Ginger
I closed the bedroom door and locked it. I didn't want us to be disturbed for a while. As horny as I was, I understood that this was a significant moment for Dan. His girlfriend had left him for some unfathomable reason, and he was vulnerable. The mother hen in me wanted to cuddle him and make him feel better. The wanton slut in me wanted to fuck his brains out. The combination of the two could be disastrous or wonderful, depending on how I handled things.
Dan's eyes were darting around the room, then looking at me. He was out of his element and didn't know what to do. I had no problem providing a nudge in the right direction. I cupped his face with my hands and looked into those beautiful eyes. "I want to be with you, Dan. I want us to enjoy each other. I won't hurt you; I know you will never hurt me.
"There is one other thing..."
His attention was laser-focused on me. "What's that, Ginger?"
"I can't wait another second to kiss you."
My lips touched his softly, and I let my hands drop away from his face. I continued to kiss him softly while he wrapped his head around the situation. When you think about it, he had two choices. One was to let me know he wasn't ready, ending our tryst. The other was my favored choice of kissing me back and seeing where that took us.
I felt his hands on my arms as he began returning my kiss. Within moments, he was kissing me deeply, and those hands were holding my arms, pulling me against his muscular chest. I held back my instinct to slip my tongue in his mouth. I wanted him to be the aggressor. He needed to fully commit to whatever happened next. I understood that this was a huge step for him. Being with me meant that he was letting go of her and moving on. I practically melted when his tongue met mine.
The heat between us built exponentially after that. He'd made his choice, and any hesitation was gone. My hands were the first to start exploring, but his weren't far behind. His hands held my ass and pulled me against his hardness. I thought that was a remarkably good idea. The hands I'd been using to feel his chest relocated to his tight ass. That was really nice, but I wanted to feel his skin. I slipped a hand between us and pulled the string to untie his swim trunks while his hands released my top. Our lips parted, and I stepped back a little to drop my top onto the floor.
His eyes were locked onto my tits, and his hands soon followed. His thumbs were caressing my nipples when I began pushing his trunks down his hips. I heard them drop to the floor and his feet shuffling as he stepped out of them.
My hand found his hardness, and my eyes got big. I looked down at the wonder I held in my hand. He had the biggest cock I'd ever held. He wasn't ridiculously huge, but he was definitely big. I kissed him hard as my hand slowly stroked that wonderful instrument.
I couldn't stand it! I couldn't wait another second. My mouth left his and I kissed his neck. My kisses moved down his neck, to his chest, and onto his nipple. I tongued his nipple and nipped it with my teeth before continuing my journey down his amazing body.
My tongue explored his rock-hard abs as I settled onto my knees. His cock was inches from my face when I wrapped my other hand around it. I slowly stroked his cock with both hands while I stared at it in fascination. Finally, I looked up at him and gave him a lusty smile. "You have a beautiful cock, Dan. I think I'll give it a kiss."
I stared into his eyes as I licked the head of his cock and saw pure lust. All the mental baggage was gone. That look aroused me like never before, and I set out to give him the blow job of a lifetime. There was no way I could take all of that cock in my mouth, but I could definitely lick and suck the half I could get in my mouth.
I enjoy giving blow jobs. I love to make a man feel good. Even though it may look submissive for a woman to be on her knees, the reality is the opposite. When I give a blowjob, I'm in control. I can make him cum when I want. I can edge him, get him off quickly, or make it last. I enjoy blowing a nice cock, but it's more for him than for me. I get off on what I'm doing for him.
Dan's cock was different. I couldn't get enough of his silken hardness. The feel of his cock in my mouth was nearly enough to make me cum. I was infatuated with his cock. I cupped his balls with one hand while I stroked his cock with the other. My tongue was working the cock in my mouth while Dan gently held my head. The taste of his pre-cum set me on fire, and I increased the pace. My overriding goal was to make him explode in my mouth. I wanted to rock his world.
I felt his cock swell, and his hands hold my head tighter. He let out a moan that was filled with need. "I'm gonna cum, Ginger!"
He did. Oh my goodness, he did. The first pulse hit the back of my throat, and I barely tasted it. My hand pumped him furiously, and my mouth followed as he filled it with his delicious cum. I kept going until he had nothing left to give, then held him in my mouth as I caressed his spent cock with my tongue. He jerked a bit, and I knew his cock was too sensitive for me to continue. I pulled his cock from my mouth and kissed it all over before looking up at him. "I love your cock and your cum."
He pulled me to my feet and surprised me when he kissed me passionately. Some guys don't much care for kissing after a blow job, but Dan never hesitated. His big hands pulled my bottom down, and without a word said, he picked me up and laid me on the bed. Then, he drove me insane. His kisses and caresses were a combination of loving and lustful. It didn't feel like foreplay as much as it felt like he was worshipping my body. He had me gasping before his mouth found my pussy. After that, he had me moaning in ecstasy. The man knew his way around a pussy. His tongue brought me closer and closer. When he inserted a finger in me and rubbed my g-spot, I came on his face hard.
I pulled him up and kissed him for the longest time. We ended up lying on our sides facing each other. Our hands constantly caressed each other as we shared soft kisses. We weren't done yet by a long shot. He needed a bit of recovery time, and both of us knew that we wanted more. I was more than willing to wait until he was ready.
Pillow talk time. "Do you want to talk about it, Dan? Talk about her?"
I saw the pain on his face and figured that he wasn't ready to talk. He surprised me. "Jules and I met a week into my freshman year. I was instantly in love with her, and she was just as in love with me. We've been exclusive ever since. I thought we were meant to be. I had big plans for a wedding when we graduated. I was in it for good. It turns out that she wasn't.
