Alice Ch. 06 - New Chapter - Sex Stories

Alice Ch. 06 - New Chapter

... upset.

There was one thing she did get upset about. She had swallowed his ejaculate and licked clean the last few dribbles. Then she lay down beside him again and leaned in for a kiss. For a moment Frank hesitated. She had just had his sperm in her mouth; he wasn't sure if he would taste it or if he even wanted to.

"Frank!" she snapped. "I just put your dick in my mouth and let you use it like a vagina. You are getting squeamish about a kiss. It's ok for me to swallow your stuff, but not for you? See I have already swallowed it all."

She opened her mouth for him to check; she was genuinely annoyed by this. He didn't look, instead he looked down in shame. She was right and he felt foolish about it. He apologized and made a point of giving her a deep kiss. There may have been a slight residual taste, but he was sure he was just imagining it.

Frank was also schooled in the art of pleasing Rose with his mouth and fingers. He had spent hours with his face between her legs, an act he really enjoyed more so for Rose's reaction. Bringing her pleasure like that really made him feel good.

She had no problem kissing him after. In fact, she made a comment that tasting herself on his lips made her super excited. It was physical proof of what he had just finished doing. Frank didn't fully understand but enjoyed the sentiment all the same.

It was one of these afternoons together when they had their first time. Both were relaxing after taking turns pleasing each other. ...

... Like the teenagers they were, they really couldn't get enough. Sometimes Frank worried about driving home afterward, he was so exhausted.

Rose was casually stroking his hard cock when she asked him a question.

"You know I have been with others?" Rose asked him. "You don't have a problem with that, do you?"

Frank and Rose's relationship blossomed in an era marked by paradoxical social norms--where boys were pressured to boast of sexual conquests to assert their masculinity, while girls faced scorn and the derogatory label of "sluts" for engaging in similar behaviors. This societal double standard left little room for nuance or understanding, raising the perplexing question of how these expectations were supposed to align. Who were these boys supposed to be with, if not the very girls society was quick to shame?

In the midst of these conflicting messages, Frank's view of Rose stood as a beacon of respect and admiration. He never succumbed to the derogatory labels of the time; to him, Rose was above such base judgments. The thought of Rose's past lovers hadn't crossed his mind much before. Whether they had loved her in the way he did was unknown to him, and though a part of him wondered about it, he realized that, in the grand scheme of things, it didn't truly matter. At that moment, his focus was on the love they shared, untainted by the judgments and expectations of the world around them.

Frank shook his head to Rose's question.

"Good!" she told him. "Maybe they ...