Olivia Marsh - Expert Tongue Trippers

"His tongue moved over mine wetly as his hands reached down and tried to touch me all over at once. He pushed aside the straps of my gown and soon had both hands cupped around my naked breasts.

"'My God, Carole, darling. You're so sweet-so soft. So wonderful.' His hands tightened around my tits and he began to move his naked body over my barely clothed flesh. 'Carole… Carole… ' he groaned over and over, working my nipples with his rough fingers.

"I was a little apprehensive about his eagerness. Take it easy, Ron, darling,' I urged, touching his hair lovingly while attempting to ease my body from under his. 'We have all night long. Just kiss and hold me awhile, okay?'

"He nodded against my shoulder, quieting as if suddenly aware that he had been pressing his cock against my thighs long before I was ready for any such action. He was very hard at that point, and I could feel his dick throbbing against my leg.

"'I want you to go slowly, darling, so we can enjoy every bit of it,' I whispered to him, again feeling very grown-up and sure of myself. Actually, that pulsating tool of his worried me more than I'd cared to admit to myself. It felt like a third leg between his thighs, and I couldn't imagine taking it up that virgin slit of mine. Still, I was ready to give it a try, after a bit more of a warm-up, that is.

"Ron went back to kissing me, this time moving his mouth to my ears, chin, neck and finally, my nipples. He sucked each, slowly at first, then with increasing force.

"This I loved. Most of the boys I'd been out with had managed a minute or two of such action, and it always had taken my strongest willpower to force them to stop. All I wanted to do was close my eyes and let them tongue and suck my sensitive nipples as long as they wanted to. I began to moan softly as Ron worked on them for me. My body gradually relaxed all over and I felt a familiar warmth in my belly. A hot slickness began to build between my thighs and I arched my back and rocked gently from side to side, feeding him first one nipple, then the other, holding the abandoned breast with both my hands until it was again claimed by his hot mouth. All the while Ron's hands were sliding all over my nakedness under the filmy gown, molding around my hips, following the indentation of my waist, reaching down to fondle handfuls of my ass cheeks, and finally, slipping between my legs, brushing away the dark curls in order to find and finger my stiffening clitoris and juicing hole. He was doing it right at last, and my sighs and groans told him just how much I was loving what he was doing to me.

"Finally, his mouth pulled away from my breasts and he got busy freeing me from the gown which was now twisted around my hips. At last it was on the floor next to the bed and Ron was mounting me.

"I fought down a desire to ask him to wait just a bit longer. After all, I was excited and ready. I could feel the sticky juices of my own desire on the insides of my thighs. It was time.

"Ron eased between my thighs smoothly. 'Open your legs all the way, Carole, honey. Put them up around my back. Don't fight me, baby. I love you…'

"Fighting off a touch of panic, but still ripe and ready, I did as he asked, my heart hammering in my chest as I felt him use his hand to line his cock up with my tight cunt.

"His excitement was so strong I could feel it even over my own. ‘Is this really your first time, Carole, darling? Am I really the first guy to shove his dick up that tight hole of yours?' he asked as he started to push into me. His voice was more like a groan.

"'Yes!' I answered, panting and attempting to retreat a bit as he pressed against me. The head of his dick was into me, and the pressure was painful already, in spite of my slick readiness. 'Go slow, baby, please… ‘

"I don't even know if he heard me. For a moment he couldn't seem to make any progress. He was lodged into me only an inch or two. But he suddenly jerked back a little, then lunged forward, and with one terrible plunge he was ripping into me, filling my tightness with his huge shaft, forcing inch after inch into my protesting channel.

"I screamed and struggled to get away, but the mattress under me held me still, defenseless against the cock that shot farther and farther into me with each twitch of his slim hips. All traces of my desire were swallowed up in the pain, so that I was uselessly pounding against his hips with my heels, against his broad shoulders with my fists. 'Don't! Please, don't! Stop! Ron! It hurts!'

"But he didn't stop moving until he was in me all the way. Then he rested against me, breathing hard, his mouth kissing the dry corners of my mouth as if nothing was wrong. He speared my mouth with his tongue, burying it into my throat as his cock was buried deeply into my sore and aching cunt. 'It'll feel good in a while,' he whispered, kissing my ear.

"'Take it out, Ron,' I whined, 'it hurts too much.'

" 'Just relax, honey… ' He shivered a little, and I could feel the throbbing in my pussy without knowing how much of it was his pulsating cock and how much was the stretched-walls' painful protest. Then he began to move in me again, this time more slowly.

"At first it just ached, but after a few more thrusts I went kind of numb-I ceased feeling much of anything. I remained under Rod, not moving much at all, only when his weight forced me to respond. I just was there, a hole for him to plug with his massive shaft, my legs still around him, my arms limply around his neck. When finally he came in me, shooting his cream into my womb with a deep moan, I was glad it was almost over. He slipped out of me finally, rolling to my side. I felt slightly battered, as if I'd been hit by an unexpected car and was waiting for someone to tell me if I was or was not going to live. But that was mostly on the head level-my body ached, and I could hardly bring my thighs together.

"Afterwards, Ron was gentle again. ‘Hey, I know that was kind of rough on you, honey, but it'll be much better next time, I promise.'

"I'm absolutely sure there wouldn't have been a next time if it wasn't for a sudden inspiration on Ron's part. He kissed my cheek, then pushed away the covers and looked down at my naked body. Then he bent down and kissed my breasts, then my belly. 'I'm sorry I hurt you, Carole.' He kissed me lower, beneath my indented navel. 'So sorry, sweetheart.' His lips brushed my dark matted hairs. ‘I'll kiss it better, baby…'

"I moaned weakly as his warm lips touched the puffy head of my still extended clitoris. Instantly I could feel a fresh rush of juices rise between my legs. Then his mouth kissed my bruised vagina. Again I groaned, only this time there was no mistaking the pleasure and new desire in my groan. Aware, Ron brought his face to my cunt again, this time kissing harder, his lips moving over my clit. I thought I would pass out from a shock of ecstasy far sharper than the agony I'd felt from his big cock.

"Inspired, Ron reached down, grabbed my balled-up nightie and brought it between my thighs, catching and mopping up his own cream in the filmy garment. Then, throwing it down again, he lowered his face once more to my pussy, and this time shoved his tongue into the opening so recently widened by his prick. I went wild.

"Suddenly all the desire I'd felt before Ron had mounted me returned, and even the persistent ache in my crotch receded. I was aware only of the silky tongue straining into me. It was wonderful.

"By backing my hips slowly into the mattress, I was able to lead Ron's tongue up the narrow pathway to my clitoris. Once there, his tongue slowly began to lap at the hard marble of flesh, to my obvious delight. He'd only run his tongue over the sensitive prong a dozen or so times when I suddenly grabbed for his blond hair and exploded into a series of spasms that forced my body to double with the intensity of the sensation. His mouth fastened around my clit just as I came, and the gentle sucking motion almost drove me out of my mind.