gathering it into a ponytail and wrapping my hand in it so that I can keep some control of her.
Krista is so Goddamned sexy in her red lingerie and heels. Squatted down and looking up at me while she gingerly releases my cock from its trap. The head is already slick with precum. She uses the tip of her tongue to lick it off slowly. A hum on her lips like she is enjoying ice cream on a summer day. Her eyelashes flutter.
“Precum is my favorite. The taste and the way it looks dripping is a massive turn on.” She swirls her tongue around one more time before going down on my thick cock. She takes the length like a champ. Pushing down until my head is nearly down her throat. My knees buckle a bit. I pull her head back. She plays with me, using her hands to stroke my shaft while she teases the head and gently massaging my balls. I let her work encouraging her with sighs and moans, telling her how good it feels. Little movements of her tongue on the underside of the head lead my gaze down to her. She is pulling back. She kisses the tip and keeps stroking with her hand. “Jason? Can I have you now? Please?” I pull up on her hair, prompting her to stand.
“Are you sure you want this?” I run my hands over her curves, barely touching her skin. She looks at me with what I think might be a little anxiety. Anxiety that I am asking this because I may not want her as much as she wants me. In truth, I just want her to know that she can stop me at any time without hard feelings. Her comfort, pleasure, and continuing consent are non-negotiable. I have never been one to actively let on how much I have felt about a woman, especially one I just met, but I feel compelled to assuage her anxiety with some honesty. “I’ve wanted to sleep with you since the moment I saw you in the hall yesterday. And now that I’ve started to get to know you, that desire has only intensified. I’m just making sure that you want it too.” I’ve been touching her very tenderly. A smile breaks out over her face, lighting her eyes and soft features.
“Yes, Jason. I want it too.” I scoop her up and toss her back onto the bed playfully before I shimmy the rest of the way out of my pants and strip off my boxers. I watch her kick off her shoes and get comfortable in the pillows.
“Take those off too beautiful,” I say, indicating her soaking wet panties and very sexy bra. “your body is mine tonight, remember?” My Midwest princess puts on a show of disrobing. Getting up on her knees, running her hands over her boding, Touching those lush squeezable breasts. She pulls the straps down, plays with her nipples, seemingly ignores the fact that I am standing fully erect in front of her. I grab my cock and start to stroke it slowly, watching her tease. Sigh a little growl of frustration. I am not a very patient man, and I am caught between wanting to command her and wanting to let her push the boundaries. I wonder idly if she is trying to get a rise out of me. She giggles, finally tossing her bra aside. Her pale pink nipples are perfectly hard. Her fingers disappear under the edge of her panties.
I can’t take it anymore and lunge for her. We fall back into the pillows with her laughing, and me latched onto her neck, kissing recklessly. One of my arms is wrapped around her while the other searches out her naked breast. It's like a melon in my hand. I squeeze gently her nipple caught between two of my fingers. Her arms wrap around me and pull me into her. Her nails rake my skin. I kiss down her body, between her breasts, over her stomach. I sit back on my knees and pull her panties off. Fucking finally. I run my hands over the crests of her hips. She is ticklish. It makes her shiver.
“Look what you did to me, baby. Look at the thick cock, the vein just bulging out. Look, I am practically dripping.” The look on her face is entirely alluring. Wide-eyed, innocent, and hungry. Her breath shakes just a bit. “Beg for it.” The growl is back. My need for her feels animal at this point. Wild, irrational. I need her to submit, and she needs me to dominate.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day
. The waiting is excruciating. I need you inside me. I need you to stretch out my tight little cunt. Please, Sir.” I lean forward, sliding the head of my cock over her glistening lips. I let it slip between the folds and tease her just as she had done to me. “Please, Pretty please.” Her pout is incredibly tempting. “You’re going to feel so fucking good when my pussy grips your cock. I can’t wait to feel it, to feel you inside me. Filling me completely. Cumming hard in my little cunt.” I let out a guttural growl. She smiles wickedly. “That’s what you want, isn’t it, Sir? You want to fill me with hot cum and claim my pussy, mark your territory.” I tease the opening, letting the head slide in just a bit and withdrawing it. Letting my precum mix with her wetness. It drips down over her ass again. “Yes, I want it too. I need it. I need you to cum inside me.” I push inside her. Not all the way, I don’t want to overwhelm her. I want her to feel every inch of me as I take her. Tear her apart with my cock. She gasps, grabbing and pulling at her breasts in pleasure.
“Good fucking girl, baby.” I again let out a guttural groan. I love the way she makes me feel. I give her a few partial thrusts, letting her get used to the size. She feels like velvet. Good God, I don’t think a pussy has ever felt this good. Maybe It had just been a while, perhaps it was the burning lust, maybe she is simply a fucking Goddess. I grab her hands and pin them over her head. Thrusting further inside her. Her legs hold me close as I rock. She rises with me fucking me back. She is such a needy little slut. Her face is a mask of ecstasy. Her moans mixed with my grunts and sighs heighten my arousal.
The heat between us is intense. I can feel the beads of sweat starting to form as I work. The beautiful creature beneath me deserves more than just my endowment. She deserves the hard work. The control that proves I know how to please a woman. Her moaning is a warm echo. I release her hands. I need to kiss her. Find out what her moans sound like in my mouth. I run one hand down her body, pulling her leg up to change the angle just a bit. Her newly loosed fingernails dig into my back. I will have scratches in the morning. I relish it.
“Oh, fuck, Jason. Harder.” She practically screams the magic word. I let loose on her. Grabbing ahold of her hips and diving myself hard and deep inside her. It is reckless and uncalculated. Her hands grasp my forearms. Her tits bounce with the force of my thrusts. “I am going to cum.”
“Yes. Cum on this cock. Make a mess of that needy little cunt.” Her pussy twitches and pulses, gripping my cock like a tight sleeve made just for me. I watch her spiral into pleasure. The expressions on her face and the way she breathes and moans tell me that I have given her nirvana. I keep thrusting, not letting her come back down. Her nails dig into my arms. She bites at her lip. H
er back hasn’t touched the mattress in several long seconds. Her swollen little clit is so sensitive when I start to rub it with my thumb. She writhes in pleasure-filled agony. Her words are a jumble. I pick out my name, God, Fuck, Sir, please. Not in the order, of course. I pull my thumb away, push her back to the bed with the weight of my body, and kiss her deeply as I spill myself inside her perfectly pink cunt. I sound like an animal in heat. She clings to me again. Her shaking legs clenched around my waist, ankles locked so I can’t pull away from her. I leave my cock inside her still hard despite having just released. I kiss her several more times, with sweeter, more gentle intentions.
When she releases me from her hold, I have every intention of providing her with well-earned aftercare.
“You are even more beautiful, all flushed.” She smiles but buries her face in the pillow, suddenly shy. “Here, baby.” I reach down and run my finger through her pussy. It is only enough to gather some of our mess. She trembles with it. “I want us to taste it.” She takes my finger into her mouth, treating it with the same care as she had my cock earlier. When she has had enough, she pulls me in and kisses me. We taste so good together.
Date night with a swimming pool
Soon after I had turned 15, my boyfriend at the time was 16. His older sister was the manager of an apartment complex. The complex was gated, private, and very nice. They had the typical ammenities such as a laundry room, weight room, and a swimming pool. My boyfriend's sister gave my boyfriend the access code to the keypad at the gate, so that he could go swimming whenever he wanted. He had told me about it, but it wasn't until the 3rd or 4th time that he had gone, that I was finally able to go with him.
Being 15, my conservative Mom and Stepdad made sure that I still had a curfew and so I had to be back home by 10. School was still in, but it was nearly summer, which meant it got dark at 8:00 or 8:30. This meant my boyfriend and I would be swimming some during the day and some at night. He picked me up in his car and we headed to the apartment complex. I was wearing a dark blue, one-piece swimsuit under a pair of denim cut off shorts and a huge, over-sized tshirt that the hem went to my upper thighs, as well as a pair of slip-on sandals. I also had a towel.
When we got to the apartment complex, he entered the code into the keypad, the gate opened, and he continued driving until he parked along the back side of the complex. We exited his car and walked, holding hands, to the pool. As we got closer to the pool, another couple passed us, exiting the area. We went inside the enclosed area and I set my towel down on a lounge chair. My boyfriend kicked off his flip flops, removed his shirt, and dove into the pool. I took off my oversized tshirt and added it to the lounge chair. I removed my sandals, leaving them near the chair. Then I unfastened my shorts before removing them and adding them to the pile of clothes on the lounge chair. I walked to the edge, dipping my foot in the water. After checking the temperature, I jumped into the pool.
My boyfriend and I swam and played around in the water, wrestling with each other now and then. Soon, the sun began going down and the lights around the inner walls of the pool began turning on, illuminating the water. The area in the pool near the 5 1/2 foot and deeper area was dark. My boyfriend let me know that the light had burned out on that side so that portion of the pool was dark.
We swam around a little more and then began kissing. It soon got very warm. My boyfriend and I had fooled around before, but never in a public setting like this. His hands started roaming under the water and our kisses got more passionate. He always loved that I was much shorter than him and I loved that he was so tall. He moved his hands so they were under my ass and lifted me in the water. I wrapped my legs around his waist as we continued kissing. I could feel my tits pressing against his chest through the thin fabric of my swimsuit and I could feel his dick pressing against my crotch - only his boardshorts and my suit separating us.
With my legs around his waist, I could feel us moving in the water as we kissed. He was walking deeper and I soon felt his back bump against the side of the pool. As we broke the kiss, I opened my eyes and realized we were in the dark part of the pool. Knowing that since it was late, I would have to be going home sooner than later, I decided to be a little bolder as we were making out. I lowered myself some, causing the surface of the water to come to my shoulders. Bending my arms, I tucked them into my one piece swimsuit and then pulled the top part down, exposing my c-cup teen tits under the water. My boyfriend and I continued kissing and his hands groped my tits, while occasionally tugging and rolling my nipples between his fingers. Even in the water, I could feel the slipperyness inside the bottom of my suit from my arousal.
We continued kissing more and our breathing got heavier. Not wanting to get in trouble and not be able to see him again soon, I reminded my boyfriend that we needed to be going soon if we were going to fool around at all on the way home. As difficult as it was, we ended up breaking the kiss and he swam to the edge of the pool first, climbing out and toweling off. As I made my way across the pool, I adjusted my top, re-covering my tits, but leaving the arm straps of my one piece suit under my arms, so it appeared strapless. When I exited the pool, I walked over to the chair and began drying off. Once I got mostly dry, I pulled my huge oversized tshirt on over my head, allowing it to fall the length of my body to my up
per thighs. Keeping my arms out of the sleeves, I removed my one piece suit under my tshirt, peeling the wet fabric down before stepping out of it. I wrapped my swimsuit and my shorts in my towel. Naked, except for my tshirt, I slipped my feet into my sandals and carried my bundle of clothes, following my boyfriend to his car. I could feel my c-cup teen tits jiggling under the fabric of the tshirt; the shirt brushing against my sensitive nipples as we walked
Once we reached the car, he got in on his side and I got in on my side. We began making out in the dark car and his hands started roaming, much like they did in the pool. He soon had them under my tshirt. While we kissed, he used his left hand to go between my legs, as his right hand groped and mauled my tits. He soon found my clit (like I said earlier - not our first time fooling around) and began rubbing it with the pad of his finger. He would rub, then trace down my cleft to my hole, dip inside, and then back to the top to rub more. I was moaning into his mouth very soon. My body tensed and I came, shaking and panting. We knew we were getting short on time to get me home. Reluctantly, we split apart and put our seatbelts on. He started his car and we began heading through the apartment complex for the 15 minute drive to get me home.
When we got out on the main road, I rearranged myself in the front seat. I reached over and undid his boardshorts, freeing his dick. I stroked him a couple times with my hand before leaning over. I stuck out my tongue. Using my hand to hold the head of his dick, I ran my tongue along the shaft to the head. I swirled my tongue around the head a couple times before opening wide and lowering my head to take his dick into my warm, wet teen mouth. Using my tongue, I cradled his shaft and began bobbing up and down as he drove me home. I could feel my saliva trickle down the shaft as I continued to bob and slurp. Knowing we were short on time, I used my hand, along with the saliva, to stroke his dick while I kept bobbing and sucking. Soon I could feel his shaft stiffen more and knew he was close. I closed my lips tight around the shaft as I felt the first contraction and blast from his dick. I felt his hand in my hair as I began swallowing as he kept cumming. When I felt him stop pulsing, I licked around the head and then removed my mouth. Sitting back into my seat, I realized we were just about to turn onto my street. At the stop sign, he tucked himself back into his boardshorts. He drove up in front of my house, just in time. I climbed out of the car, making sure my tshirt kept my butt covered. Grabbing my wadded up towel, I told him thanks for a great time.
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