My Library Fantasy: Daryl, chapter 2 - Sex Stories

My Library Fantasy: Daryl, chapter 2

... wanted to come for him now, so he could watch a woman come for the first time, and get himself some self confidence. My own rubbing had sped things along a little bit, and I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling. “I want you to swirl your tongue around my clit in a circle,” I instructed, “Slowly at first.” He did it exactly as I asked this time, no correction required, as if he was really concentrating, like he really wanted to watch me come as much as I wanted to come in front of him. “Now I want you to go faster, and press harder,” I stroked his head again and looked down, “And look up at me too please.” He was a quick learner and was doing a good job now. I was close to coming as he looked up, and as our eyes locked I felt waves of pleasure pushing me further and further to the edge. He was beautiful, and my bare pussy lips were pressed right into his lovely face. I moaned loudly, letting him know I was close, and began to rock my hips against his tongue, pushing on the back of his head again so that the pressure on my clit was just right. So like that, I rubbed myself to orgasm on his tongue and lips. As I came apart, I told him that he’d done it, “Well done you!” I praised, stroking his hair lovingly again. I gave him no further commands and just let him stay there, getting my lips rubbed in his face as I came down from my orgasm. When I was ready, it was reward time for my boy toy. I pushed myself up by my elbows, moving my hips away from him and sitting up ...

... slightly. He knew I was ready for him to stop, I had him well tuned into me, and he moved his face away, and kneeled up a little. “You were so good,” I said, “You did really well. So, now you get a treat.” “A treat?” he asked me, wiping me off his face. I made a mental note to tell him to leave my pussy juices there next time, but I wanted to break him in gently so I let it slide right now. I put my hands under his armpits like I was lifting up a toddler, and pulled him upwards. “Yep,” I said and quickly scooted both of us up the bed and pulled him on top of me, before he knew what was happening. I ground my hips into him, grabbing both of his shoulders and holding him there, and rubbing my bare, just-cum pussy all over the front of his jeans. “You get to fuck me, and you get to be on top,” I said, staring into his eyes and trying to read his very soul. He moaned as I said this, a short, involuntary, “Ah!” and I could feel his bulge straining against the front of his jeans. He rubbed himself into me and we humped like that for a moment. He was just so cute, I was enjoying watching him. “Well,” I goaded, “Come on then!” He put his weight onto his knees and his hands flew to unbutton himself. He fumbled with haste as he undid his jeans and unleashed his cock, and then pulled his jeans right down to his knees and laid down on top of me again. He was moving very quickly, like he had just been waiting for my signal, and now he had it, was off the starting blocks and away. His bare ...