The Summerhouse - Anne's Story - Sex Stories

The Summerhouse - Anne's Story

... my experience from most young men, who, after they had recovered from their first climax, would have had only one thing on their minds – their next orgasm, and who only thought of my cunt as a place to deposit their fertile seed. Oh, I enjoyed the feeling of their rampant young cocks inside me, throbbing and pulsing as they ejaculated time after time in my hot, wet hole, but all to often I had been left disappointed and wanting. Once I had licked the last drop of cum from his penis, Oliver lifted me to my feet, and after giving me a long hug, and kissed me all over my face, gently pushed me back onto the day bed. “Dearest Anne,” he said softly, “that was oh so wonderful, but it is your turn now. Before I enter you, I want to worship your pussy with my tongue and lips, and to feel you cumming in waves of exquisite and deepest pleasure. Hearing these sweet words, my insides turned a somersault, and my heart swelled with love and pride in my young and considerate beau. Oliver was the first man after Bill, to give me such unselfish and sensitive loving, and in his arms I found pleasure of a new level. I laid back on the bed and spread my legs as wide as I could, showing him how I was wet to the point of dripping. Kneeling between my legs, Oliver started kissing up my inner thighs with the gentlest of tiny touches. I immediately began to tremble and moan and rock my hips to urge him closer to my needy and vacant vagina. Without further delay, which would have been painful ...

... teasing, he began kissing my labia and using the point of his tongue to part my outer lips. The ecstasy! I had been looking forward to this all day and I could hardly contain myself to not scream with the excitement of it. "More, darling, faster, please, oh please," I begged. And he took his fingers and opened my lips so he could push his tongue with deep and loving force into my vagina. I started pushing with all the leverage I could get toward his mouth wanting more and more. Taking my bottom in his big, strong hands he pulled me into his mouth and face. Oh, I couldn't stop the feelings of such urgency for this young man. I wanted all of him, every part of him and I wanted him to use and adore every part of me. After working on my sweet little cunt over and over with his lovely mouth, giving me climax after climax, I was exhausted. The most wonderful lethargy came over me. Kissing my face and holding me close, Oliver held me until I had recovered my ability to speak. "Please, sweet darling, would you now enter me with that beautiful hard cock as a going away gift to a woman to loves you so much.” With a smile he gently moved his cock all around my opening and eased himself inside. And from there on, the loving thrusts and kisses did indeed give me the feelings of a young girl having her first lover inside her body. We rode so high and matched stroke for stroke, that when we reached the pinnacle, it was as one joint climax, which seemed to go on for ever and ever. When we finally ...