Guitar Lessons - Sex Stories

Guitar Lessons

... slit. She was slick with her own juices and my finger curled inside “Finger me ‘til I beg!” she added, tightening her grip on my head. I had never felt anything so incredibly good. The heat and humidity of her pussy; the moans from her throat; the stiffened nipple responding to the touch of my tongue was making me painfully hard. I wanted this woman and, as far as I could tell, she wanted me. My finger plunged easily in and out of her wetness. “Rub your thumb on my clit!” she whispered, “Yes right there! That’s it!” Her moans got a little longer and a little louder as I worked to get her higher. “Oh fuck!... Oh yes!....Don’t stop!......Ahhhhhhh!” Her wetness exploded onto my hand and dripped through my fingers to the couch below. She pulled my hand from her panties and licked one of my cum-soaked fingers “Mmmmmm! Wanna taste?” Unlatching from her breast, I allowed her to feed my middle finger into my mouth. The scent of her; the taste of her were magical. Like nothing I’d ever smelled or tasted before. The muskiness was intoxicating. “You want more?” she asked with a triumphant smile, “You’re gonna have to wait. I get to taste something first.” I knew what she wanted me to do and I eagerly accepted, apologizing in advance for my lack of experience. “That’s okay!” she said, “I’ll give you guidance if it’s necessary. But, I think you’ll do just fine on your own. In the meantime, just sit back and relax. You’re gonna enjoy this.” She unfastened my jeans, unzipped the fly and let ...

... my swollen manhood spring forth, fully tenting my boxers. “This looks yummy!” she said as she grasped the base of the shaft and stroked upward. I saw the droplet of clear liquid ooze from the slit in my crown and saw the gleeful look on her face as her tongue snaked out and swiped it away. “Mmmmm!” she said just before pressing her pursed lips to the head and sucking it into her mouth. I thought I had died and gone to heaven! The woman of my dreams was sucking my cock. My very first blow job and Toni Dellasandro was on the receiving end! It seemed like she had hardly started and I felt that familiar rumbling in my gut. That feeling that screams ‘I’m gonna cum’ just before you do. I grunted as my cock twitched and spat long strings of sticky white cum into Toni’s eager mouth. Totally embarrassed by my performance, or lack of it, I mumbled an apology, to which she replied, “It’s okay! That just means you’ll last longer next time,” adding, “Damn! That was delicious!” Pulling my pants and boxers all the way off was her way of letting me know that it was my turn to please her. She slipped her dampened panties off and laid them on the arm of the couch, opened her legs, and invited me in. I knelt in front of her, taking a moment to take in the sight of her pussy - the thick, wiry, orange-red hair, trimmed a bit around the legs pointing to her lust swollen clit and fat pussy lips, still shiny with her juices. “Taste me!” she said. I crawled between her outspread thighs, kissing each ...