Jules And Delphia Get It On - Sex Stories

Jules And Delphia Get It On

... immediately.

“TEXT me!!” she mouthed silently, pointing to her phone.

Ten minutes later she’d scampered up the backstairs, barefoot, and rushed into his arms. He guided her to a dark spot in his backyard behind his garage. They kissed passionately before Jules snatched her about, yanked her pajama bottoms down and bent her over into the same position she’d been in the pool, except now her hind parts were exposed. Frantically, he’d shoved his cock past her crop of curly pubic hair and into her pussy proper. No bikini bottoms blocked his access to her goodies this time. Jules fumbled about, found and penetrated her sex opening with a penis made of granite. Ten seconds later he’d spasmed, splurted and slumped—like a newbie. Delphia felt the crawly flood of his semen trickling down her thighs with a measure of gratitude.

It was about time.

Jules held Delphia in place as he’d emptied himself. His balls expanded and contracted, balloon-like, as he pumped jism into her vagina. When he finally extricated himself, a huge gout of semen plooped from her behind and splashed earthward, soiling her pajama bottoms. Delphia was horrified. Her mother was sure to notice. Only now did she seem to realize her peril. Delphia gathered herself and ran home, pausing in the downstairs bathroom to scrub her pajama bottoms with hot water. She also took a hot washcloth to her vagina. Rawdog sex has a noticeable odor.

Delphia packaged her pajama bottoms away, afraid to hang them up or put ...

... them in the dryer. She planned to wash her things after her parents left for work in the morning.

The young girl was not unhappy. Even though her intended had left her bereft, they’d finally done the deed ten years in the making. Jules would gain stamina with time, she knew. Ten seconds? She chuckled to herself. She hadn’t believed he could go that long on the first try.

As she was replaying the event in her mind, her cell phone lit up. It was him.

“Come back down!!” he texted.

She popped her head into her window. He was still down there, in the cut, a shadow among the shadows, his face lit up by the phosphorescent glow of his smart phone.

Thrilled at his boldness, Delphia slipped from her bed and ran to him again, sneaking out through the utility room doorway. This time she wore no panties. She found him with a huge, unrequited boner, one of the perks of the newly initiated. Brashly, she’d lifted her leg and reached down to guide his cock into her pussy, fucking face to face as they kissed, dragging her hirsute vulva up and down the length of his shaft with the fury of her passion. When she felt him begin to tremble and quake she was nowhere near completion. She hopped off his dick, knelt, and took his penis into her throat. It was his first blowjob.

It was time to move him along into newer things.

Jules was, again, transfixed. He’d never seen a porn movie, indeed, had no clue about the joys of fellatio save for the locker room rumors he'd overheard. As ...