Page 69 of Choices

She squeezes my hand, causing it to squeeze her breast. I've been dreaming of this since I first saw her.

Her kind heart and plump tits are a tie for what I love best about her.

She backs us up until her knees hit the mattress and she sits. Like this she's eye level with my cock, which I'm sure she can see straining against my jeans.

She licks her lips in a move that gives my cock its own heartbeat.

Fuck me.

She undoes my belt while I toe off my boots and pull my shirt over my head eagerly. She ghosts her warm fingertips down the ridges of my abs.

"Wow, Santi. You're stunning." Ilove how she leisurely drags her gaze up and around my body, like a caress.

My cock complains, though.

I kick off my jeans and crawl on top of her on the bed. She wiggles back a little to give me more room, but I don't want room.

You show me?I ask.

She bites her lip and nods, so with a confidence I don't really feel, I press her skirt up around her hips and bury my face between her thighs.

"Oh! God!" She screams, and the ache in my boxer briefs only increases. I press my hips into the mattress, desperate for any kind of friction.

"Um...whew...okay..." she pants, knowing she's supposed to be teaching me.

I drag her panties down and toss them onto the pile of my clothes. I'll be keeping those.

"Just lick me? And play with my clit?" She gives a breathy, self-deprecating chuckle. "I've never gone down on a girl, so I don't really know what to do."

I grab her hand gently and bring it to her soaking-wet core so she can show me.

She takes her middle finger and rubs her clit back and forth and then in a circle, before slipping a finger inside and moaning.

Alright, enough fucking show and tell.

I swat her hand away and replace her finger with mine and latching my mouth to her clit. She tastes musky and sweet and not at all what I was expecting. Her pussy is tight, and I explore the ridges inside of it, imagining what that's going to feel like on my cock.

Internally, I groan.

Thatis until I hit a spot that feels different and am rewarded with a deep, guttural moan and an arched back. I dart my head up to look at her. Her pale skin is flushed with pink. Her chest, neck, and cheeks are all stained with the color. She's got both of her breasts in her hands, squeezing them hard. She's fucking gorgeous like this.

So I find that rough patch of skin again and stroke it while sucking and tonguing her clit. She writhes, moans, gasps, and mewls and I have to essentially fuck the mattress I'm so hard.

Until it's too late. She comes and when I feel her walls squeeze around my fingers, I can't help but to imagine my fingers are my cock. I feel my balls tighten as I unload into my briefs.

I bury my head in her thigh in embarrassment, my hips thrusting gently as wave after wave of cum fill my boxers. Maybe I can just slide the boxers off and she won't notice. Her eyes are still closed, her breathing slowing, so I stand, turn my back to her, and slip my boxers off, making quick work of the cum stuck to my leg.

But of course, I've never been that lucky.

"Did you just come?"

I wince, but turn to look at her. There's not an ounce of judgment in her voice, just open curiosity and...hopefulness? I don't get that.

Now my cheeks heat with embarrassment, but I nod.

She throws her head back against the mattress. "That's so fucking hot." She groans, groping her chest again.

A relieved smile crosses my face. Of course, she wouldn't care. She knows I'm a virgin.

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