calloused fingers on my skin
made me quiver.
He knelt down before me; I didn’t know what he was doing, exactly. I
thought maybe he wanted to look at my pussy, maybe he was checking to see if I
was a virgin, if it was clean. I leaned upwards, supporting myself on my
elbows, and looked down curiously
at the top of Boon’s head between my legs.
I moaned and threw my head back when I felt his lips against my inner
thighs, a trail of kisses moving slowly lower, lower. I still didn’t know what
he was doing, but it felt like heaven, and I realized I was getting wet down
there as his lips grazed my sensitive skin. My pussy clenched, crying out, fire
rising to my face as Boon’s head dropped lower…lower…lower…
His tongue. My clit. My hands rushing to his head, his hair between my
fingers, his tongue, my clit, moaning, lapping, thighs clenching around his
neck, pulling him closer, wanting more. Moaning and tossing, my heart beating
faster and faster, his soft, warm, wet mouth on my pussy, my hips bucking,
fingers pulling him closer, deeper, more, more, more, please, oh god, please,
don’t stop…
His tongue darted out, flicked my clit, rolled around it, zig-zagged
across it, flicked it again, circled it, like a dance, a tango, his tongue on
my tender button, my sex jumping and gushing with each lick. I cried out for
more, begged him not to stop, my face flaming bright red, my body tensing. I
felt a pressure building inside me like a wave, a throbbing, aching desire
overtaking me. My toes curled.
My hands grabbed Boon’s head roughly, pulling him into me, grinding
against his lips as he suckled my swollen clit, drawing it into his mouth,
bringing his teeth ever-so-slightly against it, just grazing it, really. I fell
back against the mattress, feeling it building, building, more and more, the
wave growing and growing and cresting and finally…
Like a flood of electric light, I felt my body snap in two, limbs
shaking, tremors rippling through my body as my pleasure exploded inside me.
Every nerve, every inch of skin, pulsed with ecstasy as I cried out my bliss.
My thighs were like a vice around Boon’s head, my toes curling up almost
violently as I bucked and shook underneath him, my fingers running through his
long, soft hair, every inch where our bodies made contact feeling like
paradise. I felt like my body was rising, lifting off the bed, as I came for
the first time ever.
When it was over, my climax fading, I sighed deeply, satisfied but still
yearning. I released Boon, my thighs falling to the side, my hands untangling
from his hair. I could feel my chest rising and falling as I breathed heavily,
my heart pounding in my mouth. When I looked up, Boon was smiling at me and
wiping his mouth. In a single motion, he’d pulled his shirt off, and I admired,
somewhat dazedly, his well-defined muscles. Tattoos covered his arms and chest.
I wanted to study them, stroke them, trace them with my finger.
He crawled upwards, suspended over me, pushing his pants down as he went.
I looked down further, and the sight of his huge cock drove me into a sudden
panic: what was I doing? There was no way he could fit that huge thing inside
my virgin pussy! He’d rip me in two! I looked back up at him, catching his eye.
He looked puzzled, seeing something in my eyes that must have betrayed my fear.
“I’m a virgin,” I blurted out, needing to tell him so that he knew to go
slow. A look of concern passed over his face, replacing the puzzled look. He
was supporting himself over me with his impressive arms, I could feel the heat
baking off him, could feel his 8-inch cock grazing my tender flesh, drawing
desire back to my slit, making me gush as I pictured the things he could do to
me. The things I wanted him to do to me. The things I was afraid of him doing
to me.
Boon sighed and suddenly rolled onto his side, lying on his back next to
me. I pulled myself up, now puzzled
made me quiver.
He knelt down before me; I didn’t know what he was doing, exactly. I
thought maybe he wanted to look at my pussy, maybe he was checking to see if I
was a virgin, if it was clean. I leaned upwards, supporting myself on my
elbows, and looked down curiously
at the top of Boon’s head between my legs.
I moaned and threw my head back when I felt his lips against my inner
thighs, a trail of kisses moving slowly lower, lower. I still didn’t know what
he was doing, but it felt like heaven, and I realized I was getting wet down
there as his lips grazed my sensitive skin. My pussy clenched, crying out, fire
rising to my face as Boon’s head dropped lower…lower…lower…
His tongue. My clit. My hands rushing to his head, his hair between my
fingers, his tongue, my clit, moaning, lapping, thighs clenching around his
neck, pulling him closer, wanting more. Moaning and tossing, my heart beating
faster and faster, his soft, warm, wet mouth on my pussy, my hips bucking,
fingers pulling him closer, deeper, more, more, more, please, oh god, please,
don’t stop…
His tongue darted out, flicked my clit, rolled around it, zig-zagged
across it, flicked it again, circled it, like a dance, a tango, his tongue on
my tender button, my sex jumping and gushing with each lick. I cried out for
more, begged him not to stop, my face flaming bright red, my body tensing. I
felt a pressure building inside me like a wave, a throbbing, aching desire
overtaking me. My toes curled.
My hands grabbed Boon’s head roughly, pulling him into me, grinding
against his lips as he suckled my swollen clit, drawing it into his mouth,
bringing his teeth ever-so-slightly against it, just grazing it, really. I fell
back against the mattress, feeling it building, building, more and more, the
wave growing and growing and cresting and finally…
Like a flood of electric light, I felt my body snap in two, limbs
shaking, tremors rippling through my body as my pleasure exploded inside me.
Every nerve, every inch of skin, pulsed with ecstasy as I cried out my bliss.
My thighs were like a vice around Boon’s head, my toes curling up almost
violently as I bucked and shook underneath him, my fingers running through his
long, soft hair, every inch where our bodies made contact feeling like
paradise. I felt like my body was rising, lifting off the bed, as I came for
the first time ever.
When it was over, my climax fading, I sighed deeply, satisfied but still
yearning. I released Boon, my thighs falling to the side, my hands untangling
from his hair. I could feel my chest rising and falling as I breathed heavily,
my heart pounding in my mouth. When I looked up, Boon was smiling at me and
wiping his mouth. In a single motion, he’d pulled his shirt off, and I admired,
somewhat dazedly, his well-defined muscles. Tattoos covered his arms and chest.
I wanted to study them, stroke them, trace them with my finger.
He crawled upwards, suspended over me, pushing his pants down as he went.
I looked down further, and the sight of his huge cock drove me into a sudden
panic: what was I doing? There was no way he could fit that huge thing inside
my virgin pussy! He’d rip me in two! I looked back up at him, catching his eye.
He looked puzzled, seeing something in my eyes that must have betrayed my fear.
“I’m a virgin,” I blurted out, needing to tell him so that he knew to go
slow. A look of concern passed over his face, replacing the puzzled look. He
was supporting himself over me with his impressive arms, I could feel the heat
baking off him, could feel his 8-inch cock grazing my tender flesh, drawing
desire back to my slit, making me gush as I pictured the things he could do to
me. The things I wanted him to do to me. The things I was afraid of him doing
to me.
Boon sighed and suddenly rolled onto his side, lying on his back next to
me. I pulled myself up, now puzzled
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