by elguaton 05/04/09
I shoved my boxers down and stepped out of them. My cock stuck straight out, bobbing a little, as if nodding hello.
"So that's a cock," she said. I nodded. She bit her upper lip. "It's bigger than I imagined." I smiled. She kept looking up to me and then back at my cock and then up at me again, as if there were some unseen tennis game going on between my two heads.
"Do you want to touch it?"
"Ok." She tentatively reached out her hand. She brushed her index finger along the side of my shaft so lightly that I could barely feel it.
"Don't worry, you won't hurt me."
"Ok." She rubbed three fingers along my shaft, harder this time. She ran them from back to front, ending by squeezing my head a little. I moaned slightly.
"The head is the most sensitive part," I said.
She rubbed her fingers along it again, catching some of my precum. She looked less nervous and more clinical, like a scientist with some new kind of specimen.
"It's winking at me."
"It likes you."
She continued to run her fingers and palm around my cock, not stroking so much as petting, but it still felt good. She brought up her other hand to squeeze my balls.
"So these are testicles."
"They're smaller than I imagined."
"Hey!" I said, twisting my hips from side to side so that my cock waggled at her. It slapped lightly against her cheek.
She laughed. "Hey yourself! Watch it with that thing."
She wrapped her hand around my cock palm up, just below the head. She angled it all around, like a joy stick.
"Do you want to try putting it in your mouth?" I asked. I hoped my voice didn't sound too hopeful.
She grimaced briefly, but then tried to pretend that she hadn't. "Ok," she said. Like someone agreeing to try an exotic but gross-sounding dish, like snail or chocolate covered grasshopper.
She opened her mouth, forming an "o" with her lips, and leaned forward. The tip of my cock disappeared into her mouth.
She looked up at me. She looked hot with a cock in her mouth. But she had not brought her lips together or put her tongue on me. I didn't feel much.
"Would you suck on me a little bit?"
She seemed to steel herself. Her lips came together on my cock. I sighed as the warm, wet, softness coalesced around my cock. I pushed forward with my hips, so that the entire head of my cock disappeared into her mouth. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise, but she didn't stop.
She sucked me like a straw. It wasn't the best blowjob ever, but it felt pretty good. I tried to be encouraging.
"That feels really good, Amy." I withdrew slightly and then pushed forward again, humping her mouth. "You're really good at this." She smiled, as much as someone can with a cock in her mouth, anyway.
I pushed a little faster and let a little more of my cock enter her mouth. Still less than two inches, but more than just my head. She had been breathing loudly through her nostrils, but after the seventh or eighth stroke, she pulled off my cock, gasping. I guess blowjob breathing is a learned skill.
Some saliva dripped down her mouth. "You taste kinda salty," she said.
"Some girls like the taste."
Her face looked doubtful, but she didn't press the issue.
"You look really hot," I said.
"Can I fuck you?"
She looked into my eyes as she stood up. Her voice was very small when said, "Ok."
She pulled down her panties and stepped out of them. I kissed her again. Slowly, we fell to the floor. She rolled on to her back, and I moved on top of her. My cock rubbed against her stomach, her legs, through the groove of her pussy.
"Put it in me," she said.
I lined up my cock. The head nestled between her pussy lips. I began to ease my weight into it. It sank in easier than I thought it would for a virgin.
She sighed. My cock was completely in her. I lay against her, her breath in my ears, feeling her body against mine and my cock in her pussy. She wrapped her arms and legs around me. I pushed up onto my elbows. I moved my hips back, then thrust forward again. I was fucking her.
Her pussy felt good, and it made me extra hot to know I was her first, and probably the only guy ever, to get to feel her pussy. I liked how her breasts jiggled as I fucked her, and how her skin became more flushed and her hair more tousled.
I tried rotating my cock. "Do you like that?" I asked. She hmmmed. I tried different rhythms. Slow, slow, fast, fast, slow, fast, slow, slow. "Do you like that?" I asked. She hmmmed again. Her eyes were closed, a small Mona Lisa smile on her lips. A light layer of perspiration coated both our bodies.
"Do you want to try a different position?" I asked. I was humping her pretty regularly now, and I was already feeling close.
"Go ahead and finish," she said.
I frowned slightly, but started fucking her even harder. I was banging into her now, my cock pummeling her pussy with abandon. I could feel my orgasm building up within me.
"Are you ready for my cum?" I asked.
She nodded, still not opening her eyes.
I felt it start deep within me. I slammed in to the hilt, feeling my cock begin to spasm. Jet after jet of cum rocketed out of me. I felt four spurts, my body trembling, all attention focused on my cock.
I collapsed next to her as my orgasm subsided. We lay silently for a while. Her hands began to travel around her body, slowly and sensually. I couldn't tell if it was because she was still turned on and it felt good, or if she was checking to make sure everything was still there
"What did you think?" I asked.
"It was nice," she said, "but I think I'm going to stick with women." She ran a finger in her pussy, then brought it up to our eye-level. It was covered in a gooey mixture of my cum and her lube. "Less messy, for one thing." We both smiled, too tired to laugh.
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