It's All a Matter of Choice

by Liberty Allure

  Anita began to bob back and forth, her hot mouth sliding back and forth over his shaft, shifting the soft skin as she did so, using both hands to caress the rest of Emmet’s long organ as she took in as much as she could, Emmet groaning and hissing with pleasure, his fingers buried in her hair and clutching her scalp with some force, every vein in his neck bulging as pleasure seemed to shoot from his cock, up his spine, and fan out to every part of his body. He bit his lip and stared down at her, unable to look away as Anita filled her mouth with him over and over, her eyes closed. Then she pulled it out and began licking him from the top of the swollen head, down to his balls.

  Emmet began to mutter something under his breath, his voice cracking as if going through puberty. He sounded as if he was pleading with her, but Anita couldn’t understand him. Still…he sounded good and she applied herself even more diligently.

  The feel of Anita’s tongue bathing his cock was almost too much, and watching her do it…damn. Emmet fought back the tightening in his balls as Anita once again took his cock into her mouth, sucking hard this time…Emmet hissing and clutching her head tighter.

  Anita creamed herself as she felt his hands tighten around her head. It was time for Emmet to become a participant in this.

  Anita pulled back from his cock and looked up at him.

  “Help me, Emmet. Push, baby,” she gasped at him, “Push into my mouth.”

  She returned to his cock, Emmet staring down at her for a second, then groaning as he felt both her hands grasp his buttocks and pull him forward, driving his cock into her mouth.

  “Oh, Anita, Anita,” he breathed, and began to thrust gently, feeling the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat.

  Anita let out a few muffled moans of pleasure as she felt the shy young man lose some of his shyness. Emmet heard her responding and asked her if she liked what he was doing. He didn’t do this to be sexy, he just wanted to know. But to Anita, hearing him ask her that almost made her spring a leak.

  “Anita, do you like this? Me…like this?” he said to her as he thrust into her mouth, unaware she wouldn’t be able to answer him.

  Emmet was enjoying watching his cock move back and forth between her lips, enjoying holding her head this way. It connected with something deep and primal inside him…something feral. Something…dominant. Suddenly, Emmet pulled Anita forward hard and gagged her. It was reflexive. He hadn’t meant to do it…it was just…he didn’t know what it was that made him do it.

  Anita choked and pulled back from Emmet, who stared down at her, horror on his face.

  “I’m…I’m sorry, Anita…I didn’t mean to…” Emmet began, afraid he had hurt her and more afraid she would stop what she was doing to him.

  “It’s okay Emmet,” she said softly, “I don’t mind you pulling me like that…just not so hard. Your cock is too big. You can be a little hard, but not so hard you gag me. All right?”

  Emmet nodded, and Anita slid back over him, Emmet groaning, then gently pulling her head into his thrust rhythmically, fucking her mouth. His slim body was slightly curled and he adjusted his hold on her head. Anita’s wet, hot mouth began to make squishing noises as she applied her cocksucking knowledge in full force, twisting her head, changing the angle and sucking so hard that when Emmet’s cock slid out there was a loud, wet pop.

  This was where Emmet lost it. He began to thrust frantically, trying not to gag Anita but enjoy everything she was doing to him. He felt his balls tightening and he couldn’t stop it. He tried to pull away from Anita.

  “Anita…Anita, I’m going to come…let go! Let me…” he gasped at her, straining to hold back. But Anita grabbed his ass and wouldn’t let him go, bouncing over his cock at an amazing speed, driving Emmet to the edge.

  “Arrrgh!” he cried out as he came, holding on to Anita’s head to keep from staggering, pleasure thrumming through him as he filled Anita’s mouth with come and felt her swallowing, her mouth tight, soft, and clutching his pulsing organ.

  “Arrrrgh. Errrg. Orrg. Unnnh,” Emmet groaned in time with each pulse.

  Anita was in heaven as she drank Emmet down, listening to his pleasure as he helplessly and vocally responded to his release, his body shuddering and jerking slightly.

  He certainly liked blowjobs.

  Anita began to bob on Emmet’s cock again as it began to deflate, then pulled it out of her mouth and kissed it several times, Emmet panting and watching her. Suddenly he reached down, pulled her up, then kissed her deeply without hesitation or reservation, tasting the flavor of his own come. It was slightly bitter, but not repulsive as he delved into her mouth gently and hungrily. Then he pulled away from her mouth, looking into her brown eyes tenderly.

  “Anita…I think I love…” he began

  “Emmet…sssh,” Anita said, smiling at him.

  Of course he thought he loved her. She’d just sucked his cock for the first time.

  ”It’s just an emotional reaction to your first blowjob, Emmet,” she said, kissing his cheek then taking his hand and leading him over to the bed, “Trust me, it takes more than a blowjob to make a man fall in love. You’ll be able to think more clearly later.”

  Emmet didn’t say anything, but he knew Anita just became the most important person in his life. He’d do anything for her. Anything in his power. Maybe it wasn’t love…but it was something.

  Anita climbed into the bed, giving Emmet a little peek at her vulva and a bit of pinkness as she did so. He drew in a deep breath. The blowjob had momentarily eclipsed the main event. He joined her, and they lay side by side for a moment. Emmet’s cock was deflated and wrinkled but still long as hell. He turned his head toward Anita, who smiled at him softly and took his hand.

  Emmet’s eyes drifted down her body. She was beautiful, her breasts firm and round, with brownish nipples. Her belly was flat too, and her hips flared out invitingly. Emmet felt a tiny pulse in his loins.

  “What do we do now?” he asked her. Anita turned her body to face him, her female attributes instantly becoming more pronounced. She grinned as Emmet’s eyes went hot as he looked at her body again, then his eyes met hers.

  “Well, we can kiss some more until ‘little Emmet’ wakes up …or…”

  Here Anita looked a bit hesitant, but it didn’t stop her from saying what she said

  “Or…you can return the favor,” she said, her brown eyes glittering.

  “Return the favor?” Emmet asked her, looking a bit perplexed.

  “Do to me what I did to you,” she said softly, shifting her hips a bit. She’d love Emmet to go down on her.

  Emmet’s eyes drifted down her body and focused on the trimmed patch of pubic hair. He couldn’t suck Anita…she didn’t have the tool for that. Still…

  “I don’t know how to do that, Anita,” he said, “but…if you tell me what to do…I’ll do it.”

  Anita smiled at him. Emmet wasn’t a prude. He didn’t evidence a bit of hesitation about eating her pussy. She wrapped her arms around his neck and moved closer to him, pressing her body against his.

  “Emmet Barrows, I have a feeling you are going to be something special,” she breathed, kissing him deeply.

  Chapter 26 ~ Emmet Goes for a Dive

  Emmet returned Anita’s kiss hungrily, still soaring from the blowjob she’d given him. God, she was amazing and…talented. He had never felt anything so good in all his life, and she was so aggressive. Now she wanted him to do what she’d done to him. He didn’t know how good he would be, but he would do his best to make her happy with him.

  Anita rocked her body then rolled to her back, pulling Emmet on top of her. Damn, she was soft, and her hands began to move over his body. Emmet couldn’t seem to get enough of her lips, her tongue or her sighs. It was obvious she liked his kisses. After a few minutes of passionate kisses, Anita pulled away from his mouth.

  “Emmet, kiss me all over. Move down my body…slowly,” she said to him, her eyes full of heat. Emmet stared at her a moment then kissed her mouth ag
ain, then moved to her throat, sucking gently at it. Anita tilted her head.

  “Yes Emmet. Nibble me with your teeth,” she hissed, “Lick my skin.”

  Emmet did as she asked, the young woman groaning with pleasure as he moved over first one shoulder, then the other, nipping at her skin lightly, then kissing where he nipped, then licking where he kissed, sliding his slender body downward, aware that he was approaching her round, firm breasts. They felt delicious sliding across his chest as he lowered himself, kissing between them as he worked up the nerve to actually put his mouth on them.

  “Yes, Emmet. God, you feel so good,” Anita moaned, looking down at Emmet, who paused over her breast, looking up at her.

  “I want to make you feel good, Anita,” he breathed at her, then looked down at her puckered nipple. Slowly he lowered his mouth and kissed it.

  “Lick my nipple, Emmet, then suck on it, sweetie,” Anita sighed.

  Emmet’s body was resting between her thighs and he could feet the heat from her core sizzling against his skin. Damn it was hot down there. Plus Anita was writhing, moving sensually against him, her soft, moist thighs shifting around him. He could smell her too…a rich, musky scent that seemed to make all his nerve endings tingle. Emmet was beginning to get hard again.

  Emmet slowly lowered his head, placing his warm mouth around her hardened nipple and gently sucking. Anita arched up under Emmet, startling him as she lifted him, her hand clamping down on his head.

  “Oh, more Emmet! More…damn,” she hissed, pressing his face into her breast. Emmet began sucking her breast harder, his cock swelling against the mattress. Anita grabbed her other breast and began squeezing and massaging it, Emmet turning his head slightly to watch her, her breast still in his mouth. The associate began to suck her harder, and it made her even wilder as she played with her other breast. Unable to help himself, Emmet covered her hand with his own and helped her play with it, before moving her hand away and grasping the flesh himself with a groan.

  “Yes…Emmet, yes…” Anita said, raising her head and watching Emmet massage one breast as he applied himself to the other. He flicked the hard nipple in his mouth experimentally with his tongue and Anita shuddered beneath him, her head falling back with pleasure. Emmet then switched, kissing and licking her other breast before sucking it, his other hand fondling her. Emmet’s senses were totally immersed in the taste of her skin, the movements of her body, the way her voice was breaking with pleasure and God, how she smelled. His nostrils flared as they took in the scent of her arousal.

  Anita Bowen was fully turned on…by him. And this made Emmet feel wonderful. He was doing all right.

  “Keep going Emmet…keep moving down,” Anita gasped at him.

  Emmet moved lower, his mouth moving over her belly, aware Anita had widened her thighs. He was sliding his hands over her breasts, sides and shoulders. She liked being touched and he liked touching her. She seemed to react to everything he did.

  Emmet’s cock was rock hard again, throbbing against his belly as he moved lower, Anita egging him on, shifting under him. Emmet kissed and licked her navel, making her giggle a bit before he came to her soft pubic hair. It was very silky and Emmet ran his lips through it.

  “Anita,” he breathed looking up at her and raising himself a bit as he moved into position.

  Anita widened her thighs and Emmet looked at her pussy for the first time. He thought it looked like a pair of fleshy lips. It was glistening, as were her inner thighs. He didn’t wait for her to tell him anything, but kissed the lips softly. Then, he gently touched it, Anita buckling as his fingers came in contact with the center of her universe.

  “Emmmmet,” she moaned as he parted the lips, his eyes resting on the pink interior and the hard, swollen little nub of her clit. He thought it rather looked like a tongue. Since Anita’s pussy looked like a small mouth, Emmet thought he should treat it like one, and latched on to it, sucking and twirling his tongue around Anita’s clit as if he were French kissing it.

  “Oh shit!” Anita shrieked as he sucked her clit, her hands clamping down on his head and forcing him tighter against her, rolling her pussy against his mouth as Emmet’s tongue ran around and around her sensitive flesh, his lips moving over her. God, she tasted good. Unconsciously, Emmet pressed his hands against her inner thighs, spreading her wider, and as his tongue moved down, the tip of it entered her and Anita squealed, her thighs shuddering powerfully, Emmet straining to keep them from locking around his head as he pressed his tongue inside her.

  “Damn Emmet, how’d you learn to eat pussy so fast?” Anita gasped at the ceiling, her head tilted back with pleasure, twisting from side to side.

  Emmet couldn’t answer her, but if he did he would have told her about the “mouth” thing. All he wanted to do was keep Anita writhing around his tongue and tasting her. She was getting wetter and Emmet swallowed down every drop, his eyes closed with pleasure. He had his arms locked around her thighs now, holding her steady as she bucked up against his mouth and tugged at his hair. It hurt, but he didn’t mind the pain, not when he was making her feel like this.

  Emmet’s sexual confidence meter was rising with every new octave Anita reached as he ate her out. He was insatiable and thorough, carefully paying attention to what she reacted to the most and repeating it. He nibbled on her clit lightly and Anita let out a string of curses. He paused and looked up at her. Was cursing good?

  ”What are you doing?” she hissed at him, her eyes wild and forcing his face back between her thighs.

  Whoops.

  “Sorry,” he mumbled against her flesh before going at her again, his tongue whirling around her pussy, then penetrating her again. Suddenly, Anita began to quake powerfully, her voice breaking…then she stiffened and howled, shocking Emmet but clamping down on his head with such power, he couldn’t move it. Suddenly his mouth was covered with a gush of hot fluid. Not knowing what else to do, Emmet drank the flood down, Anita trembling, quaking and whispering his name over and over as she climaxed, her pelvis rolling against his face.

  He had made her come.

  Emmet continued licking, kissing and sucking Anita’s pussy until she calmed, sighing with satisfaction, her hands releasing his hair. When she fell still, Emmet kissed her pussy and licked every bit of moisture from her inner thighs, then pulled himself up. He wasn’t sure if he should kiss her, but Anita pulled him down and claimed his mouth hungrily for a moment before releasing him, her head falling back and eyes closing. Emmet looked down at her for a moment, his cock throbbing…ready for the next level.

  God, eating her pussy had been amazing. The way she responded to him, the way she moved and sounded was…was satisfying. Emmet felt as if he was reasonably good at pleasuring the young woman. Anytime Anita wanted him at her core, he’d be there with bells on. She had been delicious.

  Anita opened her eyes and looked up at the young man staring down at her, his affection evident in his brown eyes. There was hunger too, but it was easy to see Emmet Barrows felt something for her. Of course, he was grateful, she knew that…but damn…she was awfully grateful too. Emmet had been extraordinarily good at muff diving.

  “Emmet, I thought you said you didn’t know what to do,” she breathed up at him.

  He gave her a little smile. Anita could smell herself on him as he spoke to her softly.

  “I didn’t, but I thought your…your…” he began.

  “Pussy, it’s called a pussy, Emmet. Learn to say it,” Anita said with a smirk, “but you thought what?”

  “I thought your…pussy looked like a mouth…so I treated it like I would have treated your mouth if I were kissing you,” he said simply. “The angle was off…but…”

  He shrugged. “It seemed to work,” he added.

  Seemed to work? Anita looked at Emmet with raised eyebrows.

  ”Seemed to work? Emmet, that was the best orgasm I can ever remember having by mouth,” she said to him, smiling. “You are a natural.”

  Emmet felt his
chest swell a little and he smiled down at the brunette under him.

  “Really?” he asked her.

  She nodded.

  “Really,” she said.

  His heart full, Emmet kissed her again appreciatively.

  “Anita, I never thought we’d ever do anything like this,” he said to her.

  “Oh, and that’s why you had the condom?” she asked him, grinning.

  Emmet colored. God, he was so cute.

  “Well, maybe I hoped a little,” he admitted.

  Anita burst into laughter and hugged him tightly, Emmet smiling stupidly as she embraced him. He felt like a million dollars because he made her so happy. He really was worried he wouldn’t be able to please Anita. She did have experience after all and he was new at this. He was very aware of his hard-on however, and as he thought of what would come next, he throbbed powerfully. Anita felt his cock pulse against her thigh and loosened her hold on him so he could raise his head. She looked up at him soberly.

  “We’re done with the foreplay, Emmet,” she said softly.

  Emmet stared down at her but didn’t say anything. He couldn’t. The idea of sliding his cock into her body for the first time seemed to short circuit his brain for a moment. Anita saw the glazed look in his eyes.

  “Don’t you fade out on me now, Emmet. I want you,” she said to him.

  Emmet felt his balls tighten when she said that, and let out a sudden hiss, his face contorting. Damn, he hoped he could do this without coming instantly. He wanted Anita so badly and he didn’t want to disappoint her. His eyes grew a bit cloudy as he considered this.

  “What’s wrong, Emmet?” she asked him.

  “Anita…you are so…I want you so much…I think I might not last too long,” Emmet admitted, looking contrite.

  Anita gave him a reassuring smile.

  “Emmet, you already came once. Usually a man lasts longer after his first ejaculation,” she said in an attempt to ease his fears.

  Emmet looked down at her, his eyes speaking volumes.

  “I don’t know, Anita…just you saying you wanted me almost made me lose it,” he breathed.