1. The Ultimate Teenage Beach Adventure


    Date: 5/24/2017, Categories: First Time Sex Humor, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Source: xHamster

    "It's just as fat but I believe your dick is only two-thirds as long as Chip's," said Chelsea, forefinger tapping the moist eye at the top of the subject item. As she withdrew the fingertip, a thin thread of clear liquid followed it. Dolf, to whom the subject item was attached, said, "That means his is about eight inches. I don't believe it. I've seen his dick." She cocked an eyebrow. "When it was hard?" Before he could respond she snorted. "Hard! Why do you guys call it that? They don't really get _hard_, not like a piece of wood." "It feels hard to me, like right now. Don't change the subject. When did you see Chip's hard?" She sniffed. Her hand re-enclosed the subject item and she nodded as if in confirmation. "Eight is about right." "The right size? Are you bitching?" "No, I mean, that's the length of Chip's. I saw him measure it. But no, I'm not complaining." She smiled brightly. "Just the opposite. I prefer the size of this one ... because I can do this." Dolf was lying on his back, legs spread, head propped on a pillow. Chelsea lay on her belly between his legs, knees bent and bare feet waving in the air behind her. Having yet to remove the T-shirts they had worn on the beach, they were otherwise nude. When standing, she, a plump brunette, was tall as he, a skinny carrot top. Both were 18, having recently graduated from the same high school. Her head went down and her lips surrounded the short but turgid member. Her head continued until the shaft was fully enclosed ...
    ... and her nose was buried in his pubic hair, a darker orange than on his head because sunlight rarely penetrated here. He gasped and shivered. Her eyes twinkled up at him under a wrinkled forehead. Although her mouth was buried in the impromptu beard, she was obviously grinning. He felt strange flesh somewhere in her throat as her lips clamp the base of his shaft -- and a thrill of pleasure in the buried head. "God, Chelsea!" he exclaimed. "Don't swallow it!" She choked, raised her head and laughed heartily. "Is that what it looked like to you?" "Exactly! Like you turned me into a girl." "Scared you, did I?" "Well, no. Not _scared_." She cocked her head. "What did it feel like?" "Really good!" "Can't you be more descriptive?" He thought a moment. "Kind of like your pussy. A bit like hitting that thing in the back ... the, uh, cervix?" She nodded slowly. "I guess that makes sense. I need to do more with my tongue." "Except I could feel your mouth closing, which you can't in a pussy." "Really? When I tighten up down there, doesn't it feel like a mouth closing?" "Well, sort of, but that's at the middle of the dick. Your mouth was tight at the bottom. That feels better." "Much better? "Yeah." He grinned. "Because it's your _mouth_. It's special to stick your dick in a pretty girl's face." "Oh, now you think I'm pretty?" "Huh! I've always thought so." "You never said anything." "Because you were a big cheerleader and ..." "And what?" "You only dated jocks." "Why aren't you a jock, ...
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