Elle Jamison - Chemistry

“Wow! You are beautiful!” exclaimed Brock, looking down at his young lover.

Brock practically dove headfirst between Gwen's legs, kissing her softly all around her inner thighs. He could smell her inviting scent from between her creamy thighs. It was intoxicating, and Brock wanted more of it, so he moved up closer. He then slowly pulled down her lacy panties.

"Stop that. You're making me…"

Brock cut her off by plunging face first into her waiting pussy. He opened his mouth and used his expert tongue to trace the outside of her plump vaginal lips, licking her softly and fully. Brock nuzzled into her reddish mound, taking in her aroma. How he loved the smell of a woman, with no perfume or anything else to mask her pure scent.

Gwen purred with delight, as Brock began licking her in earnest, parting her full lips with his strong, adept tongue. She gave a sigh of pleasure, as she felt his tongue wash the inside of her pink folds. It was as if she could feel every tiny bump on his tongue, like it was made just for her pleasure. She unclasped the front of her bra, grasping both her swollen breasts with her hands, as she moaned out in ecstasy.

"Oh yes! Yes! Yes, right there!" Gwen exclaimed, feeling his tongue buried inside her.

Brock licked and sucked at her delicious entry like he was eating his last supper. He went at her with such feverish splendor, as he grabbed on to her thighs with his strong hands. His face disappeared between her creamy legs, as he pushed forward, getting a better angle in which to devour her.

"Oh yes! Yes! That's it, baby! Yes!" screamed out Gwen, feeling the sensation run up and down her entire body.

She had never been pleasured like this in her young life. At just twenty-one years old, Gwen had just one boyfriend in the past, and sex only a couple of times. That inexperienced, clumsy sex was certainly nothing like this. Brock was an experienced cunnilinguist, and he used all his tricks to impress his young lover. Next up for him was his skilled fingers.

While still licking her pussy, Brock took two fingers from one hand and inserted them inside Gwen's damp entrance. Once in, she let out a delighted gasp, clearly loving the feeling of being penetrated.

Brock, however, was just getting started. He took his digits and hooked them up inside her, reaching and feeling around until he found what he was looking for.

"Oh damn! What is that you’re doing? I feel like I'm going to explode. Oh yes!" Gwen breathed, feeling the use of her limbs quickly diminishing.

Brock had found the Holy Grail of lovemaking. He had hit her G-spot and continued to rub it, making small circular motions over her rough patch. Gwen thrashed wildly around the bed, as her body convulsed in orgasmic pleasure. She had never felt anything as good as this, and she didn’t want it to ever end. Brock kept licking and rubbing, feeling the sweet cream pour out of Gwen's love spout. His face was sticky and his belly was getting full, and he was having a great time. It had been a long while since he had such a young, passionate lover, and Brock wanted to make the most of it.

Gwen reached down and grabbed Brock by his shaggy hair. She pulled on him with great strength, even causing some pain. Brock could feel her body clench up, as she let out something that sounded like a primal scream. She was most definitely hitting her stride with her most powerful orgasm so far.

“Yes! Yes! YES!!" Gwen screamed, as she tried to catch her breath.

Brock slowly stopped rubbing the inside of her pussy, slipping his fingers out slowly. The gush of her cream followed his fingers, as they were well coated and glistening. He also stopped licking her clit, pulling back so he could see his work. Her pussy was soaked and her vaginal lips remained parted and swollen.

Gwen remained on the bed, panting, as she slowly came down from her high. Brock got up and out of bed, watching his young lover breathe heavily. He was happy to see her so content, although he had an idea that she wasn't through yet. He leaned over her and gave her a kiss on the lips.

"Okay?" Brock asked, smiling down on her.

"Oh yeah, better than that," panted Gwen, looking up at her older lover. She had never had such an intense orgasm. Her body was still shaking as her eyes drank in his toned naked body. She noticed that his attention to her had gotten him very aroused, as his hard cock bounced against his leg when he moved. She smiled naughtily. Even though she had just come, she wanted more.

"Good. Now get out!" Brock said sternly, pointing at the door.

Gwen's face dropped momentarily. She was shocked until she saw the corners of Brock's mouth curling upward. She gave him a playful slap on the arm, and he returned by tickling her ribs. Gwen screamed out in laughter, halfheartedly trying to fight off the bigger, stronger Brock. He finally stopped, taking pity on his weaker victim, but she was enjoying the feeling of his strong, muscled body on hers.

Eventually he let her up with a kiss when she wanted to go freshen up in the bathroom.

As she ran off, Brock jumped into his bed and waited for her return. Within a minute she was back, smiling at the beautiful naked man on the bed. She was having fun, but she was sure not done yet.

She knelt down on the bed, right between his legs, grabbing hold of his stiff cock. Gwen began stroking it slowly, watching it grow in size.

"Wow! Very nice," she commented, playing with his gorgeous erection. She ran her hands over it, thrilled with the velvety soft texture over seemingly hard iron.

"I hear it tastes good too," added Brock, encouraging her to do what she wanted with him.

Gwen giggled like a horny little schoolgirl. She then went down on Brock, taking the first few inches of him into her mouth. She could taste the salty goodness of what was slowly dripping out of him. He had gotten amazingly aroused while servicing Gwen to the point that his manhood began dripping. Gwen loved the way he tasted, so she gulped down a few more inches for good measure.

"Wow! You are good, baby," Brock complimented her, while watching Gwen go to work on his throbbing cock. Gwen had never been too confident in her love-making skills, but somehow she instinctively knew what to do with Brock.

She bobbed her head up and down along his sweet pole, trying to stuff the whole thing in her mouth. Brock had grown to a solid eight inches, and sucking the whole thing for Gwen was becoming a challenge.

Being young and fearless had its advantages, as she managed to deep throat her lover. He could feel his bulbous helmet hit the back of her throat, which occasionally gagged her. Gwen, however, was hornier than cautious, as she continued to pleasure her older lover.

"Damn! You're going to make me come soon," warned Brock, feeling her hot mouth engulf his cock.

Gwen slowly extracted his erection out of her mouth. She did not want him to blow his load, at least not yet. She was having too much fun at the moment and didn’t want it to end just yet. Besides, she had other plans for him and his beautiful cock. With him out of her mouth, Gwen pulled herself up in bed.

"Man! You almost finished me off," admitted Brock admiringly, watching Gwen climb on top of him.

"Not yet. I want to feel you inside me," she said, grabbing his erection tightly.

She placed it inside her burning hole, as she then placed her hands on Brock's chest. She used him for leverage, as she slowly rocked back and forth on his cock. He felt so good inside her, just what she needed to put out that fire that raged through her core. Brock looked up at her face and saw a young woman enjoying herself.

It was one of the most gratifying things he had seen in a long time.

"Looks like you're enjoying yourself, baby," said Brock, lazily smiling up at Gwen.