“Do you like that?” she asked,
Peter just shook his head and gasped, unable to speak.
Erin giggled, thrilled that she was giving Peter pleasure. She went back to his shaft with no hesitation now, slathering long licks down and up his length, delighting in the smell, the feel, and the taste of a hard cock.
She licked back up to the tip and kissed all over, gobbling up the new flow of pre-cum oozing out. Peter was trying his best to be a gentleman but couldn’t control himself anymore. While Erin’s lips were pressed to the head of his shaft he held the back of her neck and thrust his hips up. Erin’s lips opened as his pulsing erection pushed into her mouth.
Erin’s lips wrapped around a hard cock for the first time. It made her dizzy with excitement. The thought of fellatio had repulsed her when she first heard of it, but now she was in the back seat of a car, sucking on a stiff penis and it thrilled her. The hard flesh throbbed against her pursed lips as it filled her mouth.
Erin squealed with delight. She pulled back and pushed back down, sucking his shaft and fisting the base in her hand. Even though it was her first time, within moments Erin was blowing Peter with abandon. She was a natural. She discovered that she loved sucking Peter’s hard cock. She eagerly bobbed up and down his pole, spit drooling from her lips, her hands pumping his shaft. She buzzed with sexual energy.
Peter was bouncing off the seat now, thrusting up with each stroke of Erin’s pistoning head. She wanted to do everything in her power to make him feel good. Erin was aware that Peter would probably ejaculate soon but had no idea what that would be like. Would it be a lot? she wondered. Does it just kind of seep out, like the stuff that’s already dripping? Erin had no idea. I can use my hand at the very end and watch, she decided.
Peter was shaking. He had had one girl cautiously lick his cock while giving him a hand job, but none had ever taken him in her mouth before. Never had he experienced anything like this. Erin was sucking him with a purpose, as if she was starving for his climax.
He was almost there. He tapped Erin on the shoulder. “Baby!” he groaned. “I’m gonna . . . I’m gonna shoot!”
Erin was about to pull off but her animal instinct took over. She shook at the thought of semen in her mouth. She sucked harder. She wasn’t her usual, rational self, thinking about her actions and the consequences. She was acting on her primal urges, doing what felt good. And Peter’s cock in her mouth felt good, really good. The juices leaking from it were delicious to her and she was eager for what was going to happen next, whatever it was.
Peter gasped when he realized Erin intended to suck him dry. His cock pulsed on her tongue, her lips wrapped tightly around him. Feeling the surge in his loins, Peter grabbed Erin’s head and gave one final thrust upwards. “Oh, FUCK!” Peter shouted as he blasted the first pulse of hot spunk into Erin’s sucking mouth.
The initial blast shocked her. Instinctively she tried to pull back but Peter’s grip held her firm. She struggled momentarily, but as soon as she tasted it she squealed in delight. She loved Peter’s cum.
Oh, my God! she thought, I can’t believe how much there is! It shot against the roof of her mouth and dripped down on her tongue. She squeezed his shaft and rubbed his balls, milking him as he shot again and again. Erin loved the way Peter cradled her head as he flooded her mouth until he was finally drained.
Peter’s seed was the most wonderful thing Erin ever tasted. She swished it around with her tongue then closed her eyes and swallowed it down, feeling the thick, warm goo sliding down her throat like nectar.
Peter relaxed his grip and she lifted her mouth from his rod, gasping for air. Her lips were coated and pearly fluid dripped from the corners of her mouth. She could smell it on her face. She ran a finger over her lips and chin, scooping up the drips she missed and licked it clean. After Erin swabbed her face and gobbled down the last bits of sperm she lowered her head and took him back into her mouth, cleaning the juices from his shaft. She wanted every drop.
Based on the little she knew, Erin expected Peter to go soft after he shot. But to her surprise he didn’t, so she happily continued to suckle him, slowly pumping her head up and down his half-hard shaft.
Peter finally lifted Erin’s head from his lap and kissed her wetly. Erin replaced her mouth with her hand, stroking him as they made out. Peter squeezed her breasts. Erin’s pussy was on fire. She had to have him.
Erin rose up from the seat and moved her leg across Peter, straddling him. He lowered his face to her chest, licking her tits and sucking her nipples as she hovered over him. Erin held his head in her hands. Nothing mattered to her anymore except the joy of Peter’s magical cock.
Erin lowered her hips so she was sitting in Peter’s lap, facing him. She could feel his erection lined up along the folds of her soaking cunt. She rocked forward and back, rubbing herself along his length.
Erin purred into his ear, “I want you inside me.” She pulled his head to hers and kissed him wildly.
Peter’s heart skipped a beat. “You sure?” he panted.
A voice in Erin’s head screamed NO! Her first time was supposed to be with her husband, or at least the man who would end up being her husband. Not some boy she just met on a blind date at a high school dance. And definitely not in the backseat of car. It was against everything she had ever planned for herself, but the voice screaming NO! never spoke out loud.
“Uh, huh,” Erin rasped, sliding her wet pussy along his erection..
“Ummmm,” Peter mumbled, fighting to keep himself in control. “Ummmm . . . I didn’t think we would . . . I don’t . . . I don’t have any protection . . .”
Erin sagged, fear and disappointment exploding in her head. She hadn’t been thinking straight. Was she crazy? Unprotected sex?
Suddenly, a light went off in her head. I’m on the pill! she realized. Her mother had started her two years ago, explaining to Erin that she had “abnormal hormone function” and that she needed the pills to stay healthy, but at that very moment Erin realized her mother had been lying to her. THIS was why she was on the pill. Her mother knew that this day was coming and wanted to protect her. Somehow, in the backseat of the car with Peter, that made everything OK.
“Don’t worry,” Erin replied breathlessly, “I’m on the pill.”
Really? Peter thought as Erin lifted up and lined his shaft against her. That didn’t make sense to him, but when he felt the tip of his cock sliding between her lips he stopped thinking altogether. Instead he reached down to help her adjust. “Have you done this before?” he asked breathlessly, swiping his rod against her slit, looking for the opening.
Erin shook her head. “No,” she replied as she lowered her hips. The head of his rod pushed into the petals of her vagina. Erin looked down at Peter and bit her lip. “You’re my first.”
“Me too,” Peter said. He pushed up slightly as Erin pushed down, trying to make things fit.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered.
Erin shifted her weight, trying to take him in. She flexed her pelvis and felt his knob begin to enter. She shifted again and took him in a little deeper. It was tight, but neither of them stopped. Erin raised up and pushed down at the same time Peter pushed upwards. There was resistance, then suddenly everything lined up and his hard shaft thrust solidly into Erin’s virgin womb.
“EEEEEIIIIIIIAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!” she shrieked.
Peter’s thick meat penetrated Erin’s tight tunnel, stretching her open. She felt like her belly was on fire. She saw stars. Peter pushed upward more, working his way in and making Erin shriek. Peter pulled back and pushed up again, holding her hips, working to open her up, in and out, and then finally he was in all the way, their loins pressed together.
Impaled on Peter’s rod, Erin trembled and shook, experiencing feelings she never imagined. It hurt but it was amazing. Erin quickly adjusted to moving with Peter, rising and falling in time with his bouncing up and down. Soon the pain was gone and they were thrusting against each other, fucking and grunting in the backseat of Bobby’s car in the school parking lot. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, holding on tight as he pounded her from below. Erin loved it more than anything she had ever felt.
Peter was wild with lust as Erin rode him, and after cumming once he had staying power despite being a horny teenager. Gripping Erin’s ass cheeks firmly, he lifted her up and rolled her onto her back. Erin felt Peter looming over her, his glistening hardon sticking out, and she spread her legs wide.
“Fuck me,” she gasped. She had never even uttered the word “fuck” before but there in the backseat of the car it was what she wanted, what she needed. Erin sighed as Peter laid himself down between her thighs and slid inside her easily, as natural as could be, as if they had been coupling forever. They shared a deep kiss as Peter pumped his rigid pole into her, his chest pressed against her naked tits. Erin held her knees apart, opening herself to Peter and his amazing erection.
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