Drowned In His Desire

8

She blushed. "No," she whispered in my ear. "I've kind of played around outside clothes, but I've never actually seen a real one. Just like on TV and the internet. I'm kind of afraid, Canyon."

"It's okay," I told her. "We'll go slow and gentle. Touch me, Dara."

Her tiny little hand pushed under the waistband of my boxers and I think she expected to find hair. I don't keep any. Cybill shaved me the first time and I liked it so much I've never gone back. I felt her hot little fingers close on me, and she jerked back as if she had been shocked. She reached back down again and her grasp was firm this time.

She sat up. "I want to see," she said. She tugged at my boxers and I rose up so she could pull them off. She gasped when she got her first sight. "Is it supposed to be that big?" she giggled.

"Yeah, I think so," I laughed. "What would you have to compare it to?"

"We need a banana for scale," she said.

We both burst into laughter at the internet meme. That took a lot of tension out of the moment and she wiggled around until her face was right next to my c**k. "I think it's bigger than a banana," she said. "I want to play with him, Canyon."

"Okay, but only if I get to play with you," I said.

"No," she was insistent. "I don't want you distracting me. I want to remember everything about this." Her hot little hands were all over me, stroking and sliding, testing the weight, the textures, everything she could. She cupped and massaged my balls, gently and then she surprised me by leaning down and giving the head a lick. My c**k twitched and she giggled. "He can do tricks," she said.

She gave me another swipe with her tongue and then she swooped in, plunging me inside her mouth and sucking as if she was eating a lollipop. Her head bobbed and she pumped me with her fist as she moved. Those TV and internet things she'd watched must have been pretty graphic! She was a natural. She loved on my c**k for about three minutes and she had me ready to blow. I tried to pull her up.

"Dara, I'm going to c*m if you don't stop," I warned her.

Her lips popped off for a second. "I want you to," she said. She swallowed me again and I think she felt the tension rising in me because her hand became a blur and she began to swirl her tongue around the head of my c**k, driving me wild. My hips lurched up, burying four or five inches in her mouth, and I felt her gag a little as the head hit the back of her throat. Then, I was exploding in her hot little mouth. She gagged again when the first burst hit the back of her throat, but she wasn't about to give up. She backed up off me a little and I could hear her swallowing and slurping away. I have no idea how she kept from choking, as inexperienced as she was, because it felt like I spurted a gallon of c*m. She kept at it until the last spasms were gone and her eyes never left my face the whole time. She raised her head, gobs of c*m running down her chin, and she looked like a little messy angel.

In one of the most erotic motions I've ever seen, she cleaned her chin with her finger and then stuck it in her mouth, cleaning her finger. She swallowed and I pulled her up, trying to reach her lips.

"No," she protested. "Let me go rinse my mouth."

"There's no way I'm letting you out of this bed," I told her. "If it was good enough for you, it's good enough for me." I crushed her to me and claimed those puffy lips as my own.

I rolled her onto her back and kissed my way down her neck, nipping her exposed throat and nuzzling into the sensitive hollow between her collarbone and neck. She shivered and moaned. I kissed the hollow at the base of her throat, making my way down to her breasts. When I began to kiss those delightful little mounds, her moans grew and when I took one little bullet n****e inside my lips, damned if she didn't c*m again! I worked them until I thought they were becoming sensitive before continuing my way south. I nibbled and kissed my way down over the arch of her ribs onto the flat plane of her belly, dipping into her tiny little navel with my tongue. It was the cutest little elongated oval and she had a piercing there with a small diamond stud. It was very sexy and I nibbled lower until I reached the dainty little panties. I tugged at them and she raised her hips so I could slide them down. I just froze as I looked down at her.

She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. She stretched and arched her back, looking like an erotic doll. She was smooth and bare, not a trace of hair and her skin was baby soft as I kissed my way down, tickling the top of her cleft with my tongue and tasting her sweet and tangy slickness. She was dripping wet and I could see little droplets clinging to her labia. I lifted her legs, sliding around and placing them over my shoulders. Her p***y lips parted and I could smell her now, the faint muskiness of aroused girl mixed with the scent of the soap she used. I lapped up the nectar and she began to moan out her pleasure. Her inner thighs began to tremble as I tongue f****d her, dipping inside as far as I could reach and wiggling my tongue around.

My hand was on the muscled plane of her belly and I could feel the trembling reach there, too. The tension built as I reached up and cupped her breast, rolling a n****e between my fingers and then it snapped. She shrieked and bridged up off the bed, shaking in her orgasm until I could hardly maintain my position. She bucked under me and I moved my hands to cup the round, hard cheeks of her ass, holding her in place.