My Second Time Pt.2 - Sex Stories

My Second Time Pt.2

"Look at me," she said, and I did. "I see little droplets of cum on your cock. Wet yourself with them. Pretend you're inside my pussy. I'm still soooo wet. Go ahead." "I had never heard or dreamt anyone talked like this before. I did as she suggested and squeezed my prick tighter then ever before. My hand became a blur as I felt my scrotum beginning to tighten. My heart was pounding. Sweat trickled down my nose and dropped to my chest. My head was ready to burst. I watched as Claire's eyes followed my movement - from my hand jacking off to my eyes. Eyes glazed with lust, I focused on her cunt - incredibly turned on by how she looked and how she was acting. Then I heard her say, "Now, Frank. Now, Frank. Come on me Frank, shoot all over me Frank. That cinched it. Sperm cannonaded from me. Ribbons of white ink poured forth adorning her lips, chin, neck and hair. My cries of pleasure merged with her yelps of delight. Then all was quiet except for my panting and gasping for air. When I reached out to her, she wriggled away, crying out, "Not yet, not yet." Only when I stopped panting did she close in on me and kiss me. I felt her breath leaving her nostrils and breathed deeply through my own to capture and savor it. We kissed and kissed and kissed again. Our mouths were one for an interminable time before she broke away and laughed happily. "You're not finished yet." Claire said provocatively, touching my nose with her finger. 'What?" I asked, puzzled. "Your jism. Lick it off ...

... me." And she leaned away from me in order that I might see for myself. With a nonchalance that amazed me, (well, I had tasted myself before.) I sought out the morsel adorning her lower lip and licked it off. Holding her head in my hands I removed all traces of my sperm from her face, then kissed her and found her tongue laving mine as though fighting for the spoils of war. It was great fun and when it ended I regretted not having spewed forth even more. It was a momentary regret, for her tits were bobbing unnervingly close to my mouth. Claire giggled as her hand cupped a breast and held it directly in front of my mouth. Eagerly my lips closed tightly upon her nipple. I was in heaven. "There are two of them you know," she crooned into my ear. "Ummm, I know." "Don't make Mama sore there, be nice and take the other one for a while, then I have a real treat for you." I followed her suggestion and idly wondered what kind of treat she could have that was better than this. Ahhh, such is the grand foolishness of youth. George Bernard Shaw was right on the money when he wrote, "Youth is wasted on the young." Then I felt an incredibly warm, wetness envelope my prick as her mouth descended upon it. "Ummmmmmmmmm," she moaned with satisfaction. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." I groaned in gratification and sank to the floor beside her. Claire made a slight adjustment to her position and continued with her blowjob, which by the way, is still unmatched in my experience. It seemed to me that Claire ...