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My First Date
By: HornyJ

My date went well Wednesday night. Jake and I met a few weeks ago at the library when
we both reached for the same Kellerman book. Jake told me to go ahead and take it, and
he'd check it out when I was done. We got talking about authors we liked, and after a while he
asked if I'd like to meet him for coffee sometime. I said sure, and told him I'm usually at the
library Tuesday afternoon. He met me there the next week, and we went out for coffee. Same
the following week, but this time he asked me out for dinner and dancing. I wasn't going to
accept, but decided what the hell, can't hurt.

Jake is the first new man I've seen romantically in several years, and I found myself thinking
more and more of that. As the week went by, I found myself thinking of strange cock, and
what it would feel like, how I used to enjoy that. I'm not the type who pays a lot of attention
to checking out a guy's pants, since I've always figured "it ain't the meat, it's the motion" and
unless the guy was microscopically hung, I could help him with the motion if necessary, and
have plenty of fun. So I had no clue what Jake had, and spent a lot of time wondering; is
it thick? (love thick) ;how long is he, small, just right or too long (usually over 6-7" hurts)
While I was posting on the website Monday night, I decided how I wanted this date to end.
I was really excited all day thinking about that night. He wasn't picking me up until almost 9,
and I finally decided to check out the website. There were a couple of threads there for me,
I was flattered but didn't have time to start posting. I did go on chat, and had a couple
of guys who came for me, as I sent my pics and movies and talked nasty to them. I thanked
them for helping me get ready for my date.

I showered, shaved (smooth underneath around my pussy, and a little patch on top) and got
dressed, putting on a black dress with silver threading in it with a black lace shawl, no bra,
black satiny bikinis, dark thigh highs and black toeless heels. I did my hair and makeup,
glued on some nails and painted my toenails. Standing in front of the mirror, I realized my
nipples and panties could be seen through the dress and thought of changing, but decided
I could tolerate being self-conscious about that.

Jake picked me up right on time, and we made the trip to a nice Italian restaurant about a half
hour away. We chatted in the car about reading, k**s, divorce, etc. The restaurant was cozy, and
we sat down and ordered dinner. We made more small talk, and dinner arrived.
I started looking at his hands; he has big hands, calloused from his construction job, and thick
fingers. I started thinking about whether they'd be soft, or would they feel rough on my
skin. mmmmmmm. He was talking to me about something, but I wasn't really paying
attention, thinking about his hands on my tits, on my clit, grabbing my hips as he fucked
me, those thick fingers inside me, massaging my g-spot. My nipples got hard, and my pussy
got even wetter than it had been.

We were only halfway through dinner when I told him I wanted to go home. He was surprised,
and asked if I felt sick, or if he'd said something wrong. I said, "Nothing?s wrong, I just want to
go home, and I want you to come with me." I think he knew at this point that he was probably
going to get lucky, but he didn’t have a clue about what kind of girl I am. :) He flagged down our
waitress and asked for the check. She thought there was something wrong too, but Jake told her
everything was fine, we just had to go. She might have known what was up, because when she
looked at me, she flashed me a smile.

Jake put his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him as we walked to his car, and I
laid my head on his shoulder. I was starting to get the hang of dating again, and it was
exciting. He opened the door to let me in the car, and after walking around and getting in
himself, we started home.

The tension was thick, and I decided to break the ice by talking about the website, how much
I like doing it, and about the two guys on chat earlier that evening. He listened quietly, and I
think he was trying to decide whether I was for real. I watched the bulge in the front of his
pleated Dockers grow, and I reached over and started to rub his cock through his pants. He was
hard as rock, and I could feel him jump every time I stroked it.

"Keep driving", I told him as I started to unfasten his belt. I unbuttoned his slacks, and
lowered his zipper and rubbed him again, now only through the fabric of his boxers. I
grabbed the waistband of his shorts, and pulled it slowly down. I moaned as his cock came
into my view. His cock was beautiful, circumcised, about 6" long and a very nice thickness.
Mmmmmm, thinking of this now has me wet again. Holding his stiffness at the base, I leaned
across the seats and lowered my head into his lap. I remember thinking this was the perfect
cock for me to suck as I took it into my mouth, slowly circling my tongue around the head.
Since I've been 16 I've loved doing this for some reason, sucking a guy off while we're riding in
the car.

I licked the shaft with my hot wet tongue, leaving a trail of saliva behind to lubricate him.
Concentrating on licking and sucking the head of his cock, I begain to firmly stroke him in my
hand, then took him as deep as I could, since this is kind of an awkward position. :) Stroking
him again, I could feel him stiffen further, and increased the speed of my strokes and sucking
harder on the head. I wanted him to cum then, and told him so but he said, "No, not yet. Not
here." I didn't give up though, and my head was still in his lap as we pulled into my driveway.
We were no sooner in the house when I turned to him and hugged him, pressing my body
against him. He kissed me, and my tongue immediately found his, and I moaned into his
mouth as his hands found my ass and I pressed my mound against him. I could feel his cock
pressing back against me through the thin fabric of his pants and the thinner material of my
dress. My pussy was sooo wet, I thought at any minute now I'd feel trails of my juice
running down my thighs. I rubbed his cock through his pants as he started to hike up the
hem of my dress, and I put my left foot up on one of the kitchen chairs to give him open
access to my steaming crotch. With no preliminaries he pushed aside the crotch of my
drenched panties and thrust two fingers deep into me, instantly bringing me to my first
orgasm of the night, my first with a strange man in many years. It wasn't a terribly big cum,
but it did leave me trembling and hanging from his shoulders, wanting much much more.
I think he was starting to get an idea of what kind of girl I am.

I put both feet back on the floor and let the hem of my dress fall back down my thighs.
Looking him in the eye, I took his left hand and pressed it against my right breast, again
giving his cock a squeeze through his pants. Removing his hand from my tit, he was squeezing
and pinching my stiff nipple through the dress, I led him to a chair in the living room and
pushed him into it. He was breathing hard, and I spent a few seconds looking at him, those
huge hands resting on the arm of the chair, the rise and fall of his chest. Standing before him,
I thought of stripping for him, but decided to wait. I think giving a blow job while fully dressed
is sexy, slutty yet conservative all at once, and I did want to taste him, to feel him shooting
off in my mouth. I wasn't going to take no for an answer, not this time.

I knelt on the floor in front of him and reached up to once again undo the waist and zipper
of his pants. Grabbing his pants and boxers by the waistband, I slid them down to his calves
as he raised his hips to assist me. I gazed longingly at his hard cock, his precum from our
session in the kitchen drying on the head as he kicked off his shoes and finished removing
his slacks and underpants. I leaned forward, my lips a fraction of an inch away from his
throbbing manhood, letting my hot moist breath wash over him. My hands on his hips, I
darted my tongue out to lick the head, to taste his precum. He was very salty and really
quite bitter, but I didn't mind as it's more the sexy thought of what I'm doing that I enjoy,
not so much the taste. I've had guys who did taste very good, nutty and even sweet,
my ex was one, but that's more a bonus for me.

His cock twitched each time my hot tongue made contact, making it difficult to keep my
tongue on him without my hands to guide him. I stopped briefly, blowing cool air on the
moistened tip of his cock, then captured it between my lips, sucking him into my mouth and
massaging the underside of the crown with my tongue. His hips began to thrust slightly,
and I reached for his hands and placed them on the back of my head, his fingers entwined
in my hair. I wanted him to guide me, control me, to fuck my mouth, to use me for his
pleasure. He began to thrust deeper into my mouth and in answer to what I know he
was wondering, I pushed my head forward hard, taking his pulsing shaft fully into my
mouth, my lips in his pubic hair and the head of him squeezed into my tight throat. Now he
knew the answer, use me as hard and deep as you like, I'll take it all. mmmmm.

He was soon thrusting into me harder, his hands holding my head tightly as he pushed into my
throat, over and over. I still hadn't held his cock in my hands, giving him a hands-free bj, but I
did take his swollen balls in my left hand, gently massaging them as my right hand reached
below me, into my panties to stroke my dripping cunt and frig my throbbing clit. My nipples
were harder than they'd been all evening and, as if he could read my mind, he let go of my
head with his right hand and reached into the neck of my dress, pinching and rolling them
between his fingers, first one, then the other. Ohhhhh, I was so fucking hot now, my saliva
soaking his cock and dripping from my chin onto his balls cradled in my hand.

I felt him grow larger and harder than ever, swelling in my mouth, and knew it was time. I
increased the pressure of my fingers on my clit, and pushed forward, again taking him fully
into my tight throat and holding him there, swallowing against the head of his cock. His hips
came off the chair and he groaned loudly and I felt the first shot of his cum gush into my
throat. He was pulling my hair, trying to force himself deeper into my throat, as if that were
possible. The ministrations of my fingers on my clit, and the heat of the moment took
me over and I started to cum hard, moaning my pleasure into his pubic hair as he shot off
in my mouth, his cock throbbing and pulsing his cream directly down my throat. Like eating
oysters, I never had to swallow, just let it slide down my throat, into my belly. mmmmmmm
As his pulsing began to slow, I slowly started to pull my head back, sucking him hard the
whole way, wanting to drain every drop of cum from him. As he withdrew from my throat, I
could again taste him, bitter on my tongue. That's another benefit of having a guy shoot in my
throat like that, if he's bitter tasting, I can't actually taste it, since all the taste buds are
located on the tongue. As I reached the head, I sucked and licked him hard and he nearly
screamed, his hips again jumping off the chair. I know lots of men who get very sensitive
around the head after cumming, as my own clit does. The pleasure of having it stimulated
at that time is so intense, it's almost painful.

Taking him from my mouth, I kissed the head of his softening cock and smiled at him, then
stood up. Jake remained sitting in the chair, actually I don't think he could have stood yet,
so drained he seemed. He smiled subtly as I stood before him. I reached behind me and
lowered the zipper on my dress, shrugging it off my shoulders as it dropped into a pile on
the floor. I stood there, in nothing but my black panties and thigh highs, and of course the
black heels, my chin and lips still shiny from the wetness of the blow job, my nipples
stiff and erect. The crotch of my panties was soaked through, and I could feel my juice
trickling, cooling on my smooth inner thighs, before getting caught up in the tops of my
stockings. I think he now knew what kind of girl I am.

Soon Jake got up out of the chair and stepped toward me, his hands reaching to my breasts,
gently tugging on my nipples, his partially soft cock hanging heavily between his legs. I
turned and took his hand and walked toward my bedroom. It was cool here Wednesday
night, and the house was chilly which kept my nipples in their aroused state. As we passed
through the door into my bedroom, I stopped him, leaving him standing in the doorway as I
walked to the bed and crawled on. I turned and lay on my back, pulling a pillow under my
head, my knees up and spread wide as I pulled the crotch of the panties aside, exposing my
smooth cunt to his sight for the first time, letting him see my wetness and excitement,
raising my hips so he could see my tight little asshole as well. I slowly ran a finger from
my asshole up through my wet slit and on to my clit, which I began rubbing in circles,
moaning softly. As I masturbated for him, I saw his cock beginning to grow hard again, and
lifted my legs higher so I could reach around to my pussy with my other hand. I began fucking
two fingers into my clenching cunt, increasing the speed and pressure of the fingers on my clit.
I closed my eyes as my head began to roll from side to side, building myself toward a huge
climax. I imagined him there watching me fuck myself, his cock growing harder and harder,
wanting to come to me and to slide his cock into my hot, wet cunt. This thought sent me over
the edge, and I convulsed into a screaming orgasm, my pussy gushing my juice all over my
hand and onto the bedspread as my other hand continued furiously rubbing my clit,
strengthening and extending the explosions taking place in my clenching cunt. Slowly coming
down from my orgasm, my hips and thighs still shuddering with the aftereffects, I opened my
eyes. Sure enough, there was Jake, still in the doorway, now completely naked, his cock fully
erect and reaching for his belly button. I licked the wetness off my fingers, checking my taste,
and motioned him to come to me, my legs still spread wide.

As he stepped toward the bed, I pulled my pussy open, exposing my wet pink core and
extended clit lewdly. Looking into his eyes, I told him he'd get what he wanted soon enough,
but now it was my turn. He replied that all he wanted at this moment was to taste my
beautiful wet snatch and feel me cumming under the attack of his tongue. I love it when a
guy talks dirty to me, and I gently grazed a finger over my sensitive nub, causing my hips to
buck in the air, waving my pussy at him in an open invitation. He reached for my pussy and
I moaned, thinking he was going to jam his fingers into me again, but he instead hooked his
finger into the crotch of my panties to pull them off. To be honest, I'd hoped he'd tear them
off me, but I raised my hips to allow him to pull them down my legs and over my heels. He
dropped them on the floor beside the bed, then lay on the bed between my outstretched
thighs, and lowered his face close to my open cunt, now flowing a steady stream of juice
over my puckered asshole and onto the bedspread. Now it was I who could feel the heat of
his breath on my sex and I closed my eyes, waiting to feel the first delicious touch of his lips
and tongue on me. My hips began to thrust in anticipation, seeking his tongue on me,
attempting to force his face to my cunt.

Reaching his hands under my raised and spread thighs, he held my hips firmly, pinning them
to the bed as he at last placed his tongue against the bottom of my wet slit and slowly,
wetly licked his way to my clit. He moaned, and told me my taste was magnificent before
pressing his tongue directly against my tingling clit and starting to slowly lick it. I reached
down and again spread the lips of my pussy, directly exposing my erect clit to the wet licks of
his tongue. Jake placed his lips over my button and sucked it between them, licking it firmly
as I immediately rocketed into another hard orgasm. Using his hands on my hips, he pulled
me hard against his face, determined to maintain his stimulation of my clit even as my
hips wildly thrashed in the air. He was successful in holding himself against my pussy, now
flowing my juices onto his face. My orgasm was massive and seemed neverending and I
was screaming, moaning, grunting random sounds, as my neck arched against the pillow and
my hands clenched the bedspread.

Gradually the quaking in my pussy ebbed, my hips lowered back onto the bed and I released
the bedspread from my grip. Jake was gently licking my engorged lips, avoiding direct
contact with my overstimulated clit. I pushed his face away from me, and smiled as I saw
my wetness covering the area around his mouth, dripping from his chin. "I haven't cum that
hard in a couple of months", I told him, adding "Now I want to feel your cock in me." "You
taste delicious," he replied, "and I never got to finish my dinner, or have dessert.", and he
lowered his face back to my seething cunt.

I love a guy who actually enjoys giving head. Some guys are good at it, and some aren't, and
often it feels like a chore, like they're only doing it because they "owe me". The guys who
enjoy it though, those are the ones who are great. To me, enthusiasm beats out any level of
"talent".

I closed my eyes again as he started licking up the juices covering my ass and pussy, paying
special attention to that sensitive area just below my cunt. He placed his tongue in me and
began licking out the wetness, then added his fingers in an attempt to draw out more of my
juice. Considering this was only our first time together, he was remarkably adept at reading
my body, determining what felt good for me and stimulated me most. The only thing I could
have asked was for him to play with my sensitive ass, which sets me to cumming instantly,
but I smiled and thought I'd wait to let him discover this on his own another time.

He lifted his face from my pussy and watched me as he began to pump me with his fingers.
My nipples were stiff and sensitive and I reached for my tits and pinched and pulled them.
He started pumping his fingers into me faster and harder, and I raised my legs even higher,
hooking my hands behind my knees to pull them against my shoulders, opening myself
completely to him. Ohhhhh, he knew exactly what he was doing as he hooked his fingers
slightly and found my g-spot, bringing me rapidly toward another mindblowing orgasm. I
begged him to lick my clit again, and he lowered his face back to my cunt, his tongue making
broad, firm contact with my twitching clit. I screamed that I was cumming again as my cunt
exploded, stronger than the last, the stimulation of my g-spot causing me to ejaculate, my
pussy gushing and squirting the hot liquid, covering his face and chest. My convulsing cunt
squeezed and clenched at his fingers and his assault on my pussy and clit continued, and I
began screaming, the motions of my body completely out of my control, my mind focused
only on cumming, all other thought forced aside by the intensity of the feeling coming from
my cunt. My orgasm began to lessen, but he kept up his stimulation and within seconds I was
cumming again, now with my hands in his hair, pulling him into me as my heaving hips ground
him into me, rubbing my clit all over his face, smearing him with my moisture.

My orgasm again receded, and I released his head, pushing him away from my steamy cunt.
His fingers were still in me and I begged him to stop, telling him I needed to rest. My thighs
were covered in my cum and my body was drained, and I lay there still spread open, my body
shaking uncontrollably. I felt lightheaded and for a few seconds I was sure I was going to pass
out, but managed to roll onto my side, bringing my body back into communication with my
brain. Slowly I rolled again and got up into a sitting position, Jake pushing himself up to a
kneeling position at the edge of the bed, licking my cum off his lips. We both looked at the
light, flowery bedspread which was completely soaked in a two foot circle where we had
been and I made a mental note to get it into the wash as soon as I could before the stain could
set. Looking back at one another, we both started to laugh.

"Wow!", I exclaimed, "Other than my ex, you're the only guy who's ever made me cum like
that. Until we first moved in together, I'd never squirted before, and at first it embarrassed
me, but he loved it so much, now I love doing that." "I don't know how it could be avoided",
he said, smiling. "My ex used to squirt like that," he laughed, "and I've really missed it. I've
never found another woman who responded that way." I felt a tug of jealousy, but pushed it
aside as I realized I'd brought it up. Jake seemed like a nice guy, and I liked him, but after all
this was mostly about sex. We hadn't even spent eight hours together total. "You taste
fantastic", he said, "I could eat you for hours." Every time I hear this, it makes my clit twitch
impulsively. "Mmmmm, another time," I responded, laying back on the cool bedspread.
With my right hand I spread my cunt open for him, while my left busied itself with my tits and
nipples as I stared intently at his cock, still at full erection and drooling precum down the
thick shaft. "Right now though, it's your turn again. I want you to fuck me, I want to feel
your cock in me."

"I don't know how long I'll be able to last", he informed me. "After what you just did to me,
you won't have to last long at all", I said as I smiled and stretched out my arms to him.
Jake shuffled his way across the bed until he was kneeling between my legs, his tremendous
cock jutting out over my belly. I reached for his shaft and gave it a firm squeeze, finding him
incredibly hard. I placed my hand behind his head and pulled him to me, kissing him hot
and wet, my tongue finding his. I could smell and taste myself on his face, and I began to
eagerly lick his lips and chin, moaning as I continued to slowly stroke his cock. Tasting myself
on a man's face, or on his cock, is just kinky and slutty enough to really get my blood flowing,
the only thing better is to taste our combined juices as his cock goes soft in my mouth.
I guided his cock to my pussy, rubbing the head between my swollen lips and over my clit,
masturbating myself with his prick as if it were my vibrator, before lowering it to the opening
of my wet cunt. I released him, the head just inside my lips, and reached further back to
gently tug his sac, urging him into me. I moaned as I felt him enter me, slowly and steadily
pushing his hard cock into my hungry twat, at the same time hearing him moan as he felt
himself being enveloped in my hot, wet cunt.

Once he had penetrated me fully, the head of his cock buried deep in my cunt, he slowly
withdrew and pushed himself back in, his cock now coated in my wetness. "I've wanted to
make love to you since I first saw you.", he whispered to me. "We can make love later Jake,
this time I want you to fuck me", I hissed, as I pushed back on his manly chest so I could put
my legs on his shoulders before pulling him to me again, my feet nearly touching the bed over
my head and his cock again deeply buried in me. I held his hips as he again pulled back,
guiding him to the tempo I needed, hard and fast.After a couple of minutes of pumping me,
his pelvis slamming into my clit with each thrust and his balls slapping wetly on my ass, he had
me once again on the verge of cumming. He lunged deep into me again, holding his cock there
this time and I could feel his pubic hair against my shaved pussy as I mashed my clit against
him, desperate to cum. He quickly pulled his throbbing cock completely out, saying he
didn't want to cum yet, but that if I kept that up he was going to. I took my legs off his
shoulders, spreading them wide and hooking them around his arms, whining that I wanted
him to fuck me until I came. Several more times the same thing happened, him fucking me
hard until I was ready to cum, then suddenly withdrawing in an effort to hold off his own
climax, leaving me right on the edge each time, as I first demanded then begged him to make
me cum.

Finally he withdrew and pulled back, then nearly dove between my legs, spreading my cunt
open with both hands then mashing his face into me, licking my clit roughly. I instantly
exploded in a massive orgasm, my hands again in his hair trying to force his whole face into
my gaping pussy, my hips heaving off the bed as I ground my clit against his tongue and lips
and chin.

I was still experiencing the remnants of my last orgasm when Jake again positioned himself
between my legs and held my legs open with his hands, pushing my knees high and wide and
slammed his cock back into me, the beautiful prick this time finding it's own way into my
depths. He entered me completely with that first powerful thrust, then commenced with
giving me the fucking I'd been wanting, hard and fast, my little titties jiggling with each thrust.
Jake must have found some stamina when he'd gone down on me , and he adjusted his angle
of penetration until the head of his perfectly curved cock was brushing over my g-spot with
each thrust, quickly pushing me on to my next orgasm, which was promising to be huge. With
the last coherent thoughts I would have in the next several minutes, I wondered if I'd
actually been so lucky to find such a skilled lover my first time out, or if it was he who was
lucky rather than skilled. Maybe this was just the result of pent-up hornyness. I next realized
that he wasn't wearing a condom, that he fully intended to fill me with his cum. Risk of
pregnancy wasn't my worry since I'd had my tubes tied several years ago, but I do realize there
is more than that one reason for using rubbers yet in all the thoughts I'd had over the past days
about getting laid, I'd never thought to demand this protection. I quickly decided that I wasn't
going to stop now, not when I was soooo close to finally cumming on his cock. Besides, I
wanted to savor every inch of this delicious fuck and trembled as I thought about feeling his
cream flowing into me.

I spread my arms out at my sides, raising my hips to meet his thrusts but otherwise passively
letting him fuck me, to use my body, my cunt as a tool to bring himself pleasure. I moaned
loudly as he increased the force of his thrusts more still at my urging, now sliding me and inch
or two up the bed with each entry, and I began grunting under the power of his cock, my
hands again gripping the bedspread. I lifted my head and looked past my distended nipples
to where we were joined. The scent of our fucking was powerful, and his cock glistened each
time he withdrew, thickly coated in the juices boiling inside me. The smell, sight and the
feeling of his cock filling me over and over finally combined to bring me over the top, my body
convulsing into an incredibly powerful orgasm, my hands gripping and releasing then gripping
again the bedspread beneath me. My cunt exploded in hot juices, gushing and flowing over
his hard cock deep inside me as my pussy gripped his tool. This proved to be the end of Jake's
stamina and as my hips heaved to meet his cock and draw him deeper into my churning cunt,
he pushed hard against me and began a long, drawn out groan. My orgasm intensified even
more and I began screaming and grunting as I felt his cock begin to unload inside me, the rigid
shaft pulsing and jumping as he jetted his thick cream into me. I could see the intensity of his
orgasm on his face, his body tense and rigid as he pounded his shooting cock into me, both of
us moaning and grunting.

As our orgasms slowly subsided, he lowered himself onto me gently, his chest pressing
against my breasts and kissed me deeply, our tongues playing. I felt him growing soft inside
me, then felt a large glob of cum flow out of me and down my ass as his deflated cock fell out
of my drenched and stretched cunt. He rolled off and lay on his back next to me, and I rolled
to lay my head on his chest, hearing his heart still beating hard and feeling his chest rise and
fall, still catching his breath. His hands lightly smoothed my hair and the scent of sex was
powerful, the combined smell of his cum and mine drifting up to me from his flaccid cock. His
drained tool lay on his abdomen, iced in our passion, and I licked a finger then ran it up the
length of him, bringing it back to my mouth so I could taste it. Mmmmm, as I've said it's more
the sexiness of the act that I savor than the taste of cum. Jake didn't taste particularly good,
but I felt a faint tingling in my pussy as I thought of what I wanted to do. I slowly moved my
head toward his groin, my hair lightly brushing over his belly. As I reached his satisfied cock,
I began to lick the thick coating of our cum off him, then sucked him into my mouth, his cock
soft and pliable as my tongue pushed it around in my mouth. I thought of how slutty this was
and the tingling in my pussy began to intensify as I licked and sucked the last traces of our hot
fuck from him. He reached for my hip and guided me to slide my ass up the bed to where his
fingers could have access to my abused cunt, still swollen and engorged from the hard fuck
he'd just given me. His fingers dipped into me and smeared the hot fluid over my crotch,
lightly brushing over my clit. I began a low moan around his cock as he fingered me, his cock
now beginning to swell slightly between my lips. The action of his fingers on me intensified,
and he then began to focus his attentions on my clit. I came quickly, almost instinctively
pressing my lips into his pubic hair, my moans muffled by him. He was swelling more rapidly
now and I pressed my lips and teeth against the base of him, then circling my fingers tightly
around the root of his cock, as my lips worked slightly higher, massaging him to encourage the
flow of blood to his shaft. He wasn't as hard as he'd been before, but hard enough and I began
stroking him in my hand to keep him rigid as I turned my head, looking up at him and smiling.
"I can't believe you got me hard again", he said, "and I don't know if I can cum again, but I do
want to fuck you some more."

I whimpered and quickly rolled to my knees, resting on my elbows as I waved my ass at him in
invitation, lowering my head to look back at him. He smiled as he got to his knees and
positioned himself behind me. Feeling him place the head of his cock at the entrance of my
hot cunt, I groaned as I pushed back, hard, sheathing him inside me in one thrust. He
remained motionless as I fucked myself on him, rocking forward and back, impaling myself on
him again and again. He reached under me and grabbed my nipples, pinching and pulling
them hard as he took over, now fucking himself into me. I begged him to grab my hips
and fuck me hard, which he soon did and I began to cum, screaming at him to fuck me harder.
His thrusts intensified in speed and force, my body lunging forward under the power of each
penetration. He picked up the speed of his thrusts even more, his hands grabbing my fleshy
hips, pulling me back and forth on his pounding cock, and I was cumming, cumming constantly
now, one orgasm rolling into the next, my juices flowing down my thighs and covering his
balls as they slapped hard against my clit and my cunt convulsing on his tool. I was screaming,
my tits pressed against the bed and my face buried in a pillow as he continued his assault on
my pussy, still cumming as my body and mind surrendered to the feelings coming from my hot
cunt. I heard Jake say he was going to cum again, and yelled at him not to cum yet, pulling my
seething cunt off it's invader and swiftly rolling onto my back beneath him, telling him I
wanted him to cum on me, to feel his cum on my tits and nipples. He knelt over me, straddling
my belly and began to masturbate himself, as I fingered my throbbing clit. I reached up with
my free hand and pushed his hand aside, talking dirty to him, telling him I wanted to jerk his
cum onto me, that I wanted to feel his hot cream splashing on my stiff nipples, as I stroked his
hard shaft quickly with my right hand, my left rubbing my clit firm and fast. I looked into his
eyes and begged him to cum for me and his head rolled back and he groaned loudly and I
watched as the cum began to jet from his cock, the force of the first two shots overshooting
my tits to land on my face and in my hair. Seeing a guy cum right in front of me really gets me
off and I began yet another orgasm, my fingers rubbing hard on my clit. I lowered his cock
slightly as he continued to shoot, aiming him directly at my tits, urging him to cover me,
feeling his hot cum landing on my chest, feeling his cock pumping in my hand. The force of his
squirts became less and less with each stroke, until the cum was finally drooling from him to
drip onto my tits. Mmmmmm, I smiled up at him, a line of sperm up my cheek and over my
forehead, continuing into my dark hair. Jake collapsed on the bed beside me silently and we
lay there together resting, After a few minutes I rolled onto my elbow and smiled at him, his
cum still on my face and cooling on my still stiff nipples, rolling over my tits with my change
in position. "So much for not being able to cum again!", I said with a smile. "I'm going to go
clean up in the shower", I told him, "but you're welcome to join me", and I crawled off the
bed. My knees were shaky as I stood and Jake told me he really did have to get going. "Your
choice", I said and asked him to call me as I turned, stopping to spread my ass and shake my
dripping pussy at him. I ran a shower and cleaned up quickly and got out, wrapped in a towel
as I walked back to my bedroom. Jake was gone and I pulled the bedspread from the king
size bed. It had three large wet spots, one from where he'd gone down on me and the other
two from our joinings, as well as a number of other smaller spots. I dragged it to the laundry,
now naked as the towel had fallen off, and put it in the washer, then walked back to the
bedroom and climbed under the cool sheets. I fell asleep quickly, replaying the events of the
night in my head.
xoxo, Jeri