Page 63 of Just for Fun
He continues his trail until he reaches the band of my panties.
“I will watch it run down your body…” He places open mouthed kisses along the material, making me break out into tiny little bumps. Staring up at me, he pulls on the elastic with his teeth.
“I will get drunk off it while drinking it off your sweet pussy.”
Something strange happens to me. I don’t know if it is caused by the fact that he is about to be my very first sexual partner, or if I am hallucinating. But something liquid gushes out of me at hearing his words, and my vision goes blurry.
“That’s my girl,” he mumbles from somewhere in the vicinity of my most private parts, but I can’t focus on anything other than this feeling of absolute joy that’s invaded my body. I love everything that he’s doing to me, and I don’t want him to stop anytime soon.
I feel him pulling onto my panties to take them off, and I lift my hips to assist him with it. I can’t imagine that whatever he will do to me next will be less pleasurable.
Since I am expecting everything to be at the same level of awesomeness, I about jump out of my skin when I feel his mouth rightthere…
“Oh my god, Kyle!” My hands find his head again, with fingers digging into his scalp and pulling on his hair.
He sucks on me like it’s everything he’s ever wanted. When he alternates between that and licking at my entrance, I see stars. I can feel liquid that never stops gushing out of me. It causes me to experience this weird mixture of embarrassment and intense pleasure.
“You are so good,” Kyle calls out from in between my legs. “You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?”
He continues talking, saying things that I don’t understand, things that I don’t even want to understand. All I care about is how he’s making me feel, and there is no comparison to anything I have ever experienced.
I stare at the ceiling but I’m not sure that I can actually see it. My body is weightless, the only thing holding me down right now being Kyle’s tongue as he’s licking me dry. That is my anchor. Except for the fact that nothing is dry, and the more he works on me, the wetter I get.
I open my mouth, ready to scream, but nothing comes out. Instead, my back arches off the bed, almost painfully so. For a split second, I fear that I might die. It would be very unfortunate if I died during what I can only assume is my very first orgasm from oral sex.
It’s not until my brain kicks into gear again that I realize it’s over. That feeling of intense pleasure is still there, though. It’s in every fiber of my body.
Once the dust has settled so to speak, there is so much pressure in between my legs, and I am at the point where I can’t stand the feeling of Kyle touching me like that anymore. The spot is too sensitive now that the pleasure is floating away.
I push at Kyle’s head, trying to be as gentle as I can. I’d hate to offend him after all that. Fortunately, he moves right away, and I close my eyes, allowing myself a few moments of recovery before I have to make any eye contact with him.
Somewhere in the background of all the noise inside my head, I feel the mattress moving, then some shuffling that I can’t place. After a few seconds, I open my eyes and try to clear the haze surrounding my brain.
“What are you doing?” I whisper when I notice Kyle standing on the side of the bed as I make every effort not to glance below his waist. I am curious but so not ready for that, I realize with a start.
Kyle, with his always happy demeanor, gives me a cheery grin. “I had to grab a condom.”
That is when I lose control of my eyeballs, and they slide down his body. The part of him that’s supposed to go inside of me looks huge, so much bigger than when he pulled it out the other night. I understand the mechanics of the act, but there is no way it can go inside of me.
Kyle places his hands on the mattress, then crawls up to me until he is in between my legs. They open up in invitation for himdespite what my head is thinking. Apparently, the other parts of me have different ideas.
The moment he settles over me, with his elbows on each side of my head, I have this little panic attack. I want to tell him that I need a little more time. That maybe we’ll resume on some other day. That maybe…
His messy hair falls down his forehead, almost covering his eyes. Their intense color is holding me hostage, and I can’t mutter one word. When he brings his mouth closer, my lips open in invitation, ready for the hot kiss he’s promising without words.
Our mouths connect, and he doesn’t disappoint. His tongue does a couple of lazy sweeps, going in and out, tempting me to follow suit. My eyes close again as I give this kiss my all, hoping that this night will be as memorable for Kyle as it is for me.
While leaning to the side, he brings one hand up and touches the side of my breast. He skims his fingers against my skin before cupping it, then focusing on the protruding nipple. His fingers squeeze just a tad too hard, and my hips automatically come up. I feel his very generous erection brushing against me, and I want more.
Kyle’s mouth tastes different this time, and I realize that it has to be from him licking me. That means that he tastes like… me. Had I thought of it before he started kissing me again, I would’ve shied away from having his mouth anywhere near me. But now, as his tongue continues massaging mine ever so gently, I have to admit that I don’t mind any of this at all. In fact, it’s a huge turn on.
I can feel myself getting extremely wet again. It happens so fast, I don’t even have time to process it. Instinctively, I open up to him, and when that is still not enough, I bring my heels higher on the mattress and press myself against him with everything in me.
“Fuck yeah,” Kyle groans into my mouth while his fingers are still giving my nipple all the attention that it needs. At some point, he switches arms, resting on the other side of me while his hand goes to my neglected breast.
“Please,” I whisper, although, I have no idea what I am even asking for. All I know is that he is making me feel good, and that if he stops, I will go ballistic on him.
Kyle disconnects our mouths, and before I have a chance to protest, he comes up to his knees while pushing my breasts together, his lips taking turns as they wrap around each nipple. During this entire time, his hips rock gently, with his member coming incredibly close to the one part of me that he is about to change forever.
