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light. He came back to assault my swollen lips, and make sure I was still drawing breath. I could taste myself on his lips and found that so taboo but still hot. He asked me, "Did that feel as good as it looked for you?"
I nodded. "That was incredible. I can't believe I let you do that to me. You must think I'm a total slut."
He smiled that sexy teeth-twinkling, dimple-showing smile and then started laughing. "You're an eighteen-year-old virgin, I suspect. I'm officially going to hell for borderline molesting you and fucking you in my head for the last two weeks. The only slut here is me, for not being able to control myself around you."
I looked up to meet his dark eyes and ran my fingers into his messy sexy hair. I ran my fingers all the way down to his neck and smiled. "You aren't molesting me if I'm old enough and give you permission. I obviously want you as much as I think you want me. I just feel very self-conscious with you. I want to do all these things to you in my head, but I've never actually done them with or to anybody."
Louis brushed my cheek with the back of his fingers. "I will make sure that I'm the only person who will ever get to do those things to you."
It was so hot when he pretended to be possessive of me.
"Emily, you know every time you open your mouth to speak, I want to fuck you even more."
"Thanks, I think," I said. We both laughed until it wasn't funny anymore and our laughter turned into a look of pure lust. I ran my fingers down his shoulders and stomach feeling his washboard abs. I didn't stop there. I ran my hand all the way down to the big bulge straining at his jeans that was begging to be let out to join our party.
Louis took a deep breath through his nose and held his breath. I rubbed the length of his hard cock up and down. He was now lying flat on his back, propped up with some pillows giving me full access to his erection. I knelt by his tented crotch and started to unbutton his jeans. I met no barrier to his cock. Note to self, Louis Bruel likes to go commando. I lowered his jeans a touch and his cock sprung out to meet me. He lifted himself up to help me remove his jeans. His jeans now mingled with our growing pile of discarded clothing already on the floor. In a brave move I startled his left knee, settling on it with my wet, still throbbing sex. He groaned with appreciation.
I then began to acquaint myself with his most impressive intimate part. I ran my hand along his smooth shaft from root to tip. I'd never touched a man's private part before. It was so velvety smooth—like a baby's skin. But underneath the smoothness it felt like pure steel. I lingered at the top of his cock to caress the mushroomed head. I was using both my hands to try and encompass every inch of him. He was either very large or my hands were just too small. I tried to squeeze my fingers around his hard cock but couldn't quite touch my fingers together like I'd seen in pornos I occasionally watch on late night cable. How could something so big possibly fit inside me? I thought with trepidation. My clit was still pulsating as if I were touching myself and not him. Louis was taciturn, which started to scare me. Maybe I was doing something wrong.
I asked him in a small voice, "Louis, am I doing this right? Does it feel okay? You're being very quiet, I'm getting nervous."
He exhaled loudly. "Baby … I'm trying to calm myself down. I don't want to come all over your hands. This feels incredible. I'm hoping I can last until you at least taste my dick."
I smiled, and with the added confidence that I now felt, I lowered myself to do just what he'd asked me. I licked the top of his moist tip. Tasting a man, especially this man, for the first time was a feeling that will stay with me until I die. I left his delicious smooth head and descended with my lips kissing down his cock, giving his whole length a taste. I made my way back up with my tongue. I then opened my salivating mouth, and took him in as far as I
I nodded. "That was incredible. I can't believe I let you do that to me. You must think I'm a total slut."
He smiled that sexy teeth-twinkling, dimple-showing smile and then started laughing. "You're an eighteen-year-old virgin, I suspect. I'm officially going to hell for borderline molesting you and fucking you in my head for the last two weeks. The only slut here is me, for not being able to control myself around you."
I looked up to meet his dark eyes and ran my fingers into his messy sexy hair. I ran my fingers all the way down to his neck and smiled. "You aren't molesting me if I'm old enough and give you permission. I obviously want you as much as I think you want me. I just feel very self-conscious with you. I want to do all these things to you in my head, but I've never actually done them with or to anybody."
Louis brushed my cheek with the back of his fingers. "I will make sure that I'm the only person who will ever get to do those things to you."
It was so hot when he pretended to be possessive of me.
"Emily, you know every time you open your mouth to speak, I want to fuck you even more."
"Thanks, I think," I said. We both laughed until it wasn't funny anymore and our laughter turned into a look of pure lust. I ran my fingers down his shoulders and stomach feeling his washboard abs. I didn't stop there. I ran my hand all the way down to the big bulge straining at his jeans that was begging to be let out to join our party.
Louis took a deep breath through his nose and held his breath. I rubbed the length of his hard cock up and down. He was now lying flat on his back, propped up with some pillows giving me full access to his erection. I knelt by his tented crotch and started to unbutton his jeans. I met no barrier to his cock. Note to self, Louis Bruel likes to go commando. I lowered his jeans a touch and his cock sprung out to meet me. He lifted himself up to help me remove his jeans. His jeans now mingled with our growing pile of discarded clothing already on the floor. In a brave move I startled his left knee, settling on it with my wet, still throbbing sex. He groaned with appreciation.
I then began to acquaint myself with his most impressive intimate part. I ran my hand along his smooth shaft from root to tip. I'd never touched a man's private part before. It was so velvety smooth—like a baby's skin. But underneath the smoothness it felt like pure steel. I lingered at the top of his cock to caress the mushroomed head. I was using both my hands to try and encompass every inch of him. He was either very large or my hands were just too small. I tried to squeeze my fingers around his hard cock but couldn't quite touch my fingers together like I'd seen in pornos I occasionally watch on late night cable. How could something so big possibly fit inside me? I thought with trepidation. My clit was still pulsating as if I were touching myself and not him. Louis was taciturn, which started to scare me. Maybe I was doing something wrong.
I asked him in a small voice, "Louis, am I doing this right? Does it feel okay? You're being very quiet, I'm getting nervous."
He exhaled loudly. "Baby … I'm trying to calm myself down. I don't want to come all over your hands. This feels incredible. I'm hoping I can last until you at least taste my dick."
I smiled, and with the added confidence that I now felt, I lowered myself to do just what he'd asked me. I licked the top of his moist tip. Tasting a man, especially this man, for the first time was a feeling that will stay with me until I die. I left his delicious smooth head and descended with my lips kissing down his cock, giving his whole length a taste. I made my way back up with my tongue. I then opened my salivating mouth, and took him in as far as I
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