Goodbye, Miss Granger - Part 4 - Sex Stories

Goodbye, Miss Granger - Part 4

... his shorts with my other hand, I felt further down and found his balls, not sure whether I was revolted or excited by the squishy skin around them. His cock throbbed again and then in a delayed reaction, his balls swelled threateningly in my other hand. It made me think of the hot cum that was boiling away inside, ready to surge forward into my willing body. ‘Revolted’ was out; I must be excited. Using my wrists to lever down his shorts, I brought out my prize – although standing behind him as I was, I still couldn’t see it. Gripping him firmly, I stroked upwards, pulling the cock-skin along and marvelling at the hard ridges and veins that passed silkily beneath my grip. I had only ever used a smooth vibrator, but now I wondered what I was missing; it was like peanut-butter: boring without the lumps! Right now, the lumps were ALL I wanted. With my heart hammering, I squeezed tighter and stroked all the way back down to the base, pressing my fist into his pubis and making him gasp, though not with pain, I thought. His cock pumped again, and again I wondered how it would feel throbbing like that inside me. I closed my eyes and pictured it doing exactly that: opening me up for the first time as he slid thickly into my silky sheath, the close walls of my virgin sex holding him tight in their embrace as he surged inside me, his unyielding hardness forcing me open. I whimpered into his ear with my need, stroking his cock again, slowly up and down, squeezing his shaft to feel it ...

... pump and then tightening around his balls as they echoed the swelling a moment later. “Oh shit,” I heard Kevin whisper. The next time his cock flexed it stayed that way, improbably hard and thick in my slowly pumping fist, then I heard him catch his breath and suddenly I felt his manhood spasm and a buzzing vibration beneath my knuckles as he came, his rushing seed streaming through his cock beneath my tight grasp in half a dozen fast pumps. “I remember now,” I said quietly in his ear, still slowly pumping his cock and feeling the weak spasms subside as it softened in my hand. “Kate Winslet moved her lips close to his ear and she whispered: ‘I’m ready’.” “I’m ready too,” he replied breathlessly. “Or at least, I will be soon.” Belinda had warned me he would be quick, and I could see how that would be disappointing if he was inside me. But this way it was good; if he had taken a long time then I would be wondering whether I was doing it right. And also according to Belinda – she was now assuming goddess-like wisdom in my mind – he would last longer next time. And longer the time after that. That one was the winner, she claimed, that was the golden ratio. Make your first-time his third, or third of the night, at least. One down, two to go. Chapter 7 – No Means Yes We only said a fleeting goodbye and thank-you to Skip and Brian on the way back down because Kevin wanted to tidy up in the bathroom. Apparently there are things you shouldn’t do facing into a twenty knot breeze. Live and ...