YippieSkip
07-24-2009, 09:45 AM
This is my first story I've ever posted, and is no where near as good as I can write. My next one, "The Maid and the Mistress", should prove to be amazing! I only have the first chapter of that one done and it gave my editor, dan569, some pretty hot dreams! He's the one who introdued barely legal virginal me to this site, naughty boy!
Well, hope you guys like this one, if you have any tips, suggestions, or story ideas (I take requests!) I will happy to hear them! There will be subsequent chapters for this story.
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Chapter 1
I had wanted this for so long, and couldn't believe it was finally happening; she was so pretty...
Alone in her room, I was nervous, but didn’t think she was. She was older though, she'd done this before, and I could only hope the age difference excited her. It wasn't a huge difference, about five years, but we both still looked young enough to not even really be able to tell.
Like me, she was tall and slender, but had an androgynous look that drove me absolutely wild. She was darker skinned than me, and I longed to pet her short dark hair. I could smell her shampoo from across the room. Sweet.
I didn't know what I should say, if anything, and felt so stupid. She was reading, and just being next to her was making me anxious. The tension in the room was getting me really hot, and as it was taking all my power to keep from fidgeting, I got up and left. I needed to cool down. I went into the kitchen for a glass of water, then to the bathroom to splash some on my face. I looked into the mirror- no makeup, dark blonde hair pulled back, but still pretty; and told myself, 'Relax! You'll be fine no matter what happens. She hasn't made any advances so she probably doesn't even want to have sex. Just go back into her room and turn on the T.V’.
When I went back into her room she immediately backed me up against the wall, then stared at me while reaching over to close and lock the door. I looked up into her dark eyes, silently begging her to do...anything. I could feel the heat from between her legs and was it was starting to get me wet. Her eyes narrowed as if trying to read me, then she leaned down for a kiss.
She was hesitant at first, and I'm sure I was stiff, but I moaned in relief, I couldn’t help it, and I think that made us more comfortable. I wanted to put my hands on her so bad, but didn't know if that was what she wanted, so I just kept them clenched at my sides. She, however, gently ran her fingertips over my body, not lingering anywhere, and with just enough pressure for me to for me to feel it. When I finally got to taste that sugar-sweet pierced tongue, I ground my pelvis into hers, and pulled her head closer. I felt her hurry to unbutton my jeans as I dug my nails into her skull, and kissed her harder. Then I had those perfectly manicured fingers exploring me ("You're already wet"), and had to fight to stay under control. But she was good, really good; I had to pull away and bite her neck to keep from crying out. My knees started shaking, and I drove my thumbs hard into the pressure points on her hips.
She jumped back. "Whoa! What… how did you do that?"
I smiled, "I can do it with my mouth, too."
"You're that good with your mouth?" she seemed excited, "Get on the bed." I walked across the room and lay back on my elbows, watching her. Just slow enough to torture me, she stripped to her bra and panties. Without saying a word, I pulled my top over my head, except I wore no bra. She came to the foot of the bed to take off my jeans, and saw no panties either. She sat down next to me and began stroking my breasts, and then she started licking them as she slipped her hand once more between my legs. Her thin fingers massaging my hood felt fantastic, so I tilted my hips up to her hand. She was getting more aggressive with her mouth, biting and sucking, and I let my head fall back to moan for her. She slid her fingers into me, locating my G-spot before starting to kiss her way down my body. When she reached my waist I stopped her.
"No", I said, "Not yet. I want you to be first." The look she gave me showed that that was not what she had been expecting, but she looked pretty stoked. She lay down next to me and waited.
I reached over and unhooked her bra from the front. Her tits were small and pretty, just how I liked them. I saw that her thong tied at the sides, and pulled the strings loose with relish. I was getting more and more turned on with every new part of her exposed. I knew better than to stop and think about what I was going to do, so I just started touching her. It felt so strange, playing with a pussy that wasn't mine, so I tried to do the things I like doing to myself, though it was harder to do backwards. I couldn't tell how much she was enjoying it, so I leaned down to bite her ear, "Tell me what you like." All I wanted was to go down on her, and I needed her to be wet first.
She was starting to moan, and whispered, "Do that thing with your mouth." So I slid down and put my lips on the inside of her hip, then gently traced a few letters with my tongue. I heard her gasp, and hoped to God she was imagining how my mouth would feel on her cunt. I shifted until I was lying between her legs, (I could smell her cum and couldn’t wait to taste it) then set my tongue flat on her skin and started licking hard. She started to whine and buck, so I gripped the inside of one of her thighs to try and hold her down. I did it as hard and fast as I could until I didn't think she could take it much longer, then eased up and began kissing her belly. "Wow", she laughed.
I locked eyes with her for a moment; I could see the lust therein, and felt her hand on my head, pushing me farther down. My whole body went rigid with desire. I kneeled at the foot of the bed, and beckoned her to the edge. I was almost drooling. Then I reached under her thighs and bent her knees, spreading her legs. I could see how wet she was. I kissed, licked, and bit her thighs, then bowed my head and began running my open lips over her labia, without tongue. I wanted to heighten her sensations, and this doubled as a teaser for myself; I was breathing almost as hard as she.
I opened my mouth wide enough to take in most of her pussy, then gently sucked and massaged it with my tongue. Then I took just her clit in my mouth and rubbed it between my tongue and palate. She was so sweet. I drew back and started the classic motion, just licking from bottom to top, but I did it on either side of her clit before heading to the middle. She was starting to make more noise, and every sound she made got me more and more excited. It was hard to stay calm.
To figure out what kind of motions she liked, I wrote the alphabet. As I expected, she got the most pleasure from circles, so I swirled my tongue for the next few minutes. Both directions, and all speeds. I tried some spirals too; I would start wide and slow, and then gradually get tighter and faster before switching directions. That drove her wild.
I decided to give her a break before I used the most intense thing I knew on her, so I started kissing back up her thighs. She panted and swore before relaxing, thinking I was just finishing up, so I put two fingers inside her to catch her attention. Then I rubbed her clit for a minute before parting her lips, exposing the head. I paused for a minute (the look she gave me said that she had no I idea what I was going to do, but wanted it) then lowered my head back to her.
I ran my tongue up and down under her hood, starting soft, smiling at how quickly she started moaning and begging me not to stop. She grabbed me by my hair to pull me deeper into her crotch, and I swooned. I swore into her cunt and scratched my nails down her sides as I let my mouth go crazy.
We got pretty loud. She raised herself up to her elbows, screaming and cursing ("Get it bitch") and wrapped her legs loosely around my neck. I pushed myself back to look at her and fingerfucked her hard, "Do you like that that?" I loved watching her bounce around with every thrust:
"Ooh girl don't stop that. Get your fucking face back down there though." I squealed then laughed with pleasure as she pulled my hair and held me down. Her moans rose in pitch as I struggled to ride out her bucks; her yummy juice was all over my face. She was tight, making fucking her even more difficult, but even still I raised and curled my fingers to hit her g-spot perfectly, and got my tongue back under that hood.
"Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Don't stop... Ooh harder baby. Yeah! Like that! Just like that! Oh, Oh! Pull it out, pull it out!" So I did. Just in time for my open mouth to catch a stream of hot liquid sugar. "Oh, fuck," she said, and released me. Giggling, I kissed my way back up to her face.
Well, hope you guys like this one, if you have any tips, suggestions, or story ideas (I take requests!) I will happy to hear them! There will be subsequent chapters for this story.
-Skip
Chapter 1
I had wanted this for so long, and couldn't believe it was finally happening; she was so pretty...
Alone in her room, I was nervous, but didn’t think she was. She was older though, she'd done this before, and I could only hope the age difference excited her. It wasn't a huge difference, about five years, but we both still looked young enough to not even really be able to tell.
Like me, she was tall and slender, but had an androgynous look that drove me absolutely wild. She was darker skinned than me, and I longed to pet her short dark hair. I could smell her shampoo from across the room. Sweet.
I didn't know what I should say, if anything, and felt so stupid. She was reading, and just being next to her was making me anxious. The tension in the room was getting me really hot, and as it was taking all my power to keep from fidgeting, I got up and left. I needed to cool down. I went into the kitchen for a glass of water, then to the bathroom to splash some on my face. I looked into the mirror- no makeup, dark blonde hair pulled back, but still pretty; and told myself, 'Relax! You'll be fine no matter what happens. She hasn't made any advances so she probably doesn't even want to have sex. Just go back into her room and turn on the T.V’.
When I went back into her room she immediately backed me up against the wall, then stared at me while reaching over to close and lock the door. I looked up into her dark eyes, silently begging her to do...anything. I could feel the heat from between her legs and was it was starting to get me wet. Her eyes narrowed as if trying to read me, then she leaned down for a kiss.
She was hesitant at first, and I'm sure I was stiff, but I moaned in relief, I couldn’t help it, and I think that made us more comfortable. I wanted to put my hands on her so bad, but didn't know if that was what she wanted, so I just kept them clenched at my sides. She, however, gently ran her fingertips over my body, not lingering anywhere, and with just enough pressure for me to for me to feel it. When I finally got to taste that sugar-sweet pierced tongue, I ground my pelvis into hers, and pulled her head closer. I felt her hurry to unbutton my jeans as I dug my nails into her skull, and kissed her harder. Then I had those perfectly manicured fingers exploring me ("You're already wet"), and had to fight to stay under control. But she was good, really good; I had to pull away and bite her neck to keep from crying out. My knees started shaking, and I drove my thumbs hard into the pressure points on her hips.
She jumped back. "Whoa! What… how did you do that?"
I smiled, "I can do it with my mouth, too."
"You're that good with your mouth?" she seemed excited, "Get on the bed." I walked across the room and lay back on my elbows, watching her. Just slow enough to torture me, she stripped to her bra and panties. Without saying a word, I pulled my top over my head, except I wore no bra. She came to the foot of the bed to take off my jeans, and saw no panties either. She sat down next to me and began stroking my breasts, and then she started licking them as she slipped her hand once more between my legs. Her thin fingers massaging my hood felt fantastic, so I tilted my hips up to her hand. She was getting more aggressive with her mouth, biting and sucking, and I let my head fall back to moan for her. She slid her fingers into me, locating my G-spot before starting to kiss her way down my body. When she reached my waist I stopped her.
"No", I said, "Not yet. I want you to be first." The look she gave me showed that that was not what she had been expecting, but she looked pretty stoked. She lay down next to me and waited.
I reached over and unhooked her bra from the front. Her tits were small and pretty, just how I liked them. I saw that her thong tied at the sides, and pulled the strings loose with relish. I was getting more and more turned on with every new part of her exposed. I knew better than to stop and think about what I was going to do, so I just started touching her. It felt so strange, playing with a pussy that wasn't mine, so I tried to do the things I like doing to myself, though it was harder to do backwards. I couldn't tell how much she was enjoying it, so I leaned down to bite her ear, "Tell me what you like." All I wanted was to go down on her, and I needed her to be wet first.
She was starting to moan, and whispered, "Do that thing with your mouth." So I slid down and put my lips on the inside of her hip, then gently traced a few letters with my tongue. I heard her gasp, and hoped to God she was imagining how my mouth would feel on her cunt. I shifted until I was lying between her legs, (I could smell her cum and couldn’t wait to taste it) then set my tongue flat on her skin and started licking hard. She started to whine and buck, so I gripped the inside of one of her thighs to try and hold her down. I did it as hard and fast as I could until I didn't think she could take it much longer, then eased up and began kissing her belly. "Wow", she laughed.
I locked eyes with her for a moment; I could see the lust therein, and felt her hand on my head, pushing me farther down. My whole body went rigid with desire. I kneeled at the foot of the bed, and beckoned her to the edge. I was almost drooling. Then I reached under her thighs and bent her knees, spreading her legs. I could see how wet she was. I kissed, licked, and bit her thighs, then bowed my head and began running my open lips over her labia, without tongue. I wanted to heighten her sensations, and this doubled as a teaser for myself; I was breathing almost as hard as she.
I opened my mouth wide enough to take in most of her pussy, then gently sucked and massaged it with my tongue. Then I took just her clit in my mouth and rubbed it between my tongue and palate. She was so sweet. I drew back and started the classic motion, just licking from bottom to top, but I did it on either side of her clit before heading to the middle. She was starting to make more noise, and every sound she made got me more and more excited. It was hard to stay calm.
To figure out what kind of motions she liked, I wrote the alphabet. As I expected, she got the most pleasure from circles, so I swirled my tongue for the next few minutes. Both directions, and all speeds. I tried some spirals too; I would start wide and slow, and then gradually get tighter and faster before switching directions. That drove her wild.
I decided to give her a break before I used the most intense thing I knew on her, so I started kissing back up her thighs. She panted and swore before relaxing, thinking I was just finishing up, so I put two fingers inside her to catch her attention. Then I rubbed her clit for a minute before parting her lips, exposing the head. I paused for a minute (the look she gave me said that she had no I idea what I was going to do, but wanted it) then lowered my head back to her.
I ran my tongue up and down under her hood, starting soft, smiling at how quickly she started moaning and begging me not to stop. She grabbed me by my hair to pull me deeper into her crotch, and I swooned. I swore into her cunt and scratched my nails down her sides as I let my mouth go crazy.
We got pretty loud. She raised herself up to her elbows, screaming and cursing ("Get it bitch") and wrapped her legs loosely around my neck. I pushed myself back to look at her and fingerfucked her hard, "Do you like that that?" I loved watching her bounce around with every thrust:
"Ooh girl don't stop that. Get your fucking face back down there though." I squealed then laughed with pleasure as she pulled my hair and held me down. Her moans rose in pitch as I struggled to ride out her bucks; her yummy juice was all over my face. She was tight, making fucking her even more difficult, but even still I raised and curled my fingers to hit her g-spot perfectly, and got my tongue back under that hood.
"Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Don't stop... Ooh harder baby. Yeah! Like that! Just like that! Oh, Oh! Pull it out, pull it out!" So I did. Just in time for my open mouth to catch a stream of hot liquid sugar. "Oh, fuck," she said, and released me. Giggling, I kissed my way back up to her face.