A Kiss is Still a Kiss - Sex Stories

A Kiss is Still a Kiss

... his mouth again for a while as she played with his penis, seeming almost to calm him down, get him relaxed. Then she withdrew, and despite his previous relaxation, Harry found his heart beat soaring again. Was this really it? For a while, it seemed, he was lying there alone, naked and vulnerable, his cock like a burning stone against his stomach. He remained lying back, looking up, so that he couldn't see what she was doing, where she had gone. But he wasn't thinking about where she was gone. He was thinking about losing his virginity, still incredulous that it was to be with Samantha Williams. Then I felt her hands, and a sudden intense heat enveloped his cock. More than a little surprised at this, he looked down to see her taking his shaft inside her mouth again. This time, though, she was using her mouth to roll a condom onto him. She straddled him – so beautiful, her nipples erect, her pink pussy lips glistening - and she guided his hard shaft to the entrance of her hot vagina. He could hardly believe it, his cock was about to be inside the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. She smiled, and the head of his cock slipped in past her labia. She paused, looking at him with burning desire in her eyes. Then she sank down, his hardness filling her, and even with the latex sheath between them it was incredible – the tightness, the amazing heat closed around his cock, intense, wonderful. He was inside her, no longer a virgin, granted such sensational favour by this exquisite ...

... beauty. Softly, she said: "How does it feel?" There was a knowing look there, she was his first and seemed to gain a thrill from that, loving that it was her guiding him through this first time. "Amazing," he said, unable to say much else. "You wait," she said, and began to slowly gyrate her hips. She seemed almost to dance upon his cock, sitting up to give him a show, her pert breasts on display, her nipples hard, her fingers running over her own body so sensually. The feelings drawing through his hardness were just incredible, and looking down he wondered at her slender thighs parted over him, her dark pubic hair, her pussy sinking and then rising on his latex-covered shaft. Somehow, he didn't explode right away – it was a miracle, really, considering the sensory overload she was putting him through. But it was so wonderful, he didn't want it to end, so he held on and held on, never wanting it to stop. She was touching her breasts as she moved on his cock, coaxing her supple curves, rolling her nipples in her fingers, looking into his eyes as she milked his thick shaft with her tight vagina, biting her lip, both of us moaning now. He reached up to touch her breasts himself, and as the rhythm between them intensified, she leaned forward to kiss his mouth before whispering into his ear gently: "You feel incredible inside me." Her words almost made him erupt inside her, but somehow managed to hold onto it again. But now it seemed that she couldn't hold onto it – he recognised the ...