Story 20 #2
He undid his pants, pushing them down, feeling his cock come free, and then he took hold of one of her hands, guiding it to his throbbing member.
He felt her wrap her slender fingers around it, squeezing it slightly, and then her hand ran up and down the length of it experimentally.
He raised his face to look into her eyes. Her brow was furrowed slightly.
“So big,” she muttered, “I didn’t know,” and then he kissed her as her hand continued sliding up and down his shaft, marveling at the size of it.
One of his hands then moved down her taut abs, down to her shorts, and he was undoing them, pushing his hand down into them.
As he did so, it occurred to him that he was entering unexplored territory, that no man had been here before, and that thrilled him even more.
And then his fingers pushed down into her panties, and he found how wet she was, how ready she was, and he understood the effect that he was having on her.
He looked into her eyes as he began to tease her pussy, moving the tips of his fingers up and down the length of it. Her mouth formed an O, and at first no sounds came from it.
But then he moved to her clit, and she moaned loudly, her moans quickly turning to unrestrained cries as the tip of his finger pushed at that sweet little button of pleasure before moving back and forth over it.
He felt her pushing herself against him, felt her go weak at the knees, and he held her as her hand continued teasing his cock, as he continued to pleasure her with the lightest of touches.
Then he was leading her over to the bed, one hand still pushed down in her panties and the other hand on her ass, guiding her to where he wanted her to be.
He pushed her down onto the bed and looked at her, lying there, panting, sweat standing out on her gorgeous body, ready for whatever was coming next. She was ready now, he knew that. But he wanted to show her even more of the kind of fun that they could have before he moved things forward.
He dropped to his knees and stroked her thighs. He kissed the inside of them and felt her shake slightly, letting out a gasp. He pulled her shorts down, then her panties, and then he was looking at her pussy, shining, glistening, with her juices, that sweet place that no many had ever seen before, that no man had ever played with before, that no man had ever entered before.
He licked the inside of her thighs, and she moaned in anticipation. As he moved closer to her pussy he could smell its sweet scent, and it was driving him crazy. He resisted the temptation to grab hold of his cock and start jerking himself off. He wanted to save that for her, after all.
Then, he reached her pussy. It was perfect. He could see how wet she was. Her hands were moving over her body in some state of agitation, as though she knew the relief that she needed but didn’t know how to give it to herself. Well, he thought to himself, he knew just how to give it to her.
He leaned in and kissed her pussy. As he kissed it, his tongue came out of his mouth and lapped at it. He heard her let out a long, urgent moan.
He pushed her legs apart and buried his face in her pussy, lapping at her greedily. He ran his tongue up and down her lips, and then he moved to her clit, the tip of his tongue flicking back and forth at it. She was crying out now, her back arched, writhing on the bed, and he grabbed hold of her thighs as he held her there, his tongue flicking back and forth in a frenzy, pushing at her clit, driving her crazy.
Her body shook with pleasure as he took her to the heights of ecstasy.
Then, he raised his face from her pussy and looked into her face. He could feel her juices, warm on his cheeks, and he licked his lips.
"Do you want to try?" he said, glancing down at his cock and then getting to his feet.
Her eyes were on his cock now, and there was a wildness in them. She knew just what he wanted now, what she needed, but there was something else to do first. She sat up on the bed, her face right in front of his cock.
He wondered how she would manage her very first blow job.
As it turned out, she was a natural.
She took hold of the base of it, kissing it on all sides, worshiping it, wanting it, and then she slipped it into her mouth. She sucked on the top half to start with, as though getting used to it, her gorgeous lips pushed against it, and then she took more of it, taking it all, pushing it deep into her throat. He was impressed with how quickly she had taken to this. She sucked on it, and her head moved back and forth. He was breathing heavily, reaching down to stroke her head, wanting to tell her what a good girl she was.
Then, he pulled his cock out of her mouth. They had reached the point where things were about to reach a climax.
She pulled herself back onto the bed. He climbed on after her. He pushed her legs apart, moving between them.
He looked down at her. He could see longing but also nervousness in her gaze.
He pushed his cock toward her.
As it started to enter her, he heard a slight whimper.
She was so tight down there, but also so wet. It would be easy to push into her and feel that tightness around his cock, but he took his time, easing in, and she bit her bottom lip for a moment to stop from crying out before surrendering to her moans.
He held his cock deep inside her, wanting to enjoy the sensation and wanting her to feel it as well.
Then, he pulled his cock back and began to thrust into her. She let out a cry of pleasure with every thrust. He went slowly at first, gently, fucking her tenderly.
It felt so wonderful, however, that it wasn’t long before he was picking up the pace, fucking her harder, the bed rocking. She was crying out louder, her hands on his body, her fingers digging into his flesh, holding him there as he fucked her, harder, harder. She wrapped her legs around him, holding him, wanting him deep inside her.
He kept going. He considered trying some other positions, but he felt as though this would be the best way to go for her first time. There would be plenty of time to try other things later, he told himself, and the idea excited him even further.
He was soon fucking her in a frenzy, doing all that he could to contain himself, wanting to fuck her harder but wanting this to last as long as possible. By the end, she was screaming with pleasure as he pounded away at her, and then, at last, he came inside her, before pulling out of her and looking down at her naked body, at her pussy with his cum seeping from it, that sweet pussy that he had now claimed.
It wasn't long before he realized what he had awakened within her. She had a taste for cock now, and there was no stopping her. The sex was wild, and they tried every position they could think of. She had started off as an innocent little virgin, and he had turned her into a cock-hungry slut, and it was wonderful.
That is, it had been wonderful until the point where she had broken up with him.
He had been getting slightly aroused walking along the beach, thinking about the good old days that he had shared with her. Now, however, the memory of her breaking up with him came back to him. The idea that she might be with some other guy, that someone else might have their hands on that hot body, their cock inside that tight pussy, that she might be working her magic on some guy who had no idea about the awakening that he had helped her to have, filled him with irrational jealousy.
He sat down on a rock at the edge of the beach for a moment, thinking about this, feeling helpless. He needed to get over her. He just didn’t know how to do it.
He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t hear anyone approaching him.
He only became aware of them when he heard a voice speak out to him.
“Hello, there,” the woman’s voice said, “are you lost?”
He sighed to himself.
"Just lost in my thoughts," he said as he turned toward the voice, and as soon as he did that, his thoughts took a sudden turn.
There were two women standing there, looking at him with smiles on their faces, and they were both incredibly beautiful.
Both of them were wearing loose summer dresses that still managed to show off incredible figures. They both looked as though they were in their mid-thirties.
The one who had spoken to him, who introduced herself as Diana, was about average height with a slim but curvy body, with a great ass, slender waist, and huge breasts that looked as though they might spill out of her top at any moment.
She had light skin that contrasted with her long, black hair. Her lips were full and dark red, and she had big, light green eyes with long lashes. She had a slender nose and high cheekbones. She looked incredible - beautiful, unattainable, but also somehow slutty, as though she was deliberately teasing the men who she knew would lust after her but could never have her.
The other woman, whom he learned was named Anna, was smaller than Diana. She was petite, with shoulder-length, light brown, almost blonde hair. She had a slim body with good-sized breasts that looked bigger on her small frame. He thought that her body looked tight, where her friend's looked softer. Although she was short, everything was in great proportion, with toned legs and a tight little ass.
She had a beautiful face, with a cute, slightly upturned nose, hazel eyes, and a beautiful smile. There was something about her that looked almost innocent, almost doll-like. And yet, not at all innocent.
He introduced himself to them, and they chatted briefly. He wished that he were in the mood to make a move, or maybe that he'd encountered just one of them so that it would be easier, but he was sure that nothing could happen here.
“What are you up to now?” Anna asked him, a quizzical look on her face.
“Oh, not a lot. Just thinking.”
"Why don't you come back to our place and give that big old brain of yours a rest? I'm sure there are many more fun things to be doing that don't rely on a whole lot of thinking. Just action."
Her eyes lit up, and she didn't look so innocent now at all.