"Yeah."
"Ahahaha Ohh you cutie! " she pinched my cheek and took the glass.
"What was I supposed to do? You asked me to leave." I protested.
She turned around and grabbed my hands, "You are supposed to do this," and placed them on her hips. Her stomach was inches from my face. She smelled of roses. I kissed her belly as she held my head in her gentle hands. I was sniffing and kissing her scent and skin. Her top was already pushed up, baring her silky smooth skin. I kissed and plucked around, emanating moans from her.
"Good...mmm boy..."
She held my face in her hands and placed her legs on each side of me, straddling in my lap, and took my lips in hers. My hands were roaming around, caressing and touching her mounds and valleys. She was in ecstasy as she felt me touching her in places only a lover would. She pushed herself closer into me. Her body was mashed against my lap and massaged my crotch. My ribald, young cock was engorged with lust.
I pulled her top over her head. She reached for her back and unhooked her pink bra in a swift motion. I took her cups down, uncasing her taught, milky globes. She lifted her butt off my lap and placed her breasts in front of my hungry mouth. I needed no invitation as I dived into her chest. Next few minutes were hallucinating for me. My surroundings were vague. My face was floating across an ocean of soft, warm skin. I lapped her breasts like a hungry dog, suckling on her juicy, warm tips, tugging them down and yanking them with my lips. I could feel her nails digging in me.
"MMM. FUCK!"
It was difficult to distinguish between her moans and near sobs. I did not have the experience. I was raw. First timer. I just wanted to kiss and suck her as hard as possible, for as long as possible, as if there was no tomorrow. My torment only stopped when I felt her hand grabbing my young cock from over my pants.
First touch of a girl. My eyes rolled back in my head as she stroked it up and down, twisting with pleasure. With a wicked smile, she pushed me on my back. My mouth was dry and my heart was thumping uncontrollably against my ribcage. I did not know what to expect. Her fingers were already unbuckling my belt.
"Can... Can we close the lights, please."
"Is it hairy?"
I couldn't speak as she pulled the zipper down. My 18 year old dick was making a huge tent in my boxers. She nudged against it and reached for it from the inside of my boxers. I fell back. My eyes were closed. All I could feel was a soft, gentle hand. Her fingers wrapped around the girth of my cock and stroking it up and down. I was controlling my moans as she pulled my boxers down with her free hand.
She kissed the length of it. Her face was content as she adored her prized possession.
It was getting difficult for me to control. Her warm breath, caring hand and lustfull lips were enough to take my inexperienced cock to the shore. A part of me urged to make her stop. But my cock had a mind of its own. I did not want her to stop stroking it. I did not want her to stop kissing it. I did not want her to stop making love to it. She was continuously rubbing it up and down. Her each motion was accompanied by a kiss or a lick. Her fist was moving up and down in a perfect swing. I looked down at her. Her eyes met mine. Her stroking intensified. It was more firm and vigorous. And then a bubble snapped in me. I felt my balls twitch, a warmth raced down the length of my virgin cock and erupted from the slit on my swelling crown. I was moaning in pleasure, my abdomen was spasming as she milked me vigorously.
My orgasm subsided in moments as I looked down. Thick, white ropes were splashed across her cheeks and my stomach. She was smiling with an amused expression as she reached for her top and cleaned us. My cock was still up, pulsing and slick.
"Now it's your turn," she whispered, leaning by my side and going flat on her back. It took me a moment to realize her invitation, as I got up and saw her spreading her legs for me.
I felt a tingling in my cock as the prospect of seeing a pussy for the first time flashed across my mind. I was naive. Unaware of the subtleties. The nooks and corners of her precious world. And she seemed to enjoy that innocence.
"Don't be shy baby. Have me." she whispered, pulling her white Pjs down. I went down over her panties clad, puffy mound. She surely smelled of roses. Unlike mine, her thighs were silky soft, with a tincture of pink on the edges of her panties. I was mesmerized like a young kid ready to open his favorite gift. I hooked the front of her panties and pulled them down. She was bald. And pink, her lips glued together in warm coziness. I gave her a lick by natural instinct. She gave a long, girly moan. Her response made me happy. I gave numerous laps across the length of her slit. She felt like soft leather against my tongue. She was looking down at me with her lower lip between her teeth.
"Kiss me Abhi," she moaned looking down at me. "Do you know how to do a French kiss?" I nodded crawling up to her.
"Uhuhh! Down there,"
I gulped. She gave me an idea of what she wants. And I was more than happy to oblige. Next moment my face was pressed between her thighs. She held them far apart, holding them up for me as I smooched her vertical lips with love and passion.
She was wet. Dripping wet. Her stomach was going up and down with every breath and sigh. I held her thighs apart and dug her love temple with my invading tongue.
"Abhiii... Abhi...," is all she could muster as I looked up at her, my wet tongue busy wriggling between her juicy lips. I unknowingly hit her clit with a lap. "Right there babyy...," she almost begged as I hit her sensitive nerves. I pulled back for a moment and parted her lips further, taking her love button between my lips and gently nibbling her. Her screams were loud enough to wake up the neighbors.
My cock was throbbing and twitching.
"Fuck me..." she barely mumbled and pulled me up. My cock poked around her things as she reached down between us, grabbing my lolling cock and placed it between her pussy lips. I got the cue and humped down unceremoniously. She was in blissfully agony. She punched me in my chest and pulled me in a tight bear hug.
"Slow... Slow," is all she could manage as I started pumping my once virgin cock inside her. It was the best feeling in the world. I was in a daze. It was too much for my senses to acknowledge, all the pleasures and emotions running through me at the same time: her warm breath hitting my skin, our sweating bodies moving in a rhythm, her nails and teeth branding my shoulders and chest, the smooth yet grippy motion of my cock up and down her pussy, her pleasurable sobs in my ear. I was in ecstasy. My lower abdomen was automatically moving like a piston. I was giving her long deep strokes, my tip nudging and rubbing her deepest insides. I felt another surge in my balls as she wrapped her legs around mine. Her moans were getting short and sharp. Her breathing became deeper. Her grip on me intensified as I felt every inch of her pulling back before a pounce. I felt her shudder under my weight and stop for a miniscule moment before rupturing into a wild orgasm.
"FUCKK... AAHAAHAAH... I'M CUMMING," she was breathing fire.
Her squeezing pussy rolled me across the edge as I felt my cock jump and pulsate in excitement inside her hot confines. I started fucking her deeper thrusts and animalistic rage. Same surge of warmth ran across the length of my cock before it broke into a series of twitchs and jerks and I pushed it deep inside her seeding her fertile womb. She placed her hands weakly on my hips, trying to hold me still. My still hard cock was buried inside her deepest valley, spent and tired. I slumped on her. She held me in her arms. Both struggled to catch our breaths.
"Welcome to adulthood..."
I looked up at her.
"You are a man, now."
