She reached out and wrapped her hand around my steel shaft. The surprise and warmth were too much.
“Oh my god, Lisa. That feels so fucking good.”
“Yeah, it feels good in my hand too. All hard and smooth and so warm. Would you like me to stroke you like you were doing the other day?”
“Yes, please,” was all I could manage to say.
She stroked upward, stopping at my glans before moving back down to the base. A few more strokes and a large bubble of liquid oozed out of my pee-hole and ran down over her fingers. She halted her movement, simply holding me in her hand, and looked at my discharge.
“Did you cum already? What is that clear stuff?”
“That’s pre-cum. It’s a lubricant to make it easier to slide into a vagina. Your vagina also makes lube when you get excited.”
“Oh yeah, I remember learning about this. The teacher warned us that even this stuff can get me pregnant if I’m not careful. But I love the way it feels, all warm and slippery.”
She continued a leisurely stroke, wiping the wetness all over my shaft. It felt spectacular and I knew that I’d be able to cum if she kept it up. But the surprises weren’t over yet.
“Am I doing it right? Will this give you an orgasm?”
“Yes, you are doing it perfectly and yes, I will be able to cum very soon. But as you saw before, it’ll be messy.”
“Hmm, maybe we can do something about that,” she cooed.
Without warning, she leaned forward and kissed the head of my cock, licking up some pre-cum. I saw her taste the slippery substance and then open her lips and engulf my glans in her warmth. The sensation of her tongue swirling around my cockhead kicked my orgasm closer to the surface.
“Oh, god, that feels so good. Please don’t stop.”
I saw her smile around my cock and watched as she slipped a few more inches into her mouth. It was unbelievably wet and warm, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. She slid her lips up and down my shaft while her hand continued to stroke me. I could feel my balls tightening and I had to warn her.
“Lisa, baby,” I struggled to say. “I’m about to cum, so you may want to take me out of your mouth.”
She didn’t respond, but I felt her grip tighten, and her hand started stroking faster. Within seconds, my orgasm ignited, and the first jet of semen barreled out of my cock and hit her in the back of her throat. She tried to hold on, but as the second and third spurts erupted, she pulled me out of her mouth and began coughing. She managed to maintain her stroke as my cock spurted all over us.
She was still hacking and coughing, but it seems the worst had passed. My cock was still rigid, but it had run out of ammunition and no longer was spurting.
“You can stop now, baby,” I managed to say. “You did a fantastic job and it felt unbelievably good. I never would have believed this was your first time doing this.”
“The taste wasn’t bad at all,” she said. “Kind of salty, but only a little bitter. I’ve heard the taste can vary, so I guess I got lucky!.”
She sat back in the chair and assessed the damage. Her hand was coated in semen and a few drips had landed on her jeans. A bigger glob hung from her hair, and to me, she looked like the sexiest woman on earth. My thighs were also splattered, so I grabbed some napkins from the table and cleaned both of us the best I could.
“Yes, it was my first time doing this, but I’ve heard all about it from my girlfriends. So I had a good idea of what to expect. Plus, some of my girlfriend’s dads have dirty magazines that show women doing all kinds of sex stuff. They’re very educational.” She stood up and pushed some chairs out of the way. “Most of my girlfriends have even had sex already, and here I am, a high school senior, and I’ve only gone on dates with chaperones.”
“Wow, your parents are even stricter than I imagined. How do you deal with all the pent-up sexual frustration? I mean, forgive me for sounding crude, but don’t you get horny?”
“Sure, I get horny. I’m incredibly horny right now. Between feeling your hand on my ass and giving you oral sex, I’m about to scream!”
“Are you willing to let me help you with your ‘problem’? I’d love to give you the same pleasure you gave me.”
I could see she was hesitant. Given her restricted dating, the thought of a man touching her had to be scary.
“Let me ask you,” I said. “Do you masturbate? Have you ever had an orgasm?”
Her face reddened at hearing the question. I worried that I had overstepped and ruined the moment.
“That seems very personal,” she began. “But then when you’ve just had a man’s penis in your mouth, I guess personal goes out the window.” She lifted herself and sat on the conference table before resuming. “Yes, I masturbate. I have a hairbrush with a perfectly sized handle. And I’ve gotten very good with my fingers. Plus, if we’re being all open here, my girlfriend and I have even given each other oral sex. I really enjoyed that one time, but now she has a boyfriend and isn’t interested anymore.”
I was amazed at her candor. Perhaps I could convince her to let me return the favor and at the same time give myself even more enjoyment.
“I appreciate you trusting me with such personal information,” I said. “So, I ask again, would you like me to help give you an orgasm?”
She shifted uncomfortably, but I could see her eyes shining with possibilities. “Okay, I think we could have some fun. But I’m telling you right now, your penis is not going anywhere near my vagina! Not only am I a virgin, but I’m also not on any birth control. So anything we do would have to be penis free.”
I laughed and said, “I had no plans of using my penis on you. I was thinking more like fingers and mouth if that would be okay.”
“Okay, I guess I need to take my jeans off?
“Let me help,” I said. “It will add to the experience.”
Since she was sitting on top of the table, I stood in front of her and removed her sneakers and socks. She had lovely bare feet with a touch of pale pink polish on each toe. I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the zipper down. She lifted her butt, which allowed me to completely remove her pants. Now she was wearing only underwear, and as plain as they were, they still looked fucking amazing. Like her bra, her panties were pure white and of a modest cut. I could see that the small triangle of fabric between her legs was darkened with moisture.
Again she lifted her butt and I slid her panties over her hips and down her legs. I removed them and, without thinking, held the crotch to my nose and inhaled, savoring her musky scent.
“That’s a little weird!” she exclaimed. “Is a girl’s smelly underwear a turn-on for boys?
“Oh yeah, it is one of the sexiest scents in the world for guys. Just smelling you is making me hard again.”
I looked down at her golden triangle of pubic hair. It was well trimmed, with nicely shaped edges. I sat on the chair, positioned myself between her legs, and started kissing her tummy. I trailed kisses up and down her thighs and all over her abdomen, teasing her.
“That tickles, but feels nice too,” she whispered.
Using my fingers, I gently spread her labia and saw the glistening juices within. I wiped my fingers through her crease, making them slippery, and then ran them back and forth through her warmth. I leaned in closer and found the small hood of her clitoris. Using one fingertip, I gently nudged her little button into the open. Just touching this area sent shocks rippling through her body.
“Ooh, ooh, that feels fantastic,” she cooed. “Much better than when I touch myself.”
Not wanting to move too fast, I slid my finger down and touched the entry to her vagina. This spot was oozing juices and felt incredibly warm. I inserted just the tip of my finger and pushed inside her, feeling only a little resistance. Her vaginal sleeve gripped my finger and welcomed me into her secret place. By now, my cock was fully erect and wishing it could trade places with my finger.
It was time. I lowered my mouth to her pussy and licked her entire wet cleft, making sure to tickle her clit with my tongue.
“Oh, God, forgive me,” she moaned. “ I know this is sinful, but why did you make it feel so good?”
I began licking her pussy while I used my finger to tickle the little nub of her clit. Every few passes, I plunged my tongue into the tightness of her vagina, enjoying the taste of her nectar. Her juices were flowing freely and I attempted to lap up every drop. I could feel her body pressing upward to increase the pressure on my tongue, and I knew she must be getting close.
My tongue licked her faster and faster as I started making small circles over her clit with my finger. Suddenly, her entire body stiffened, and her hips jerked upward, mashing her pussy tight against my mouth. Her muscles were spasming as the orgasm rocked her from head to toe.
“Oh, oh, oh, ooooooohhhhhhhh” she yelled as her body thrashed with pleasure.
As fast as it hit, I felt her orgasm leave her. Her body collapsed back to the table and her muscles relaxed. I slowed my fingers and tongue as I eased her back to Earth. A warm trickle of juices flowed out of her, coating my hand and puddling on the table.
“Stop, please stop,” she called out. “I’m too sensitive now.”
I sat up and looked at my glistening fingers before licking them clean. These juices were fresh and tasted like ambrosia. As she sat in her post-orgasmic bliss, I had time to ponder what I was doing. Why was I engaged in sex games with a high school senior? What kind of asshole messes around with someone so inexperienced? Part of my brain tried to rationalize my actions as simply harmless sex play. But the rest of my brain knew that was a lie.
“That was pretty cool to watch,” I said. “You have a strong sex drive and your orgasms are erotic as hell. My cock is still hard from watching you cum.”
“That felt so nice,” she said in a dreamy voice.” Definitely a top-ten orgasm. Maybe top-five. Your tongue felt especially nice. I’m sorry to hear you’re hard again, but I’m too worn out to help.”
“That’s okay,” I said, smiling. “But would it be okay if I masturbated while looking at your gorgeous body?”
“Sure, as long as I don’t have to move. I’ll just sit here while you do your thing.”
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