1. Marcy's Playground 7 by loyalsock


    Date: 1/27/2017, Categories: First Time Author: loyalsock 

    ... under lids that were half-mast with a gaze that could ignite a forest fire. &#034Yeah,&#034 he said. &#034Say it.&#034 He cracked up. &#034You're a quick study, Lafferty.&#034 &#034I'm learning from the best.&#034 &#034Aw,&#034 he said sweetly, and then he licked his lips and the fire detonated again. &#034Put that small, soft hand on my dick. Let me show you how to jerk me off.&#034 He reached up and put a hand in my hair. &#034I want that hot mouth over the head of my cock. Blow me.&#034 I laughed. &#034You're a perv.&#034 &#034You think that's perv? Oh... just wait until you hear the things I want to do to you.&#034 I shivered. He took my hand. &#034You want it? Take it.&#034 I hovered right above his erection. It bounced a little, literally quivering. &#034He looks like he's excited,&#034 I said. &#034Naw. He's just doing push-ups. Keeping in shape for you. In case you need him as a prop for your learning.&#034 Still, I hesitated. &#034Formidable.&#034 I said the only word that came to mind. &#034You think so, baby? Wait until you touch it.&#034 I've done this before; I can do it again. I reached that last little bit and stroked the underside. &#034So soft,&#034 I whispered. &#034Not what you're supposed to say when you're touching a guy's dick,&#034 he said. But he obviously didn't mind. &#034And so hard,&#034 I said. &#034That's better.&#034 I ran one finger up and down the underside. Dicks are really weird. I looked at Jean-Luc's face. Patient. &#034Does it feel ...
    ... good?&#034 I asked. He reached out and touched one of my nipples, lightly rubbing across the bud until it popped out again. &#034Yeah,&#034 he said. I arched into his hand. Was he saying what I was doing to him felt as good as what he was doing to me? Because it was making me feel wonderful everywhere. It was breathtaking, incredible, magical, that he could just reach out and touch me, with such a sure hand, and drive me crazy. I wrapped my hand around his hard shaft, marveling at how small and white my hand seemed against the fierce, strong length of him. &#034Harder,&#034 he whispered. I squeezed my hand a little harder, and began to stroke up and down the way he taught me. He moaned. A wonderful, warm, liquid feeling started in my chest and filled up my whole torso. Victory. I pumped faster and faster, and his cock felt like a caged monster, independent of both of us, yet connected to both of us, ferocious, powerful, and alive. I looked at him. He was gritting his teeth and looking at me like I was the most fantastic girl in the world. Up and down, up and down. I fell into a nice, beating rhythm. I leaned over and very tentatively licked the interesting looking part just under the head. He arched up off the mattress. And it seemed perfect. The world was perfect. His words were ground out, strained. &#034Stop, baby, stop. Or I won't last.&#034 I stopped. He rolled on top of me. He kissed me. If our kisses before were great, this one was positively galaxy moving. &#034What do you ...
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