Page 36 of My First Time Fling

Mark took my hands in his. “Look at me,” he said, and I met his eyes, trying to make sense of the intensity I saw in them. “Youaregorgeous. I’ve wanted you for so long, and your body is perfect. So stop talking down about yourself, okay?”

The force of his words startled me, but it was the kindness in his eyes that hit me hardest.

“Okay,” I said softly. “I’ll try.”

He leaned in and kissed me, biting my lower lip gently before releasing it and taking ownership of my mouth. I let his tongue explore every inch of me while I stroked our cocks together. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Mark was so fucking hot and he was in bedwith me.

I wanted to show him how much he turned me on, so I shifted slightly. He looked at me in confusion as I pulled out from under him and put a hand on his chest to push him onto his back. Straddling him, I bent down and kissed his lips once before moving down to his chin, his neck, and collarbone.

I reached his stomach, tracing my tongue over his abs and silently thanking whatever god had let me spend this night with him. Mark inhaled sharply as I kissed lower, and I stopped just before I reached my true goal, his cock standing erect from his body, looking just right for sucking.

“Is this okay?” I asked, glancing back up at his face. Mark met my gaze, his dilated pupils making it clear he was enjoying himself.

“Yes,” he said, his voice rough and raspy. I’d never been more turned on.

Slowly, I bent down and slid the head of his cock into my mouth. He moaned as I took him in, and I smiled around his shaft, loving that I could make him feel that good. He reached down and tangled one hand in my hair again, massaging my neck with the other. I wasn’t always a fan of that, but with Mark, it felt hot.

And I wanted to make it even hotter. His cock was large enough that it was actually a bit of a strain to take him down deep. I thanked my lucky stars that I’d never had much of a gag reflex as I felt him hit the back of my throat.

He tasted sweet and salty, the tang of his precum tingling my tongue. He hummed and groaned, and when I finally slid his cock out of my mouth, he moaned in displeasure. I liked that, too. I sucked on his balls, rolling them around in my mouth to get them wet before caressing them with my hands while I went back to sucking his dick.

“God, Jess, I’m gonna come. I’m gonna—you should stop.”

“Do you want me to?” I asked, taking a breath before returning to my task.

“I—fuck—no, not if you don’t want to, but—”

I stopped paying attention, doubling down on my efforts. I stroked Mark’s length with one hand, tugging his balls with the other, all the while concentrating on his cock's firm, fat tip. I felt him tense underneath me.

“Fuck, Jesse—” he groaned, and then he came, spilling over into my mouth. I swallowed it down and did my best to suck out even more, loving the way he was shuddering underneath me. When he finally came to a rest, I licked him clean and pulled myself back up.

Mark leaned over to kiss me but I stopped him, placing a finger on his lips. “You don’t have to.”

“But I want to.” He pushed my finger out of the way and kissed me deeply. Then he pulled back and looked me in the eyes.

“Will you teach me how to do that?”

“I feel like I’m repeating myself,” I laughed, “but again, you don’t have to.”

“And again, I want to.”

He made his way down my body, and I already knew I wasn’t going to last long. I was too hard, and I’d been wanting this for too long. He moved between my legs and put his hand on my shaft. I trembled in his firm, warm grip as he used the precum leaking from my tip to slick my skin.

Mark licked the head of my cock once, then pulled back and looked up at me. “I, uh, I want to do a good job, so just, let me know what you like?”

“You couldn’t do a bad job if you tried,” I said, trying to control a laugh that I had a sneaking suspicion would turn into a giggle if I wasn’t careful. “Fuck, I’ve been hard all day, just thinking about you. Just do what you’d want done to you.”

“Well, then, what you just did to me, I guess,” Mark said with a smile. “I can do that.”

He leaned down again and slipped my cock into his mouth. I moaned at the heat of his mouth, the slickness of his tongue bathing my cock and stimulating it in a way nothing else could. His lips were soft and sweet, sliding up and down my shaft as he swirled his tongue around my head.

Like butter, came the errant thought, but I had to push it out of my mind before I started picturing those crabs from dinner and really did start giggling.

I really wasn’t going to be able to hold out very long. I could already feel an orgasm building as Mark massaged my balls. I spread my legs wider to give him better access and saw him reach up to lick his fingers. He brought them back down between my legs, moving backwards to my hole.

“Is this good?” he asked, hesitant. “Do you like this?”

“Oh, God, yes,” I whispered, and he began to stroke my hole in a circle, rubbing and relaxing me and then slowly pushing his finger inside.

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