You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth! 7 - Sex Stories

You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth! 7

... nibbled on her fat, puffy lips. Jenny smiled below me and cooed as her leg muscles stretched and her tight legs wavered above her. Taking my left hand I supported her butt, keeping it in the air as my right hand gently patted her puffy cooch. I stuck my tongue out as I patted it a little harder. Jenny groaned beneath me and tried to keep from falling over. Satisfied with myself, I took my hand and wiggled it in her lips and spread her juices. This made Jenny moan and she blew air out her pursed lips as she enjoyed the tingle. "Third, I want to take some pictures of you," I said as my index finger and thumb spread her pink hole and I gazed at it. Jenny was wet again and I could only think she was getting turned on by our conversation and the anticipation of what was next to come. She shocked me when she shook her head 'no'. "What, I just want some pictures of you in different poses," I said and added, "I want to play photographer and you're my model and I snap pixs of you." I didn't know what the big deal was; we had done a lot more damning activities. "No way, a girl at school did that and her pixs ended up on the computers at school," she exclaimed. She seemed adamant about it. "Oh, I wouldn't do that, I don't even go to your school," I argued. Jenny was still shaking her head and I knew it was going to be hard for me to change her mind. But since she was putting up a good fight, it was now more important to me too and I was going to win this battle. Trying to change the ...

... subject and weaken Jenny's argument, I said, "We'll do it sometime down the road and I'll give you the negatives so you won't have anything to worry about." I quickly suggested number four so she couldn't argue number three. "I want to play a game of 'Fuck Face' with you when ever I want," I said and smiled. "What? What face? How do you play that?" Jenny asked, her face awash in wonderment. My ploy had worked as she had dropped her battle against the camera. I smiled to myself, sure we would have to argue about the photo shoot part of the deal but now once I got her to commit to the others, I could say she was reneging on the deal if she held it back. "It's called 'Fuck Face'," I told her and smiled. I had made it up with a high school sweetheart once when we were high and bored. We had screwed in every conceivable way, in every conceivable place in her f****y's home, garage and cars, that to try something new, I made it up. It was a silly game made up by a perverted guy for him and his willing partner to play and pass the time. "Simply put, you give me a blow job in as many different positions as we can possibly think up," I said. "We keep going until we exhaust all the positions we can think of or I explode," I added with a smile. I released Jenny's back and let it slump to the table. She swung her legs back down and slowly sat up. She had that look of wonderment on her face again but now a smile joined it. I could tell her mind was spinning. Mine was too. My cock was hard and ...