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She began to pull my head forward towards that intoxicating smell. I was eager to comply. My tongue was already searching for a taste of that treasure. It landed rather unceremoniously on her thigh. I quickly re-aimed and found the outer lips. I just started licking anything my tongue came in contact with. Not much finesse but a lot of enthusiasm! Then I slipped into the valley of those sweet inner lips. Again with the enthusiasm I sucked on them and slurped everywhere, trying to force that taste into my mouth. My exploring tongue found her honey hole and I tried to drill for more. I stuck my tongue as far into that tunnel as I could and twisted that probing tongue in circles, lapping up as much of the nectar as I could find bookpal review . My nose was rubbing against something that seemed a little more firm than the yielding flesh I was exploring. Somewhere in my dazed and enthralled mind came the memory of her saying that her "clit" was the most sensitive of these regions. I moved my mouth up to it and found a small nub that was firm and sticking out. It seemed to be begging to have some attention paid to it. Seemingly of their own volition my fingers found their way into her tasty hole while my tongue played an insistent tattoo on that pearl. With my mouth over that nubbin and my fingers moving in and out of her honey hole I began to suck and use my lips to nibble on her clit. Suddenly she began to shake and almost convulse beneath me. Her hands grabbed the back of my head in a vise and kept me there. I was afraid I was hurting her but could not back away. So I just kept enjoying myself and hoped everything would be alright. I had no idea how a woman reacted during climax, of course, but I sure hoped it was like this! Her hole was pouring out more of that fluid and I was drinking my fill sex . Then she seemed to just go limp. I looked up and she was breathing heavily and had a beautific smile on her face. I assumed that meant she was ok, but decided to wait to see if she would let me fuck that cunt now. I may have been seconds, minutes or longer before her eyes fluttered open.
"Oh My! That was marvelous! You don't need bookpal review any further instruction in eating a woman's cunt, Baby. You do that just fine. Want to fuck that pussy now?"
I still couldn't speak, but I sure could nod with enthusiasm. I crawled up and aimed my stiff rod at her hole and plunged. And missed. After this fumbling for a few times she reached down and guided that young pole into her. I had no more finesse. I just rammed it home. I had no idea what I was supposed to do or how to make it the best for her and at that moment I just didn't give a damn. I was plunging in and out of her like all of the pistons of a V8 motor going at one time. I did not last long enough! I don't think I lasted a minute. She felt something I guess because she backed her body up on my outstroke and then kind of slid under me. I started to shoot. I have never cum that hard with my own hand. I spray painted her tits and belly and finally the hair on her pussy with my explosion. I was never to know that "first time" bliss again. I was spent. Totally drained. A few minutes went by while we recovered in silence. Then she looked at me with those knowing eyes and said we should get dressed. I looked at clock on the dash and realized that I was over an hour late getting home. I may have just fucked a real woman, but just then I was a teenaged boy that knew he was going to have to explain thing somehow when he got home sex .
We got dressed and she dropped me off at the pool so I could pick up my bike. She gave my cock one final squeeze and my lips one final kiss. And reached across the seat and opened the door. I said "thanks fuck " as I got out and the last thing I heard from her was a chuckle as the door closed. I never saw her again.
As I was riding home composing my story for my mother ( I wasn't going to tell her I had been fucking an older woman!) I thought I didn't get to fuck her ass. I wonder what that would have been like. It was a more confident guy that faced his mother a few minutes later.
She chuckled bookpal reviews ," No it is alright. You are just making me feel really good." She was so gentle and informative and sexy that I realized later she must pick up young virgins all the time.
"Now run the tip of your fingers down inside those lips. hmm Yes! Again! Feel that hole down at the bottom? That is where you are going to put your cock in a minute. Now stick your finger in a little bit. Yes that's right into that fuck hole of mine. Just push it in and out for a while. I want to feel you finger fuck me bookpal reviews . Put another finger in. It will fit! Keep fucking me with those fingers."
I can hear her in my head as I type this. I remember that time better than any since.
After I had "finger fucked" ( an new word to tell my friends!) her for a couple of minutes she guided my finger up to the top of that slippery slope and I felt a little bulb sticking out bookpal complaints . I wanted to see it and was bending low to get a closer look. She pulled my head down and my knees fell to the floor boards. So now I was literally between her legs and kneeling on the floor with my face inches from that pussy. It smelled different that anything I had ever smelled. I found that I really liked that smell! I mean really like it! My naked cock was beginning to hurt it was so hard. Here I had just cum and was in danger of getting blue balls already bookpal complaints!
She began to pull my head forward towards that intoxicating smell. I was eager to comply. My tongue was already searching for a taste of that treasure. It landed rather unceremoniously on her thigh. I quickly re-aimed and found the outer lips. I just started licking anything my tongue came in contact with. Not much finesse but a lot of enthusiasm! Then I slipped into the valley of those sweet inner lips. Again with the enthusiasm I sucked on them and slurped everywhere, trying to force that taste into my mouth. My exploring tongue found her honey hole and I tried to drill for more. I stuck my tongue as far into that tunnel as I could and twisted that probing tongue in circles, lapping up as much of the nectar as I could find bookpal review . My nose was rubbing against something that seemed a little more firm than the yielding flesh I was exploring. Somewhere in my dazed and enthralled mind came the memory of her saying that her "clit" was the most sensitive of these regions. I moved my mouth up to it and found a small nub that was firm and sticking out. It seemed to be begging to have some attention paid to it. Seemingly of their own volition my fingers found their way into her tasty hole while my tongue played an insistent tattoo on that pearl. With my mouth over that nubbin and my fingers moving in and out of her honey hole I began to suck and use my lips to nibble on her clit. Suddenly she began to shake and almost convulse beneath me. Her hands grabbed the back of my head in a vise and kept me there. I was afraid I was hurting her but could not back away. So I just kept enjoying myself and hoped everything would be alright. I had no idea how a woman reacted during climax, of course, but I sure hoped it was like this! Her hole was pouring out more of that fluid and I was drinking my fill sex . Then she seemed to just go limp. I looked up and she was breathing heavily and had a beautific smile on her face. I assumed that meant she was ok, but decided to wait to see if she would let me fuck that cunt now. I may have been seconds, minutes or longer before her eyes fluttered open.
"Oh My! That was marvelous! You don't need bookpal review any further instruction in eating a woman's cunt, Baby. You do that just fine. Want to fuck that pussy now?"
I still couldn't speak, but I sure could nod with enthusiasm. I crawled up and aimed my stiff rod at her hole and plunged. And missed. After this fumbling for a few times she reached down and guided that young pole into her. I had no more finesse. I just rammed it home. I had no idea what I was supposed to do or how to make it the best for her and at that moment I just didn't give a damn. I was plunging in and out of her like all of the pistons of a V8 motor going at one time. I did not last long enough! I don't think I lasted a minute. She felt something I guess because she backed her body up on my outstroke and then kind of slid under me. I started to shoot. I have never cum that hard with my own hand. I spray painted her tits and belly and finally the hair on her pussy with my explosion. I was never to know that "first time" bliss again. I was spent. Totally drained. A few minutes went by while we recovered in silence. Then she looked at me with those knowing eyes and said we should get dressed. I looked at clock on the dash and realized that I was over an hour late getting home. I may have just fucked a real woman, but just then I was a teenaged boy that knew he was going to have to explain thing somehow when he got home sex .
We got dressed and she dropped me off at the pool so I could pick up my bike. She gave my cock one final squeeze and my lips one final kiss. And reached across the seat and opened the door. I said "thanks fuck " as I got out and the last thing I heard from her was a chuckle as the door closed. I never saw her again.
As I was riding home composing my story for my mother ( I wasn't going to tell her I had been fucking an older woman!) I thought I didn't get to fuck her ass. I wonder what that would have been like. It was a more confident guy that faced his mother a few minutes later.
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