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nipples to her clitoris was being plucked and Robin couldn’t seem to get enough.
“Please…” She heard herself beg. Jason raised his eyes to meet hers, not releasing her delicious nipple; in fact stretching it to its limits which brought a whimper of pleasure from Robin. His dick was pulsing with need. He reached between them to see that she was indeed ready. Link had said to make her feel good and then sneak attack; of course gently. He would be gentle this time. He gripped his penis again and felt her rise a bit to prepare for his entry. With her on top he figured that she could control the entry. That was his gift, to allow her to be in control of this second time together.
Robin was past fear at this point. Her skin was to that ultimate sensitivity that meant that she was hyper aware of his every touch; of his wild mane of red hair as it glided over her skin, of his teeth and the soft/roughness of his tongue on her nipple. She took his penis from him, claiming it as her own and he removed his hand and let her, leaning back to watch what she would do.
She was very wet, she could hear her own wetness when his sheathed penis parted her flesh. She placed him at her entrance and then lowered herself onto him. It felt very good; the completion of something that her body was meant for; and the pieces now connected.
Jason tried to stay still beneath her but it took all of his concentration. The Cerebral Palsy would not control him, he swore; not tonight. But he couldn’t control what could not be controlled and his body strained and stretched and his head flopped and he grunted and cried out. But he didn’t want to stop. Fuck it! He fell onto his back and let his body do what it would do!
Jason rolled and stretched and jerked while Robin gripped him firmly so that he would not accidentally impale her! It felt so wonderful so she released a little bit more of his shaft and allowed him further into herself. It was tight and there was a faint pain but she continued to gyrate and pump her hips and then while she gripped him with one hand she reached up with the other and stroked her own nipple. Her clit leaped! Her head fell back and she cried out in pleasure. She lowered her hand and allowed more of him to enter her.
It hurt a little now. A third of him was inside. She was careful now. Jason was bucking wildly but she knew it wasn’t a seizure because he was rolling his hips suggestively and not seizing. He didn’t act as if he wanted her to stop, not the way he was roughly gripping her thighs and holding her in place.
Robin leaned back and released more of him and this time Jason thrust upward to meet her. She felt a pain deep inside but only when he hit a certain spot. And now she was stretched very far. She didn’t think that it would be possible to stretch any further. She looked down. He was only halfway inside. Her body slowed, the humming was still there, the passion and lust still present, but not the desperateness. That had died away with the pain. She had to wonder if she would ever be able to make love to her boyfriend like other people—like Link and Patty.
Jason looked at her suddenly. He blinked. “Okay?” he asked, his words almost unintelligible.
She nodded, but looked far from okay. He sat up again, panting and feeling that if he stopped he’d quite possibly die. But he did stop. “Let’s do something else.” He panted.
“Something different? Like what?” Her body began to relax but she was covered in a sheen of sweat and he thought that she looked like the sexiest creature in the universe.
He smiled, looking like a boy with a secret. Then he lay back. “Climb up here, Sweetheart. I want your thighs on each side of my face.” Robin felt herself clench. She climbed up his body and placed both of her thighs on each side of his face.
Later, after two orgasms each, Robin pulled herself out of
“Please…” She heard herself beg. Jason raised his eyes to meet hers, not releasing her delicious nipple; in fact stretching it to its limits which brought a whimper of pleasure from Robin. His dick was pulsing with need. He reached between them to see that she was indeed ready. Link had said to make her feel good and then sneak attack; of course gently. He would be gentle this time. He gripped his penis again and felt her rise a bit to prepare for his entry. With her on top he figured that she could control the entry. That was his gift, to allow her to be in control of this second time together.
Robin was past fear at this point. Her skin was to that ultimate sensitivity that meant that she was hyper aware of his every touch; of his wild mane of red hair as it glided over her skin, of his teeth and the soft/roughness of his tongue on her nipple. She took his penis from him, claiming it as her own and he removed his hand and let her, leaning back to watch what she would do.
She was very wet, she could hear her own wetness when his sheathed penis parted her flesh. She placed him at her entrance and then lowered herself onto him. It felt very good; the completion of something that her body was meant for; and the pieces now connected.
Jason tried to stay still beneath her but it took all of his concentration. The Cerebral Palsy would not control him, he swore; not tonight. But he couldn’t control what could not be controlled and his body strained and stretched and his head flopped and he grunted and cried out. But he didn’t want to stop. Fuck it! He fell onto his back and let his body do what it would do!
Jason rolled and stretched and jerked while Robin gripped him firmly so that he would not accidentally impale her! It felt so wonderful so she released a little bit more of his shaft and allowed him further into herself. It was tight and there was a faint pain but she continued to gyrate and pump her hips and then while she gripped him with one hand she reached up with the other and stroked her own nipple. Her clit leaped! Her head fell back and she cried out in pleasure. She lowered her hand and allowed more of him to enter her.
It hurt a little now. A third of him was inside. She was careful now. Jason was bucking wildly but she knew it wasn’t a seizure because he was rolling his hips suggestively and not seizing. He didn’t act as if he wanted her to stop, not the way he was roughly gripping her thighs and holding her in place.
Robin leaned back and released more of him and this time Jason thrust upward to meet her. She felt a pain deep inside but only when he hit a certain spot. And now she was stretched very far. She didn’t think that it would be possible to stretch any further. She looked down. He was only halfway inside. Her body slowed, the humming was still there, the passion and lust still present, but not the desperateness. That had died away with the pain. She had to wonder if she would ever be able to make love to her boyfriend like other people—like Link and Patty.
Jason looked at her suddenly. He blinked. “Okay?” he asked, his words almost unintelligible.
She nodded, but looked far from okay. He sat up again, panting and feeling that if he stopped he’d quite possibly die. But he did stop. “Let’s do something else.” He panted.
“Something different? Like what?” Her body began to relax but she was covered in a sheen of sweat and he thought that she looked like the sexiest creature in the universe.
He smiled, looking like a boy with a secret. Then he lay back. “Climb up here, Sweetheart. I want your thighs on each side of my face.” Robin felt herself clench. She climbed up his body and placed both of her thighs on each side of his face.
Later, after two orgasms each, Robin pulled herself out of
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