"May I?" she queried.
"It's yours...to play with all night long," I whispered.
She let go and placed her hands on the front of my thighs, and while looking up at me, stuck her tongue out and lifted up the throbbing tip of my cock. She swished her tongue back and forth right on the underside of my head; that sensitive spot that drives me crazy. I could see her eyes smile at my reaction, just before she opened her mouth and engulfed the entire head. I groaned.
I may have been too quick to think this young lady was inexperienced, or at least in the realm of blowjobs. Her boyfriend may have been negligent in certain areas of their sexual relationship, but there was no doubt now that he had taught her how to suck cock, and well. With one hand now wrapped around the root of my shaft, she began to slide up and down the first three inches of hard flesh as she cupped my balls softly with her free hand.
"Oh, Chloe," I whispered. "That's so good, baby. So good!" I exclaimed, as I placed my head on hers so I could feel her movements. She made the sweetest little whimpers as she bobbed slowly, going a little deeper every fourth or fifth suck. She pulled off and began to turn her head, licking her way up and down the shaft. I now shined with her saliva as her hand replaced her mouth and she leaned down low to lick my balls. God, I love that feeling - that warm liquid feel of my testicles being attended to.
Then, as she looked up at me, she stuck her tongue out and began a long slow slobbery journey up my length before gulping and going deep. I took the opportunity to push just a little and heard her gag with that choking sound that only comes from a big cock a little too deep in a lover's mouth.
She pulled off, caught her breath, and encircled the first couple inches with her thumb and forefinger, jacking me quickly as she spoke. "Mmmm, I love you cock, Jake. So much different than, Ken's. Thicker," she said, before licking the tip with a swiping tongue. "And longer," she added. She was multi-tasking: sucking, stroking and cupping my balls all at the same time.
"You do that like a pro, Chloe. Ken has taught you well. Very well," I added. "But now it's my turn."
"You don't want to cum in my mouth?" she asked with a baby girl pout. Damn, she was irresistible.
"I do, but not yet," I replied, as I leaned down and lifted her back up to a standing position before leaning in for a kiss. Our kisses earlier had been hot, but exploratory. Now she was naked and so was I. And she had just sucked my cock for what would be the first of many times in the night to come. The hotness and wetness of our kisses now reflected our growing intimacy.
As I broke our kiss I guided her back over to the bed. "Lay back on the pillows. Get comfortable," I directed. She did. She fluffed the pillows, lay on her back and spread her legs. The thin line of black silk matched her dark hair and was all that protected the tender bulge of her tiny pussy. Her thong contrasted so starkly against her pale white skin. I salivated at the thought of going down on this young lady. I smiled and climbed onto the bed to join her.
She had adjusted her head on the pillows so she could watch me - watch me go down on her. While I had to give props to her boyfriend for teaching her how to suck cock, he had lost big time points for being a wuss in the pussy-eating department. Then again, that opened the door for me to give her an experience of a lifetime. I had decided to take my sweet time and bring her arousal along in a slow simmer. I was going to enjoy every second, and so was she.
Her legs were spread wide and she smiled at me with a combination of arousal, curiosity and trepidation. I started out slowly, just kissing her legs, her knees, her calves, the insides of her slender white thighs. I kept my gaze on her as much as possible, trying to gauge her reaction as I gave her inner thighs soft wet kisses.
Even the earliest kisses elicited soft moans and she reached down to lightly rub her silk clad pussy with manicured fingers. I took that sign to mean I should begin nibbling my way up her long lean legs. She was of slender shape, but still had amazing curves for such a slight physique. Her outer labia were somewhat exposed in this position and looked sleek and smooth. But I detected a small tuft of pubic hair under the lacy panel of her tiny thong and smiled knowing that she was a woman who scaped herself carefully down there, yet wasn't afraid of leaving a little hair in place. I loved it.
My hands wandered and explored as my lips honed in on my target, albeit at an impossibly slow pace. I could already see her hips squirming; awaiting my arrival. I slid my hands under her ass cheeks and lifted her up to my mouth, yet only kissed the very insides of her upper thighs. They were slow wet kisses - lots of tongue and lips - and I kept eye contact as much as I could as I inched northward toward her delicious mound.
As it came into profile I let out a deep groan. I find few spots sexier on a woman than the rise of her pubis - the Mons Venus. I know it's only pubic bone, but to me it's one of the sexiest curves on a woman's body. Some are more prominent than others, sometimes vying with the prominence of the hip bones for attention. Chloe was that kind of girl. Her legs and tummy had not an ounce of fat - and this allowed for her mound to push her black thong out forward with some sexual authority.
As I came closer to my target, I laid down on my stomach between her legs. My hands moved up under her thighs and then over the front of her hips. As I kissed closer and closer to her barely hidden treasure I could feel and see her body squirming with anticipation. And, more exciting than anything, I could smell the scent of her arousal, now only a few inches from my face. As I looked into her eyes, now frantic with a look of wild lust and need I had not seen before, I opened my mouth and covered her panty clad pussy with a French kiss. She uttered some unintelligible gibberish as my tongue probed lace to find her juicy groove. For just a few moments I sucked on covered clit, but knew that she, and I, needed direct contact, and soon.
I reached across with my left hand and hooked my middle finger under the panel of her thong - and pulled it aside, exposing one of the juiciest and most succulent pussies I had ever laid my eyes on. Some of her more pronounced features - her full facial lips, her big brown eyes, her prominent nipples - were echoed in her lovely pussy. Her inner lips were furled and bursting as if they were in bloom between the slender ridges of her outer labia. Her protruding lips were luscious and pink; dripping with arousal and from the on-going oral assault on her most intimate place.
Could it be true that her lover of six years had never dined on the juicy flesh that was now before me? Could he have been so oblivious to be unaware of the sexual treasure that was usually hidden inside her tiny panties - waiting for a moment like this?
"Oh, Chloe," I whispered. The room was silent, but for our soft groans and the rustling of bedclothes. "You're pussy. It's so beautiful," I exclaimed in wonder.
As she stared down at me between her small perky breasts, I extended my tongue and licked the honey from her furled lips. She tasted tangy and sweet and her look of disbelief at what was transpiring spurred me on. Gently, as if I was kissing her facial lips softly, I kissed her pussy with tenderness. It was a closed mouth kiss to begin - lips against lips. But as I felt her body move against me and saw her mouth my name in a look of utter arousal, I opened my mouth and encompassed the whole of her glistening distended lips.
"Ohhhhh, Jake. Ohhhhh. My God, Jake. Fuck!!" She was practically quivering with excitement as my tongue pushed forth and delved deep inside the wettest, most succulent pussy I think I had ever tasted. Despite the high tension and utter madness of this erotic moment, I kept my cool and moved slowly and methodically; determined to create a slow burn. At the same time, the slowness of my movements seemed to belie Chloe's need for more - for faster, harder, deeper.
I moved my hands back underneath and while cradling her slender thighs, I used my thumbs to pull her lips apart. Her inner labia were gorgeous - furled pink lips that encased a wet pink chasm of moth-watering flesh. She was dripping - even wetter than I had expected - and I was just getting started.
As I stared up into her lustful eyes, I leaned down to place my tongue on her asshole, then slowly and methodically licked my way up the length of her deep slice of heaven. She gasped with delight and at my naughtiness. God, she tasted divine and she was so fucking sensitive to every swirl of my tongue and every light suckle on her sex.
Once I had washed my tongue through the depths of her gorgeous pussy, I brought the tip of my tongue to her focal point. At first I stopped all movement and just focused the attention of the tip of my tongue on the tiniest little nubbin of a clit imaginable. With the slightest movement on her little bud of nerves I elicited a cry of compliance that echoed loudly off the quiet walls of my most proper hotel room.
"Ooooohhh," her voice wavered. "Fuck! Oh, Jake." She threw her head back and pushed her hips up to mash against my mouth. "Uunphh! Yesss!"
It had been less than an hour since we had left her colleagues at the restaurant. Now I was between her slender college legs, eating the sweetest dessert imaginable. I moved to get comfortable and began to dine on her tender lips in earnest. I watched her as I ate her, trying to gauge her satisfaction between the lusty look in her eyes and the involuntary movement of her slender hips and legs. She was into this, no question - and I was determined to make her cum in my mouth. Just for starters.
I added more sensory stimulation to the moment. I began to moan and groan as I flicked her clit in earnest. And my lips made loud sloppy sucking sounds as I slurped her juices into my mouth. She tasted incredible - as I had suspected she would. Her natural juices were flowing copiously and I was not going to miss a drop. She was responding quickly as I worked my oral magic.
"Yes. Yes, fuck yes! Oh, Jake, fuuuuuuck, don't stop. Don't stop! Ahhhhh!"
There was an urgency to her pleading now and I knew she was moving forward at a rapid pace. I could feel her body tensing as I played her like a finely tuned instrument. I alternated using the flat of my tongue with the tip, never straying far from the cute distension of her little clit. And as I felt her hips start to rise up off the bed, lifting her pussy to grind it into my mouth, I turned a hand upward and slid my middle right finger into her juicy hole. I slipped right in. She was tight, but so lubricated that my digit slid in and curled up to find the forward walls of her g-spot.
Her language was nonsensical now. She was making sounds and grunting in a pattern that was other-worldly and totally a product of the moment. I felt her orgasm approaching and knew now was not the time to improvise. Now was the time to focus on what had gotten me to this place in time. So with determination and focus, I used my finger and my tongue in a combined effort that raised the intensity with each passing second.
Oh, how I had fantasized about this moment - never thinking it would actually come to pass. But, now with my finger deep inside her young snug vagina and my tongue ravaging the tight fleshy curls of her lips and clit, I hunkered down with one purpose and one purpose only - to make her orgasm, and well. She was close, and getting closer.
And so I moaned and slurped and sucked and licked and flicked my pointed tongue in a steady urgent rhythm that was counterpoint to the wiggle of my finger. And as I felt her body lift, riding her wave toward climax, I lashed and wiggled her through a violent, body-shaking orgasm. I had to hold on to for dear life as her body rose and shivered. Her hips bucked, her thighs trembled and she let out a scream that was sure to have made the neighbors wonder what was happening in Room 317.
As I felt her climax and the wave of a gigantic orgasm crash through her slender body, I tasted the gush of her creamy cum flood my mouth. It tasted just a little different than the juices of arousal - more tangy and intense - borne of the deepest part of her body.
And, just as important as the slow steady rush to arousal, was the easing down from an orgasm that I know had shaken her to the core. I had felt it and tasted it and heard it - and I knew she was going to be sensitive for a little bit. I eased back, kissing everything but her throbbing pussy with tenderness and love.
"Oh, my God, Jake. That was..."
"Was what?" I smiled.
She just smiled in response and leaned down to kiss me on the lips. I knew that she'd be tasting herself on my mouth and face, but that just seemed to add to the kiss.
"Can you taste yourself?" I queried as we broke our kiss. She smiled.
"Mmhmm," was all she said. She looked at me soulfully as I gently stroked her legs and torso. "You've raised the bar," she whispered.
"Good," I replied, as I sat up, then got on my knees to her right side. "Now just relax and let me touch you," I instructed. She was still on her back, legs slightly spread, as my hands washed over her body. I grazed her skin with my fingertips. Her body was so lovely to look at and touch. Her alabaster skin was smooth as silk and I could feel her react to my light touch.
After spending a few minutes with both hands going up and down and in different directions, I centered in on her thighs and tummy. Her soft moans let me know that I was headed, once again, in the right direction. I loved how her mound protruded and her lips were still slightly parted from her first orgasm. As my left hand turned and slid slowly down her belly, my right hand slid up her parted thighs.
"I'm going to touch you, Chloe," I whispered, stating the obvious.
"Mmmmm. Good," was all she replied. With my left hand facing down and my right facing up, I arrived at the juncture. My left middle finger slid over her mound and engaged with her clit as my right middle finger found her moist lips and slid gently inside. I watched her face, her eyes closed, as I began to finger her pussy with two hands.
As my left finger rubbed her slippery little clit in tight circles, my right slipped in up to the first joint and began to wiggle. As I saw her respond, I intensified my movements and depth. My left finger fluttered over her little nubbin of nerves and my right finger slid all the way into her tight wet canal. I tested a few movements on her, trying to gauge what she was responding to the most.
As I felt her body relax to the moment, but tense to the stimulation, I found a steady groove and watched her intently as I fingered her sweet pussy. Her eyes were closed and there was no mistaking the wet sound of fingers in a woman's sex. I got into a steady rhythm - fluttering her clit as my other finger gently massaged the upper walls of her vagina. Her erratic breathing, bucking hips and constant moans let me know that I was chasing down yet another orgasm.
I didn't let up as I urged her to cum for me. I exhorted her with a soft voice. She had responded earlier to the spoken word; I had a feeling she was one who liked to hear a little dirty talk. I told her what I was doing, where I was touching her and that I wanted her to cum for me - again. I know she heard me, but her entire being was wrapped up in the sensations my fingers were creating and I could tell that she was closing in on another climax.
"Cum for me, Chloe. Cum on my fingers, baby. Let it go," I encouraged.
It didn't take much for number two to rip through her slender pale body. Her hips bucked and her legs shook intensely as another orgasm rolled through her torso. Once again, I slowed my assault and eased up and away from her tender pussy. I was looking at her as she opened her eyes and came back to reality.
"Mmm, Jake. You're amazing, baby. So incredible." As she looked up at me with a satiated smile, I casually put my right middle finger into my mouth and sucked it.
"You taste so good, Chloe. So sweet." She smiled and rolled toward me. She reached out and cradled my softened cock in her hand.
"Hmm. We need to do something about this," she stated. I was now game. I laid back on the pillows and we moved around so she was between my legs, kneeling. I could tell that she wanted to suck and I knew I'd be hard again in no time. She took a hair band from around her wrist and tied up her hair. She smiled - a smile that said, 'You're gonna want to see this.'
Truth is, I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to be deep inside her. But I wanted her to get me rock hard again - then we could discuss next steps. She began to suck with an earnestness that was born of having just had two very nice orgasms. It was a 'thank you' suck and she pulled out all the stops. I loved how she whimpered softly and made the wettest noises as she brought me back in moments to full erection. Her mouth felt like liquid silk stroking the upper ranges of my shaft as one hand echoed her mouth and moved up and down in unison. Her other hand gently cupped my balls and squeezed so delicately.
"Oh, Chloe. Damn, girl," was about all I could muster in the way of conversation at that moment.
"Mmm, I love that you shave your balls, Jake," was how she responded. And with that, as she held my raging erection aloft with one hand, just lightly stroking, she dove low and used the other hand to feed my balls into her mouth. Her tongue swirled and it felt so fucking warm and wonderful.
"Oh, fuck, Chloe. Yes!!" Her tongue was everywhere, lashing my scrotum with languid licks. And just as quickly as she had descended, she came back up to look me straight in the eye. She smiled and jerked my cock a few times and then engulfed it with a deep dive and a choking cough. She pulled away and a long string of saliva spanned in a catenary arch between her lips and the head of my quivering cock. I groaned in appreciation as she returned to sucking me as if her life depended on it.
The image will always be with me - my sexy little innocent intern with my thick cock in her mouth, her lips wrapped around my girth. She was working me good too, and it was obvious she was prepared for me to explode in my mouth. I lifted my hips much as she had lifted hers, encouraging her to take me deeper.
But, before she took me beyond the point of no return, I reached down and lifted her head up.
"I want to be inside you, Chloe. Please," I said.
"Do you have a condom?" she asked, a bit worried that this might be a problem.
"Chloe, I had a vasectomy many years ago, baby. No worries."
She smiled at the news and crawled up the bed, straddling me as she reached my side. She reached down between her legs and gathered my heavy erection in her hand, guiding me to her entrance.
"Fuck me, Chloe. Fuck my cock," I added boldly. I wasn't sure how she might respond to such a statement, but I got my answer a few seconds later. She looked me in the eye as she rubbed the bulbous head of my dick along the dripping slit of her pussy. I heard her catch her breath and hiss as she rubbed it against her clit.
Then, as we both held our breath, I felt the tip of my cock sink into the crevice of her entrance. She let go, put both hands on my chest and slowly and carefully lowered herself onto my raging erection. I reached up to cup her precious little tits in my hand as she slowly and carefully descended on rock hard dick.
Her eyes were closed as she worked her pussy down, inch by glorious inch. I gazed down at her slender little body as she went a little deeper every few downward strokes. I could feel myself sinking in and as I reached that point where I was almost in, she began to move with a little more authority.
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