Aiden
I didn’t know how she ended up straddling me on the couch, but it felt so good I never wanted it to end.
My hands couldn’t get enough of her skin. She moved like a porn star above me, grinding her pussy against my lap and moaning into my mouth. Every time our tongues met, it sent heat coursing through my body like lightening.
“Aiden,” she whispered when I pulled her hips down onto mine. “I need…”
I knew what she needed.
“You need to come, sweetheart,” I rasped into her ear. “Has anyone ever made you come?”
She shook her head. “Just myself. In the shower.”
Oh, fuck yeah.
“We can fix that.” I lifted her easily, moving our dry humping party to the bed in the back of the camper. Together we removed the shirts of mine she wore and the sweatpants.
In only her pale pink bra and panties, she was laid out before me like a meal I couldn’t wait to devour.
I stood at the end of the bed, pulling my shirt overhead. When I began to undo the button of my jeans, I saw panic in her eyes.
“I’ve never,” she began quietly, dropping her eyes from mine. “So, um, maybe just—”
“We’ll go slow. We won’t do anything you don’t want to do.” I swallowed thickly, leaving my jeans on.
She was a virgin. I hadn’t seen that coming. Maybe I should have, but not many girls I knew made it to college without having had at least one or two sexual relationships.
“I don’t know if there is anything I don’t want to do,” she admitted as I lowered my body onto hers.
I grinned, bracing myself with my hands on either side of her head. “I’ll ask permission every step of the way.” The warmth of her skin against mine was equal parts comforting and maddening. I ran a hand up her bare thigh. “I want to taste you, Emersyn. Is that okay?”
“Mmhm,” she mumbled as my mouth began its descent from her throat to her chest.
The scent of her arousal had my cock twitching as I licked a path from her stomach to her inner thigh.
Her panties were already damp when I kissed her mound. “I’ll leave these on, okay?” I slid my finger between her flesh and her underwear. “I can do everything I need to with them on.”
Parting her folds with my tongue, I gathered the taste of her juices.
She tasted like honeysuckle.
She clutched the soft gray comforter for some type of support, to anchor herself to something I imagined. Breathy panting sounds escaped her as I ran my tongue up and down her center. Her entire body jerked when I ventured lower, spreading her while probing deeper inside. I plunged my tongue inside over and over, then came up to circle her clit.
She began thrusting against my mouth.
“Mmm, you like that.”
“Yes. Please,” she begged, her voice needy. “Don’t stop.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.”
Pressing my finger into her impossibly tight opening, I sucked her clit completely into my mouth. I flicked my tongue a few times and in a matter of seconds, she was coming, convulsing and moaning around my head.
“Oh my God,” she whined, attempting to clamp her legs together. “Oh God, please.”
I licked her hard through her orgasm, retracting my finger and making her body spasm once more.
“Please what, pretty girl?”