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‘Oh yeah,’ Amy the woman-child agreed happily. ‘How soon can we fuck again, Loverman?’
John glanced down at his flaccid member and sighed. ‘A while I guess, but hopefully not too long.’
‘What if I did this?’ she said and stuck some fingers in her mouth and wet them with her saliva and then slowly slid her hand downward to cup his balls. Her hand gently fondled him, then drifted up his still shrunken member to its head, which after spitting in the palm of her hand she rubbed with increasing abandon, using principally the thumb and forefinger to titillate that most erogenous of all the zones on a man’s cock.
‘Oh, God, you’re beautiful,’ he breathed into her ear and felt her arm tighten about him. ‘I love your beautiful breasts and the way your nipples stand out.’
Her devilish fingers continued working their magic on him and John felt himself growing. Amy felt him growing too and giggled. ‘Let’s move back to the bed,’ she whispered.
He nodded his agreement and gave her protruding nipples a series of little tweaks, which brought a gasp from the horny teen.
Amy soon found herself on her back with her legs draped over the side of the bed. John lay beside and above her, propped up on his elbow planting kiss after kiss on her soft, cushiony lips as he stroked her lithe form from neck to thigh. Eventually, John shifted his concentration to her thighs with an occasional foray to her sparsely furred mound, deftly averting any contact with her pussy.
Amy’s legs opened of their own volition and he grinned down at her. He was driving her crazy and he knew it. She sought his hand to press it to her now thoroughly drenched pussy. John brought his fingers up to his nose and took a deep breath.
‘You smell wonderful,’ he said. Amy smiled back at him.
‘Mind if I get a little closer?’ He asked gently.
‘Please,’ she answered and moaned anxiously in her aroused state.
John took a pillow, dropped it on the floor and knelt on it. This placed him directly between her opened thighs. Reaching out with his left hand, he caressed the soft skin of her inner thighs and was rewarded by Amy’s long sigh.
Her musky odor was stronger now and his excitement grew. He began kissing her soft skin, eliciting moans and soft cooing sounds from her throat.
Amy started to shake in anticipation.
‘Easy now,’ he said. ‘We’re not in a hurry this time. Remember, it’s always better when it takes longer.’
‘Really?’ Amy replied in wonder.
‘Almost,’ he said. ‘The first time… well the first time doesn’t count. After all we were both so excited we could hardly stand… and that’s intense pressure, so it goes without saying both of us were in a hurry to get it over with. After that… well it’s just better to go easy and let things build to a more natural conclusion.’
‘So that’s what you call it, a conclusion?’ She said, smirking.
‘No, I call it fucking, or fornicating, of the nasty deed… whatever, but it ain’t the same as the first time.’
‘Ain’t?’ she repeated his word teasing him.
‘Yeah, ain’t. So what, now shall we get started? Look what’s up and waiting for you.’
He said, indicating his cock, which was jutted up against his stomach.
‘Can’t keep a good man down, I guess,’ Amy said, then smiled happily.
John lowered his head and kissed each of her inner thighs in turn.
She purred with delight.
He repeated the process only deviating to give each of her outer labia a long tender suck. Amy started to vibrate with lust and desire.
‘Oh, Oh, Oh.’ She moaned, knowing it would only get better.
He licked her vagina like it was an ice cream cone, using long, smooth laps of the tongue, causing Amy to rake his back with her fingernails in time with the deep vibrations forming in her cunt and spreading out through her body like a virus, ending in the tips of her nipples and the membranes of her lips, causing her to shudder once again.
John brought her clitoris out and teased it, running a thumb lightly over it and then probing the area next to the little man in the boat with his stiffened tongue.
Amy began to writhe on the bed, shaking her head back and forth and grimacing with the excitement of it all as John drove her higher and higher. She had to reach out and grab hold of his hair, pulling on it hard enough to make him groan in pain. In turn he lashed his tongue over her swollen clit several times until the mere touch caused her to beg, ‘No more! Not there! Please!’
He complied with her pleadings and sent a finger into her, just to the first knuckle and Amy grunted, and gasped for breath. John began fingering her in a slow but steady fashion, and all the while continued licking and sucking on the entrance to her pussy.
‘More fingers!’ She croaked in a haggard tone.
He put two fingers into her and increased the speed of their penetration.
‘Ugh!’ She grunted, trying to breath, but only managing ragged gasps, sucking in air and letting it out with long shuddering breaths.
The more he lapped at her the more Amy ground her pussy into his face. He continued his tantalizing cunnilingus, helping her to ride the waves of ecstasy she was surfing, bucking and plunging, twisting and turning.
John was relentless in keeping his flickering tongue all over her erogenous zone, paying special attention to her swollen clit and it served to drive Amy to new heights of pleasure until it became too much for her system to tolerate. And as every muscle in her body contracted, she felt the welcome of release and screamed mightily, wrapped her arms around him and tried unsuccessfully to kiss him as the rapture overwhelmed her.
Slowly she relaxed, then kissed him, tasting herself on his mouth and then sinking back down, she murmured, ‘Thank you, Baby! Thank you for that sweet, sweet come,’ she whispered in his ear.
Their legs were entwined and Amy could feel his cock, hard and fat, against her belly.
‘Come inside me, baby.’
‘You sure you’re ready?’
‘Please, come inside me, now.’
He didn’t move.
‘Please?’ she begged. He was already moving, aligning himself up with her pouting labia. The breath rushed from her lungs as he entered her, as he filled her.
Amy moaned delightedly at the feel of his thickness within once more. ‘Was there any greater feeling in the world?’ she wondered wickedly, and then laughed raucously, for she knew there was, she had just experienced it.
Amy began to rotate her hips, fucking sensually, trying to draw his seed into her deepest parts.
‘Slow, darling,’ John said knowingly. ‘Let me be slow.’
‘Okay,’ she replied in a small voice, then slipped her hand between her legs and took hold of him, squeezing his shaft as it emerged from her silky crevice, then releasing it only to guide him inward long after he needed the added touch. Amy’s fingers held a shaft of ordinary size and temperature, pleasant to the touch but not especially slippery. Her inner lips reported an incredibly smooth bolt of heat which stretched her as it entered her a millimeter at a time. An eternity later, she had to let go as his base pressed against her entrance. She was filled and, at last, held her lover again.
She dropped her torso flat, no longer needing to twist to reach him. She curled her legs around him as he kissed her deeply. The play of their tongues was as rapid as the entry had been slow. Straightening until his chest was just brushing over her hard nipples, John began to rock his hips from side to side. He was moving neither in nor out, but all of her sensitive vaginal walls felt the motions. He shifted until his hands were on her breasts. And, as his thumbs lightly grazed her hardened nipples, he looked into her eyes.
‘Amy, let me feel you around me. Flex your muscles, squeeze that cock in you. Squeeze it tight. C’mon baby, you can do it!’
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d then she did, first clutching his hips with her hands and his lovely cock with her cunt. Then he was pumping into her with deep, strong, slow, strokes.
Hardly three or four minutes had past since her last orgasm and now Amy was soaring away again. But John wasn’t finished with her. He began grinding against her and pulsing within her. And as Amy’s last few spasms forced him out of her, he ejaculated. He tried to roll away, but she held on tight. They lay like that, gasping, and then hugging. He moved down enough to kiss her lips. They hadn’t quite caught their breath, however, and had to break the kiss.
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