Heather Brown: Blow girl

From my experience I knew that all men luxuriate in the feeling of being pampered, especially one so young and inexperienced as Jeff. I began to strip off his trunks, slowly, lovingly, sensually, with all of the erotic soul I could summon. I put my hands inside his suit and began slowly pulling the trunks down as I pushed against him with my hips. The maddening friction between his cock and my undulating body was driving him crazy.

I held him close like that for a moment or two, rubbing against him gently as his trunks fell to the floor and his steel prick rammed against my stomach. I put my hands around his ass and started to ply and knead the bottom curves of his exposed asscheeks.

I motioned for Jeff to lie down on his back, and when he started to say something I shushed him. When he was supine I started massaging him with my fingertips, concentrating on the area between his knees and his waist. I spread his legs and gently stroked the sensitive inside of his thighs. Oh, he was such a beautiful boy, with a slight tan, freckles on his shoulders, and no hair on him except under his arms and framing his long, slim cock that protruded up from his groin at a forty-five-degree angle.

I continued to massage him, working ever closer to his crotch. I ran my finger down the little crease between his balls and his thigh. He shuddered with pleasure as I eased my teasing finger under him and began playing with his asshole. Exploring it, tickling it, I was driving him crazy with pleasure as he elevated his ass for greater access and I probed his bunghole for a moment with an inch of my finger.

Placing my face down to his loins while I continued with my hands, I used my tongue to investigate the furrow between his puckering asshole and the underside of his balls. As I licked his balls, I used one hand to squeeze them gently, while the fingers of my other hand played in the thatch of his pubic hair.

Finally, I went down on his gorgeous palpitating cock and sucked it and licked it until it was completely drenched, then massaged the moisture into the shaft with my busy hands. He was going nuts. Just as he'd reach the breaking point, I would briefly take his whole prick into my mouth and slide up and down on it, from the tip to the base, before I resumed the maddening massage.

Just when he seemed about ready to pass out from the urgency of his passion, I began to bathe him all over with my darting tongue. I licked the base of his rampant cock, his swollen balls, the insides of his thighs, the furrows and creases surrounding his cock and balls, and, last, but not least, the red rose of his asshole.

At this point his moans had become so piteous that I had to stop playing with his beautiful young body and give him what he wanted. Taking his fiery prick into my mouth down to the hair, I felt it press warmly against my throat. Then I slid my lips back up to the tip, and then sucked it back down a second time. Meanwhile, my hands fondled his balls and fiddled with his asshole. My mouth revolved as I moved up and down the length of his cock. On about the fourth or fifth swallow I could feel his prick expand even more in my mouth. I knew that the explosion wouldn't be long in coming. I held his cock deeply in my mouth and throat a second longer than usual because I knew he was going to come now and I wanted to be sure I caught every drop. A torrent of scalding jism pounded into my throat, causing me to gag in ecstasy as I was almost choked by the bubbling man milk.

When it was all over, between gasps for breath Jeff turned to me and panted, "Where did you learn that?" As an answer I put my fingers to my lips, telling him to be quiet, and went back to working on his prick again. He'd had his satisfaction, now I was going to prime him up again so he could lick me off and throw a fuck in me so I could get my jollies.

I stood up and kicked off my bathing suit in a flash, and then came down on him with my knees at each side of his head and my moist cunt staring him in the face as I hunched over and started arousing his flaccid prick with my busy mouth. He seemed so inexperienced that he undoubtedly had never sixty-nined before, but, apparently, instinct Was guiding him, for he quickly pushed his face into the hairy swamp of my waiting cunt spread widely in front of him and began lashing his tongue into my slit. I took his cock which was starting to show definite signs of renewed life and proceeded to lick the sides of it as he licked my cunt. I took pains to keep my rhythm and tempo even with his.

He ate my cunt expertly, considering that this was very likely his first experience at it. His tongue was warm and wet in the right way on the right spot. As I kissed and lightly sucked his prick, I could feel small spasms occurring within me. I knew these were merely previews to the wild climax I would be having soon.

As we sucked and licked each other's cock and cunt, I slowly lowered my haunches completely so that I was sitting flush on his face, smothering him with my randy, pulsating gash. I could tell by the way he redoubled his licking and teasing and tongue action that he loved it. I moved my hips in a sensuous circular motion and expanded and contracted my stomach muscles so that my cunt would breathe in his face, and suck the spit from his drooling mouth.

Finally, I was worked up to a fever pitch and could stand waiting no longer. I had to fuck! I had to have his cock pumping away inside my cunt. Fortunately, it was once again as hard as a rock, thanks to my inventive playing with it and my searing cunt in his face. I got off him and flopped on to my back with my legs bent at the knees and as far apart as I could spread them, my smoldering slobbering cunt crying to be fucked.

Jeff mounted me. He had trouble finding my hole, but I wrapped my hand around that steel cock of his and expertly guided it into my hungry snatch, instantly tightening my cunt muscles so that he was locked in. I breathed a sigh of relief as he started moving his prick back and forth in me. It was harder than steel and hotter than fire. I felt like it was going to split me in two as he pumped me more and more furiously and my ass rolled recklessly as his dick rubbed the walls of my viselike cunt.

"Oh, God!" I cried. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder!"

He responded by pumping even harder in me, his stiff prick causing unbelievable friction in all the right places.

"That's the way," I moaned. "Keep your cock going inside of me! Give it to me, please, I've got to have every inch of it! Oooooh, that's good!" I cried as be went even deeper into my throbbing cunt.

Increasing the ante, I slid my hand between the tangle of our bodies and began to squeeze his balls. I wanted him to really explode! I wanted every drop of cum he had to be sucked up by my ravenous cunt.

Then I felt he was ready, and so was I. His breathing became labored. He penetrated even further as he grabbed me by the cheeks of my ass and pulled my body even closer to his. I could feel his cock choking with jism ready to explode. Just when I sensed he was going to blow, I stabbed my finger to the knuckle up his asshole, and with that an onslaught of cum flowed into my cunt. The orgasm was like a blinding flash, taking me to the edge of unconsciousness and back again several times.

When it was over we lay side by side for a while, our bodies glistening with perspiration, cum, and cunt juice. Finally, I reached over and kissed him, and got up and went into the bathroom and took a shower. It was reluctantly that I washed his wonderful jism from my cunt. After I was finished showering, I went to my bedroom and dressed. When I came back into the living room he was sitting on the couch with his pants and shirt on, pulling on his sneakers.

"You want something to eat?" he asked boyishly.

"That would be great," I said, "I'm starved."