Just then, I felt it. Her pussy tightened around my toungue and fingers, and she came. She didn’t quite scream. It was more of a loud moan. Nevertheless, it was the hottest thing in the history of ever. She even squirted a tiny bit, and, again, it tasted great. I pulled back, and just watched her in her state of bliss. She writhed and twitched for a good fifteen seconds after I stopped. I didn’t know I could do that. But I did it. And I did it to Jill.
I still couldn’t believe this was happening.
When she calmed down, I climbed into bed with her, and hugged her. She was laughing, catching her breath from the orgasm.
“Thank you,” she said, looking into my eyes, smiling.
“You’re welcome.”
She sat up and pushed me back down. I was on my back, and she was now kneeling next to me.
“Do you have a condom?” she asked.
“No,” I said. I didn’t. I wasn’t expecting to get laid this weekend. HOLY SHIT I WAS ABOUT TO GET LAID. Jill wanted to fuck me! This was about to happen. Holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit… Everything I’ve ever wanted in my entire life could not amount to how much I wanted this.
“That’s okay,” she said. Wow. Not only was I going to get to fuck her, I was going to get to fuck her raw. I almost passed out from excitement.
She mounted me, sitting on my lower stomach. She pushed herself back, and glided her pussy lips along my cock, the same way she did when we still had bottoms on. Only this time, we were naked. I was feeling Jill’s pussy against my cock. I’m sorry, but this was just unbelievable. How was this real life?
She did that a few times, then pushed herself up with one hand on my lower stomach, and used the other hand to take my cock. She held it, hovering over it, and looked at me.
“Are you ready?” she said.
“Yes.”
She slowly lowered herself, insterting just the tip for a second or two, then going down…down…down…until my whole cock was buried inside her. I could hardly contain myself, it felt so good. I clenched the sheets, bit my lip, closed my eyes, and tilted my head back. It was so tight, and so warm. She pushed herself back up slowly, giving herself a small jolt of pleasure while doing so, then lowered herself back down. She was fucking me.
She went up and down, up and down, going faster and harder with every movement. I rubbed her thighs for a while, then grabbed her hips. When I did that, she started grinding instead of bouncing. My cock was balls deep inside her, as she gyrated her hips back and forth. I’d never felt something so amazing. Noelle was like fucking a doll, compared to Jill. Because Jill wasn’t a girl…she was a woman. A woman with experience.
She was grinding back and forth when I started to feel like I was going to cum.
“Stop,” I said. She stopped, without questioning why. She knew. “I don’t know how we’re gonna do this…you’re making me wanna cum so soon.”
“It’s fine. We’ll make it work.” She was just too nice. Too perfect. But why was she doing this? Was she actually attracted to me all along? Was she waiting until I was 18? What was the deal?
She lifted herself off my cock, and kneeled next to me again.
“What do you wanna do?” What did I wanna do? Fuck her, that’s what!
“What do you mean?”
“I’m pretty open. Whatever you wanna do, I’ll probably do it.” Wow. She was going to let me pick what we do in bed? Does this woman get anymore perfect!? I had to think about what I wanted to do. I didn’t want to cum yet, but there’s not really much I can do to her, other than finger her or eat her out, and I just did that.
“It’s up to you,” I said. She looked off to the side, as though she was thinking. But then I thought of something. “I have something.”
“What?”
“It’s uh…kinda…weird. It’s just something I’ve been wanting to do to you for, like, ever.”
“What is it?”
“Can I motorboat you?”
“Sure,” she laughed. Hell yes. I was gonna be able to fulfill every little fantasy tonight. And I had so many.
I sat up, stuck my head between her tits, and motorboated the shit out of her for a good thirty seconds.
“Happy now?” she said with a smile on her face.
“Very,” I said. “I also have something else.”
“Whatever you want, Alex.”
“I just wanna squeeze your ass.”
“That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
“But you already did that.”
“I wanna squeeze it while you wear your favorite jeans.”
“Okay…? Why?”
“Because you have no idea how many times you were over my house, in nice tight-fitting jeans, that I just wanted to squeeze your ass. Now I finally can.”
“Okay, then.” She got up, went to her room, and came back in some skinny jeans. I stood up, gave her a hug, and squeezed away. Massaging her butt, giving it a few little spanks, and squeezing some more. After about a minute of just doing that, I figured that was enough. We both sat on the bed as I thought of something else I wanted to do.
“Here’s an even weirder request,” I said after a minute or so.
“What’s that?”
“Can you get completely dressed in an outfit that you would wear to my house?”
“Sure…” When she gave me a confused look, I had to insist it would make sense.
“Just go with it.” She did. She left, got dressed, and came back wearing the same jeans, and a bra and the white t-shirt I loved. “Oh, perfect.”
“Now what?” she asked, standing there, all dressed.
I asked if she could go outside the house, and come back in. Being the greatest person ever that she is, she agreed. I threw on my tshirt and shorts, and met her at the door. When she walked in, I gave her a bigger hug than I’d ever given her, lifting her off the ground, feeling her magnificent tits squish up against me, while squeezing her ass. She made it even better by wrapping her legs around my waist. I gave her a huge kiss on the mouth, and carried her back to the guest room.
I threw her on the bed, dropped my shorts, took off my shirt, and then did the same to her — took off her shirt and her pants, leaving her in her underwear.
“Why are you doing this exactly?” she asked, lying on the bed in her black bra and panties.
“This is what I’ve wanted to do to you every time you walked through our door, for the past seven years.” She looked at me and smiled, with an ‘aww!’ expression on her face at the same time.
“So now what?” she said, sitting up on the bed.
“I wanna fuck you,” I said, with zero hesitation.
“How?” I had to think about this one. I wanted to fuck her in every way possible, but how was I going to start? I stood there, looking her up and down. She smiled.
“How ’bout we start off with doggy?” she said, as she turned over onto her belly. That sounded good to me.
She got into position, face on the bed, ass in the air, kneeling. I slid her panties off her. I held my cock in one hand, placed the other hand on the small of her back, and pressed the tip against her pussy lips. She was looking back at me, smiling.
“Gentle at first,” she said. I slid the tip in, and held it there for a few seconds. I pushed in just a little bit, and she let out a small “mm”. With only the tip and the first inch or so of my shaft in, I started thrusting. Which each thrust, I went in just a tiny bit deeper. By the tenth thrust, I was about halfway in. I decided to just go for it. I pulled back, and thrusted every inch into her, as hard as I could. She clenched the sheets, and gasped.
“Oh, fuck!” I didn’t know if it hurt or felt good, but since she didn’t say otherwise, I continued. I fucked her hard, every inch of my cock going deep into her pussy. I went for as long as I could, as hard and fast as I could, for about 30 seconds, then slowed down. “Mmmm, don’t stop,” she said. I didn’t want to seem weak, so I jumped right back in, shoving my whole cock inside her. I fucked her and fucked her, wanting to get her to climax. But I was starting to feel like I was going to cum, so I pulled out as fast as I could. As I did so, Jill arched her back and moaned: “Uuuhhhh!!!” I looked at her pussy and it was pulsating. I pulled out in just enough time to make her cum, and keep myself from cumming. That’s what you call perfect timing.
She orgasmed for a few seconds, then collapsed onto the bed. She just lied there, out of breath. I stood there, watching her.
“How…the fuck…do you do that?” she said, panting. “No guy has ever been able to make me cum like you do.” Wow. Was I really that good?
“Maybe it’s my dick,” I said. “Maybe it’s a good size and shape for your pussy, because I can’t make Noelle cum like I make you cum. And your pussy feels so much better than hers.”
“I guess that makes sense,” she said, turning over onto her back. “Now fuck me again.” She pushed herself to the edge of the bed, spread her leags, and bent her legs so that her knees were up. I moved toward her, my cock throbbing, still ready to cum. I rub the tip along her labia.
“I, um…” I said, somewhat embarassed. “If I keep going, I’m gonna cum. Like, really soon.”
“So?” she said, bluntly.
“Well, I don’t know about you, but I wanna keep going for as long as we possibly can.”
“It’s getting kinda late, so I think we should finish this up and get to bed.” That was a bummer. I wanted to fuck her all night. She saw the disappointment on my face. “What else did you wanna do tonight?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “Anything. Everything. I’ve wanted you for so long, and now we’re here. I just don’t want this moment to end.”
She sat up, put her hand on my cheek, and smiled.
“This isn’t the end,” she said. She kissed me, softly but passionately. “Trust me.”
That was such an amazing thing to hear. Whatever it was that made her decide to do this wasn’t going to go away. She wanted this to keep going on. She wanted to have this sexual relationship. And I couldn’t have wanted anything more.
So she lied back down, her legs spread, knees up, and I started rubbing my cock on her labia. I did what I did before, and just went for it. I pushed every inch into her, causing her to arch her back again. But this time, she screamed. “OH FFFFUCK!!!!” She clenched the sheets and writhed around, arching her back. “Oh m-my f-f-fucking g-god! I fu-ucking l-love you! Do…do that a-again.” She could hardly speak, it felt so good.
So I complied. I pulled all the way out, held it for a second, then rammed myself all the way back into her.
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