My new life: Moving In - Sex Stories

My new life: Moving In

... to her pussy. I wasn’t going to stop. If anything short of my dead grandparents came through that door, I wouldn't pause for even the briefest moment. The vibrations of my laugh must have felt good. Clara suddenly stopped rambling and let out a loud squeal of pleasure. I took that as my sign to move up to her clit. I sucked as much of her pussy into my mouth as I lashed her love button with my tongue for all I was worth. The squeal rose in a crescendo into a soft scream and then a loud one. I hummed as I thought about how awkward introductions would be with new neighbors the following morning. The vibrations of my humming sent her over the edge. “Fuck! I’m Cumming!” She cried out as her body convulsed much as mine had. My mouth was suddenly filled with copious amounts of a new fluid that flowed freely from her slit. I slurped up every drop and kept on flicking her clit with my tongue. Her pelvis thrust into my mouth and I couldn't help but moan into her sweet, sweet lips. Her orgasm lasted nearly a full minute and it wasn't until after an additional minute that her muscles relaxed. “Kiss me, sweetie.” Clara insisted as I laid down beside her again. Without thinking I obliged. Her mouth tasted saltier than before. It was my cum that I was tasting! The realization almost caused me to break the kiss early, but when Clara moaned at her own taste on my mouth, I realized the paradoxical thought. If she could enjoy the taste of her own cum on my lips, I could do the same. This ...

... was a kiss of need, of desire, of passion. Our tongues were battling for control, both of us trying to probe the other’s mouth to learn every contour. Finally, after what felt like an eternity that was all too short, Clara broke away for a breath. “I need you to fuck me!” It wasn't a request, it was a demand. My mouth went dry in realization. “I, uh, I don’t have any condoms.” I’d never had a need for them. I didn't even have a five year old condom in my wallet. Clara laughed, “Felix, three things.” She held up as many fingers. “One, I’m on birth control, so we don’t have to worry about pregnancy. Two, I've never had unprotected sex with anyone else, and I had myself tested after my last relationship in college. I’m clean. But if you’d feel more comfortable waiting to do it, I’m okay with that.” “Alright, I’m fine with the first two, what’s the third?” A huge grin split her face and her eyes lit up. “And three,” she prodded my bare chest with her remaining finger. “You are definitely clean because you’re a virgin. But I’m hoping I can fix that in a bit. That okay with you, Tiger?” Her eyes narrowed, “Ooh, I like that, Tiger. It’s a pet name that’s wild and strong. You okay with that, Tiger?” “Tiger? Works for me.” I agreed. Without another word, I gave myself over to my lust. I grabbed both of her arms, pushed her over onto her back, and positioned myself between her legs. I don’t think I could’ve performed that maneuver without injury in my wildest imaginings, but I somehow ...