Making The First Move - Sex Stories

Making The First Move

... “Well, hell… if you mean would I like to fuck you? That would be the answer to my dreams!” he said without any hesitation. “Great, because I’ve been lusting for you ever since you moved in next door to me,” I said to him. “Really?” “Oh yeah.” “Soo…when you said you wanted to borrow some sugar you meant…” “Sex,” I finished his sentence. “And since I am standing here naked, why don’t you get naked with me?” “Okay,” he replied. It took him less than twenty seconds to get out of his t-shirt, jeans and underwear. He had a nice, average-sized cock, circumcised and milky white, hanging half-staff between his legs. I stepped forward and started kissing him, and my right hand moved down between us and found his swelling sausage. My fingers wasted no time in fondling his heavy nuts and stroking his sexy dick. Jerry moaned at my touch and his hands moved up to my tits. We spend a couple of minutes playing with each other, and after he got my nipples in a tingle I dropped to my knees to get my first taste of his “sugar cane”. Just the tip at first, twirling my tongue around his bullet. When I took his cock into my mouth I didn’t stop going down on it until I had him deep inside my throat and my nose buried in his pubic hair. “Ahhh—fuuuuck!” he groaned out loud as I held him inside my throat. He started shaking when I started moving my mouth up and down on his tasty dick. I went slowly at first, and then a little faster, sucking a little harder, teasing him and heating up his passion. He ...

... discovered that I was good at sucking cock and his cock began to throb in light of my oral talents. Finding it hard to resist, he grabbed the back of my head with both hands and started fucking my mouth. I love it when a man gets a little rough with me, and my moans told him so. “Mmph-mmmph-mmmph,” I sounded, hungrily taking his thrusts, letting him give it to me as hard and deep as he wanted. “Damn, Renee!” Jerry gasped when I opened my mouth to let him see his cock pressing its way into my throat. And then he suddenly pulled his cock free of my mouth. “What’s wrong, Jerry?” I asked, fearing that my actions were becoming too offensive to him. “Nothing,” he said, “but if we keep doing this, I’m gonna come. And I don’t want to come yet.” Jerry’s answer relieved my fears. But then he said, “Why don’t you go and lay on my couch so I can return the favor. I really want to eat your pussy, Renee.” How could I refuse? I gave him a sultry smile and moved to the couch. Laying back on the cushions with my bottom at the edge, I planted one foot on the carpeting while raising my other leg up and resting it on the back of the couch. Jerry knelt between my splayed limbs and got an eyeful of the moist pink treasure before he leaned forward and started fingering, diddling and licking my sex. He was good at showing me his hunger and he got me whimpering and gasping right away. “Oh God, Jerry. Oh shit!” I cried out several times while grinding my heated cunt against his face. “You like that, ...