7. Brent
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brENT
Oh Jesus. Boy was I right in coming here.
I thought several times while I was on my way about just turning around and driving back to the house; mixing business with pleasure is simply not a good idea. But then I just kept picturing Luna’s absolute beauty and perfection, and my lust to see her unbelievable body naked took over, and I knew that going back was simply not an option.
Having my cock in her mouth yesterday at the office was just a taste. An appetizer. But now I’m starving for the whole meal, and nothing is going to stop me. Not even whatever shenanigans her dad is up to trying to screw with my farm.
Luna’s lips fit perfectly against mine as we kiss. It’s like they were molded to fit against me and only me.
I lean against her and feel her supple, perky, teenage tits press against my chest, and my whole body grows hotter and hotter.
No bra while you’re just relaxing in your dorm room, right, gorgeous?
Her nipples are erect, just like my cock beneath my work pants. As shy as she may be, or as much as she may be trying to act like she’s embarrassed to be with me now, there’s no hiding the signs her body is giving out on its own.
I slip a hand up her shirt and cup her breast as I kiss her greedily, my lust swelling inside me like a car engine being revved by someone with their foot pressing the gas pedal down to the floor. I’m practically dizzy with how badly I want her right now.
Our tongues drag together as she kisses me back. She may be timid, but she’s reciprocating, and just feeling her mouth against mine again has me instantly back in that moment from yesterday. I had her down in front of me with my cock in her mouth, and she was staring up at me with those coffee-brown eyes, looking so innocent and so also like a little minx begging to be trained by me.
I slowly drag my hand down her flat stomach to the hem of her sweatpants. She gasps as I pull them back and slip my fingers inside.
I expect to feel a pair of panties–maybe just a pilled cotton pair of granny panties that girls lounge around in when they don’t feel like putting on something sexy–but to my surprise, I don’t feel either.
What I feel is nothing but the smooth, shaved skin of Luna’s warm, bare little pussy.
She gasps again, and I growl with excitement as I run my fingers over her soft teenage peach. I can’t stand it any longer. I pull her sweats away and look down. I need to see her treasure.
“Brent…” she whimpers as I glance at what has to be the cutest little slit I’ve ever seen in my life.
My cock instantly hardens to its full size and stiffness, causing me to grunt and resituate myself to avoid the pain it’s causing me beneath as it presses against my pants.
“Can you do me a favor, gorgeous?”
“A favor?” she asks timidly.
I nod. “I need you to take my pants down for me. I’m just so goddamn hard for you right now that it’s actually hurting me.”
Luna’s lips part just so gently in response, and her eyes narrow and flash. She tilts her chin down as I twist to the side, giving her full access to my Hermes belt and my fly, which she eagerly goes to work on.
Atta girl.
She may not have much experience in the bedroom, but she’s good with her hands. I don’t have to help her at all, and in seconds she’s pulling my monster out from behind its cage and relieving all that horrible pressure.
Again, she gasps as her eyes fall on my swollen manhood.
“Good God, Brent. How do you even walk with this thing in your pants?”
I laugh. “Well it’s not always this big, babe. That only happens when I’m around you.”
“Oh, stop.” She giggles.
“You think I’m joking?” I ask, tugging her T-shirt up to expose both of her phenomenal breasts. I lean in and let my lips brush against her left nipple, all the while keeping my eyes on hers. “I am not joking.”
I feel like the luckiest man in the world as I watch her back arch in reaction to my kiss. Giving her pleasure; that’s all I’m focused on right now. I want to see what that adorable little face of hers looks like while it’s twisted in orgasmic bliss that I’ve provided.
I move down her stomach with my lips, which clearly tickles just a little bit as she writhes around and moans, causing me to grip her by the hips and steady her.
“Brent…” Her little voice is so adorable and only fires me up even more as it seeps into my ears like drops of warm honey.
But when I reach the hem of her sweatpants, instead of lifting her hips for me to help, she keeps herself planted on the bed.
I glance up at her and see her nibbling nervously on the nail of her index finger.
“What’s the matter?” I smile. “Nervous?”
“I’ve never had anybody…” She nods down, indicating between her legs. “You know.”
Now I’m really soaring. My desire is about to explode like a bomb, and I’m seconds away from spreading her legs and sliding my pounding erection into that beautiful, dripping slit just inches away from me.
But I want to give this to her. And she deserves it. So I just smile back at her in the most reassuring way possible and place a comforting hand on her stomach.
“Don’t be nervous,” I tell her. “You’ve got nothing to be nervous about. And you’re going to love this.”
“I am?”
“Oh, yeah.” I smile. “And I’m going to love giving it to you. So please let me, Luna?”
I turn my smile into a somehow impossible mix of innocence and impishness that causes her cheeks to blossom with red. She doesn’t even have to nod or answer. Her reply is simply tilting her hips up and allowing me to pull her pants down to her ankles.
I grasp the inside of her thighs and spread her legs, revealing her precious little flower, wet like it’s gleaming with the morning’s dew.
My mouth moves hungrily toward it. The thought of me being the first man to give her this experience lies heavily in my mind as I extend my tongue toward her tiny, shining slit. I keep my eyes focused on her as I press it against her hole and drag it slowly upward–up, up, up toward that little button that I know is the secret to everything. The spot that will drive her absolutely wild.
Before I even reach it, Luna cries out, and with one hand grasps the sheets and with the other, covers her mouth, stifling the sounds she makes as I continue upward.
I wish that I could talk dirty to her right now, but my mouth is otherwise occupied.
Her juices are warm and sweet on my tongue and spill onto my lips as I move up before finally reaching her button. I apply pressure, which causes her to buck, forcing me to grip her thighs hard with both hands to keep her steady.
Easy, girl. Easy. We’re not even there yet.
She’s moaning into her palm as I flick my tongue back and forth over her clit, causing her whole body to quiver. I’ve only just started, but she’s almost there already. Time to really show her what I can do.
I take her bean between my lips and suck with just the right amount of pressure, and Luna goes over the edge.
“Oh, fuck!” she cries out. “Brent!”
Her entire body goes into a convulsion as her climax hits her, and I have to snatch her by the hips and hold her to my mouth to keep her from twisting off the bed. Her knees slap against the side of my head and shake, and I look up at her tits as they bounce while the rest of her entire body quivers as she rides it out, wave after wave of pleasure crashing into her over and over.
Pride and satisfaction swell through my chest. This is just what I wanted. I watch as Luna comes crashing back down onto the bed and her body collapses as she pants like an Olympic sprinter at the end of a race, and begin peeling off my clothes.
Slowly, she regains her senses, and I lean over her, letting my hard cock slip between her thighs, which are now drenched with a mixture of her pussy juices and my spit. I thrust back and forth, teasing her lips with the length of my manhood as she looks up at me in astonishment.
“That was unbelievable,” she pants.
I lean down and kiss her, smiling.
“Baby, that was only the beginning.”