Don't Drop Anchor Here (Part III) - Sex Stories

Don't Drop Anchor Here (Part III)

... lifted his chest off her body enough so the panties could be pulled down to her ankles and then off completely. Rob now looked down in awed wonder. His first pussy was covered in a soft triangle of light curly strawberry blonde hair. Before the young man could admire it much Ronnie’s firm hands pushed his face downward. He closed his eyes as his lips made contact with the tickling tightly curled hairs. Did he have any idea what to do? Absolutely not of course, but just like women men have a genetic imprint, a book of instructions lodged in their brain. Soon enough with Ronnie’s hands imprisoning his lips and mouth and her smooth silk-like thighs pressing on his ears he was lapping and sucking on his neighbour’s peachy sweet pussy. As Ronnie felt the new sensations course over her body she went wide-eyed and completely absorbed by her fantasy now coming true. “Oh god Rob……yes…..softer…..faster….” Veronica’s instructions came in short staccato bursts like machinegun fire. Then she would lie back for periods of silence and just enjoy the rising intensity of the orgasm building in her body. Ronnie hadn’t really had real orgasms with men before so it was a struggle learning how to let it happen. Carl had been her only lover. Carl just climbed on top, thrust a few times, groaned and rolled off. He’d never shown any interest in pleasing Ronnie’s body. What was happening to Ronnie now was a revelation. The gates of heaven were opening and sexual ecstasy was flowing down with St. ...

... Peter’s blessing. Her body would shudder and jerk and then she would dig her nails in even more deeply as the next sensation was even more intense than the last. “Oh god Rob…..yes…..right there…..faster….” Ronnie thought of how her husband had never gone down on her; how her pussy was, in this sense, a “virgin pussy” for young Rob’s tongue, his playful lips, and his eager imagination. Suddenly she gasped as her frisky learning-lover licked rapidly over her increasingly aroused clitoris. Ronnie could never have imagined how intense it would feel to have a mouth and tongue exploring her most intimate body parts. Her body was squirming and twisting on the bed as the feelings rose. Rob was having a hard time keeping his mouth centred on her gyrating pussy. He grabbed her firm ass and hips with both large hands to steady his shifting target. “Don’t move so much, I can’t lick if you move.” These were the first words Rob had spoken since their clothes had come off. This sentence was a sign that his nerves were gone and Rob was now focused on the task at hand. He didn’t know how to give a woman an “orgasm”, but he had read about it in Playboy. He decided he would try his best. Veronica’s instructions were sure helpful. Rob had been nervous when he first smelled the musky rich peachy smell of Ronnie’s pussy. Wasn’t a pussy dirty? Yet her hands pressing him down were insistent. Young Rob was too unsure of himself to say no. The first taste of Ronnie’s sweet sexual fruit made the young man ...