Skinny brunette teen
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Skinny brunette teen in pigtails gets her taste and feel of a large dick
Plain Jane & Nerd Jim Grow Up Ch. 04
Two days after he had departed from Vic and Kristen Jim was awakening beside Vic s daughter Jane. He had almost immediately strayed from the path he hoped to follow. But Jane s first words after stretching and smiling up at his tall body standing over her bed were So tell me about Harry. He couldn t have been happier.
He called Harry told him they were going on a date with the lovely Jane. Harry paused Jim hoping he wasn t falling into an apoplectic fit. When Harry hummed and stuttered Jim was getting a more worried. Harry breathed deeply. Sure he said.
Great said Jim in the truest sense of the word.
Jim and Jane showered separately. Jim put on his clothes from the day before and Jane put on a summer dress. Before they stepped out of her apartment Jane wrote a message for her roommate Connie to meet them at the boat rental in Central Park from 5 o clock until seven if she could.
Jim and Jane decided to stay together for the entire day until five o clock came around and they would meet Harry. Jane was excited to show her city to Jim and wanted to hop in a cab as soon as they walked out her apartment building.
Let s walk said Jim. He didn t care about seeing the sites. He wanted to be with her.
It s like thirty blocks to Central Park said Jane.
We got all day he said as he began walking south.
Okay she said as she joined him.
They talked and laughed and enjoyed themselves immensely. He even got to see the Guggenheim Museum which he thought was really cool and kind of fucked up for a museum. They stopped at a deli that sold Yankee caps bought a couple of them to protect their faces from the hot sun and a couple sandwiches and sodas.
By the time five o clock rolled around they were at the boat rental place in Central Park looking for Harry. The time came none too soon. They were on the edge of having maybe a little too much of being around each other. Waving a ticket in his hand Harry appeared a couple minutes late.
Got the canoe said Harry excitedly like a little boy. Jane found him silly yet endearing both in action and in dress. The guy wasn t the model type. Tall and skinny with a high narrow face buried under even nerdier glasses than Jim sported. And he was either intense or he was retreating. Jane especially liked his intensity. She wanted to encourage it. But first they needed to put the canoe in the water.
Jim held the canoe so Harry could take the stern and Jane could sit in the middle. However once Jane was in the boat Jim sent them off. Jane nearly toppled out but managed to have her lovely high seat meet the seat in the bow. You fucker she said to the retreating Jim. She didn t mean to be harsh. She was really just kidding. Harry caught a glimpse of her white panties as her dress fluttered up and they looked marvelous stretched across her lovely tusch. Harry grabbed a paddle turning the boat away from the dock and away from Jim. Jane scowled at Jim as they turned. She twisted around in the boat to keep the scowl on longer. She forgot about it when she saw Harry smiling at her. She smiled back. When she grabbed a paddle Harry held it and placed it back at the bottom of the canoe. His paddle was all that gave the boat any speed and direction.
Hey you re good at this she said. She sat facing him watching his lean torso twist as his lean strong shoulder muscles tightened with each stroke.
My family would go canoeing a lot when I was a kid. We had our own. It was just the three of us which worked good. We d go camping do the whole portaging thing.
Sounds fun she said. She couldn t believe how easy it was with this guy. At the start she thought it would be uncomfortable.
Sometimes. Most of the time I guess. Sometimes you know with camping things can get really unpleasant. The weather is bad or you just get in a funk that pisses off the two in close proximity for a long period of time.
Not going to happen she smiled. Too nice a day.
Wonderful day he said meaning her.
As they paddled around the winding channels of the lake they talked. Mostly Jane talked. It wasn t shyness that kept him from speaking. He wanted to hear what she had to say. When he talked he talked about music. He talked about the quiet splash of the paddle the people s passing conversations the birds the squirrels chattering as random musical events the silences between notes. He talked about John Cage and chance composition. Then he talked about how he liked to compose. Not chance but sometimes sounding like it. But with melody. A melody he concocted using the mathematical relationships found in engineering. Maybe her poetry…maybe he could use her poetry…maybe to make a song…
I d love to hear your music said Jane.
You want to come over?
I d love to come over.
You would? Harry said. When he swallowed it was as if all tension of wanting but not knowing if she wanted of finding but not knowing if she wanted to be found was like a giant rock finally dislodged and disappearing down his throat. I haven t played any for Jim yet.
Fuck Jim she said with a laugh.
But I thought…
Just you and me tonight. We ll swing by my place drop him off pick up some poems and head down to your place.
Sounds…great! he said. But I thought…
I ll admit it. I love the guy. I still love the guy. But he s my past. You my friend are my future.
He felt another lump of tension this time much lower in his body manifested by his hardening spear. It uncurled and inflated like a crumpled balloon at last making a comeback. She was a golden creature sitting before him in the sun.
She too was excited by the view. When she adjusted herself on the seat she felt a cool wet breeze play over the dampness of her panties where they covered her juicy cunny.
They had circled the lake and were heading back to the dock spotting and waving at Jim and Connie Jane s roommate waving to them from in front of the boat rental place. Jim and Connie standing a distance away from each other came together when they approached the docking canoe.
Seeing the large brown paper bag Jim was holding made Jane aware how hungry she was. She and Harry dampened their shoes as they struggled out of the canoe and on to shore.
Hi said Jane to her two friends and they nodded to her. Jim had rarely seen her so happy. Hurry up. I spotted the perfect spot Jane said and ran off. She slowed when she got too far away glad to see Harry the first to catch up despite holding the blanket freshly purchased for the occasion. Once Jim and Connie were a few feet behind them Jane continued a brisk walk towards her destination Harry beside her.
On the edge of one of the lake s channels Jane stopped. Down here she said and Harry draped the blanket over the earth near the base of an old oak tree and a yard and a half from the quiet ripples of the lake against its edges. There they partook of the fried chicken and potato salad while continuing their conversation.
I m heading over to Harry s to listen to his music after the picnic. Why don t you spend some time with Connie? said Jane to Jim and to Connie if that s okay? That was it for being with anyone but Harry.
She liked Harry. Though not a handsome man he had a good heart and soul which shone through his eyes. She removed his nerdy glasses to see that soul better. Like the creeping speed of the minute hand she slowly closed in on him. Maybe she was a little cruel but she loved his reactions to each advance she made. Each advance made him twitch. First contact of knees touching. The first contact of her hand on him on his thigh. When she took his hand in hers. It took him a few seconds to recover. His head would duck down and away from her. He would shake a little. It was crazy but it fascinated her. It was amusing. Then he would recover and put on a brave albeit more and more horny face.
They were excited being together. Jane s hardening nipples could be seen easily through her tank top. His spear was enlarging down his pant leg. They both wanted to act on the potential of what they saw. He wanted to kiss those nipples suck them into his mouth. He wanted to feel what they felt like. She wanted to free his spear and push it against her pussy and rub it there.
A muscle in her neck tensed up stopping her progression towards him but inadvertently increasing it times sixty.
Let me get that he said and stood up to walk behind her. He knelt and began to massage her shoulders. She reached back to touch his knees naked below his bermuda shorts. She encircled his knees with her hands coaxing him to sit his butt down and slide his legs along her hips and thighs. This proved a difficult position for massage. He looked around for a makeshift pillow and found the bags for their food which he crumpled and stuffed under his ass. He leaned a little forward and continued the massage. After her shoulders and neck he worked down her arms. When his hands passed over hers the fingers intertwined and his nose was buried in her neck smelling her scent her hair her skin the sweet sharp odor of the water and the sweet intoxicating odor of her excitement. She turned her head leaned back and they kissed.
Harry always imagined his first romantic kiss would be a simple moment. He would bend down standing to meet the girl s lips. This was an altogether more complicated angle. He loved it. He loved that his lips moved from the side of her mouth capturing her lower lip from its thin beginning to the plump voluptuous middle. He loved the way she did the same to his upper lip. The kiss was soft at first a light touching then a gentle nibbling. Suddenly it was full on. Lips pressing hard to the teeth. Mouth opening just enough to let Jane s tongue sweep around inside and lead his tongue inside her mouth. She brought his hands to her naked midriff where he continued the massage. She left him there to do as he liked. His hands circled her tummy moving her softness applying gentle pressure to the firm muscles beneath. The circle widened touching the lowest point of roundness of her soft breasts and the highest point of her pubic hair. The kiss continued the tongues darting and playing Jane s mouth capturing and sucking on Harry s tongue.
Realizing how public they were she knew they couldn t get away with taking this further. At least not in the position they were in. She ended the kiss and turned around on her butt. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and hugged. Her pubic bone pushed against his stomach. She lessened the pressure of the hug and began a new kiss. Her pussy began a slow slide down the front of his shorts following his spear engulfing it subtly in the valley between the nether lips. The lips on her face sucked his tongue in and out. Her brazen seduction was working wonders on his timidity but he still was slow to grasp her ass cheeks. The slowness was turning her on. It was like his every reaction imitated a tantalizingly slow rising cock. Once he held those cheeks hard he was guiding her cunny on his spear a clothed fucking.
Maybe because they were so public and people could see him holding her he made the next move. He brought her hands down to where their bodies met so as to have them hidden by the body. His hand slid into the waist of her shorts. She unbuttoned them to allow better access. He didn t reciprocate. It would have been too much to let loose his spear with people passing by though if they studied the couple any passing stranger could probably figure out what he was up to. He slipped his fingers through her tangle of pubic hair until she felt them touch the crown of her cunny. It nearly made her cum the climax of nearly two hours of mostly mind foreplay. His climax had been building for a lifetime. Her fingers found the head of his spear beneath his shorts and pulled on it. His right hand moved away from touching her cunny leaving the left hand to feel the slick warm damp inner flesh between her pussy lips. His right hand slid beneath her halter to cup her breast naked to its touch. She was tugging at his cock. It was all too much for him. She felt the twitching of the spear as he sunk a finger inside her cunny and massaged her tit aggressively with the other hand. She felt the hot sticky cum squirt out the head she had been vigorously rubbing and dampen the dungarees. Once he had let go of the passion of the orgasm he let go of her and closed up.
Sorry he said pathetically.
Jesus Harry you nearly made me cum she said. She kissed his lips flushed hot from his orgasm and she could feel the pulse of the orgasm lingering there. She continued after the kiss and I liked making you cum.
I m not…I ve never… he stammered ashamed at what he was trying to tell her.
You re a virgin! she exclaimed. That s so cool.
Yeah well I don t know. Cool? I don t know. She kissed him again and he kissed back fully lovingly. This is going to sound really corny but I ve been waiting for you.
What? she said.
He gently and lovingly kissed her again. When their lips separated he looked at her face and into her eyes. I don t mean to scare you off.
But you never met me before last night.
No but it s true. I always thought love was about connecting in a really profound way. When we met and we exchanged glances I felt my heart was going to explode. I thought you could feel the same or something similar. I saw it in your eyes.
Yes well I did get a certain curious tingle. Got it again when we met again.
Yes he said like he had just won something big something life altering or more someone. Someone he had won because she had won him.
And many times since. It started all up in here taking his hand she showed him spreading his hand across her face and down and then moved here across her breasts and tummy and here and between her warm damp thighs and here. He couldn t help pressing at the crown of her cunny. It keeps tingling she said and kissed him.
They decided it was time to move on. As they stood they noticed they had been left by their roommates. Harry also noticed the tell-tale sign of his having cum. She noticed him glancing about and at his pants. She laughed loud and unashamedly at him. She shook the blanket and placed it over his shoulders so as to cover the stain below. She looked into his smiling eyes.
Come on he finally said taking her hand and leading her through the park and out onto the street and into the subway and out and onto the street and up the stairs and into his apartment. They had never been so quiet around each other. It felt good.
Once inside the apartment they entered his study and he put on his music. She sat on the guest bed Jim s bed for the summer. I forgot to get my poems she said.
Later Harry said with a big smile. Later was a good word at the beginning of a relationship.
Later she said returning his smile agreeing with his unspoken thought.
Want to dance? he asked jokingly. The music was mostly silence with chords and single notes occasionally from an organ disrupting it. Not music one would normally find a way to dance to. Jane a skilled modern dancer/choreographer could. As Harry sat on the edge of his desk Jane got up. She took his hand and pulled him into her arms. They were slow dancing. Mostly holding each other. Barely moving. Her eyes were closed not so much to feel their intimate contact but to listen to the music. It was really good. She noticed the melody. She had to listen closely but she noticed it. Simple while using the full spectrum of a chord sort of like an Eno melody. It was lovely.
His eyes were open. They wanted to receive every nuance of her reaction to him and his music. She suddenly broke away from him and opened her eyes. She began to move and pulse and breathe to the music. She was dancing. A solo. He sat and watched. It was a long piece over twenty minutes. She worked the music and it worked her until the end.
You re really good he said not so much surprised as glad she was so talented gifted. Poetry and dance. The girl was remarkable.
Oh god Harry you too. Beautiful. Are they all so beautiful? Let me hear another one. He played her another shorter piece. She closed her eyes and listened. It was far denser silences noticeable by their near absence but again there was the subtle lovely melody. And the rhythm. Weird intricate complicated. What had the rhythm been about in the first piece?
Play the first one again she said once the second had ended. She got the rhythm halfway through got up and moved out of the room dancing. She moved a table and chair to the side of his living room for more space and danced thought and danced throughout the still small space of his living room. He watched entranced.
Can I take a shower she said at the moment the piece ended. He pointed to the bathroom. She dashed inside. After peeing she got into the shower and washed herself carefully spending the most time on her cunny and asshole. She wanted them clean for his piercing. She noticed how clean the room was. In fact the apartment was immaculate. What a thorough meticulous gentleman. A clean towel was waiting for her when she exited the shower.
Once dried she wrapped it around her warm damp long voluptuous body and entered the living room. He wasn t there. She peeped into his bedroom in which the bed was crisply made and was glad he wasn t waiting for her in bed. She liked seducing him too much for him to pass steps. She found him in the kitchen pouring red wine from a jug. Some cheap wine. She tasted it.
This is delicious she said.
Isn t it? Best wine for under ten dollars.
As good as I have had she said. She looked him over as she gulped down the full glass. Drink up. No etiquette needed. And you re still in your wet sticky shorts. She looked over the empty counter everything put away. She then went through the cabinets.
Can I help you… he said amused.
Here we go. she said interrupting. She held a plastic bottle of Wesson oil discretely enough for him to not be quite sure what she had. She tugged on his arm then took his hand. Come on let s get those sticky things off.
Lie down she said pushing him onto his back on his bed. She was glad to see it was queen size. He probably needed extra room for his height certainly not for company Not until she arrived. At his feet she tugged off his athletic shoes then his damp and smelly socks. Even concentrated she liked his smell. She even took his right foot in hand and licked the bottom mostly at the ball. She couldn t remain for long or he d have kicked her by accident. As gently as possible resisting the desire to jump him and fuck him right off she lay the foot down and rubbed her hands along his inner leg inner thigh across the drying semen there and to the zipper on his shorts. She unsnapped and unzipped and vigorously pulled them off his legs. It was a throbbing tent pole that tented the elastic of his briefs. Being far too brief for his spear they were well pulled. She wrapped her hand around his cock through the cotton briefs one step closer to flesh on flesh contact. A lot of friction was created but he wanted freedom for his spear her naked hands wrapped around it. It sprung out once Jane had pulled the briefs off completely and thus he got his wish. And more. Much more.
She took the spear in hand and rubbed all the way up rubbing along the tip and the ridges of the head then down to the base touching his balls inserting her finger up his asshole. She laughed when he jumped. He soon calmed or rather became distracted when her lips kissed the tip and her tongue tasted the tiny mouth of his cock while one hand vigorously rubbed the shaft. Her one hand occupied with his bung hole she loved rubbing her other hand up and down his long lean spear feeling its hardness pulling on the flexible skin covering the stiffness. The helmet felt good in her mouth too. She sent it deep inside letting it slide down her throat. It was a long way down for the length of his spear but was narrow enough not to expand her throat a lot. She brought it back out saturated with spit. She sucked and licked the big purple helmet a beautiful crown to his magnificent length rubbing her hand continuously from the base of his cock up to where her lips played. Then she sent it deep inside again the helmet squeezing along the walls of her throat. Revealing her sword swallowing skills learned from the club swallowing she had performed on Jim she had Harry all the way inside her throat her lips making contact with his pubic hair. Pumping his spear in and out for four strokes she pulled him out again to avoid choking on his rigid flesh returning to the rubbing the kissing and the licking. The pleasure kept building as his balls expanded. He was shivering with excitement. She felt the trembling of his balls when she deep throated his spear a third time and knew she had to ease off.
She stopped causing Harry to moan not in displeasure at her stopping but from realizing the feeling of her blow job was totally better than the feeling of when she wasn t giving him one. She retrieved the bottle she had brought from the kitchen. While saturating her hands with the oil she realized some adjustments needed to be made. Pull off all the blankets and the top sheet she said and despite his near orgasmic oblivion he obeyed. Open your hand. And when he did she poured the slick liquid onto it some of it pouring over the edge of his palms and onto the bed. She masturbated his rigid flesh with her right hand while her left hand entered his bung hole. Copy me. Slip your fingers inside my butt. Make it slippery.
I want to feel your… he said shyly while obeying her.
Go ahead she said within her sigh and sighed louder when his other hand slid around her pussy lips and inside. His fingers were long and narrow and buried themselves deeper and deeper inside her cunny and asshole with each stroke. She was reaching the plateau of pleasure but needed a little more assistance. Rub my clit. He did. Oh gentler darling yes oh yes just right. Mmmmm. Oh!
She climbed up his lean body hovering her cunny over his spear and descended. Oh yeah! she said loving it. Don t stop your fingers in my butt darling. Oh yes.
He watched frozen with ecstacy as her big soft yet firm breasts flopped up and down on her long lovely torso. He watched as she continued bouncing up and down his spear burying itself deeper and deeper into its hole until it was in to the hilt. The lovers stopped moving relishing all senses. The narrow passage the vigorous pole trapped inside the warmth the movement of inner and outer flesh the viscous liquid dripping out of her cunny onto his pubic hair. His eyes were closed so he could notice everything happening to him during his first fuck ever. She began fucking him again lifting her high firm ass up and down. At the end of her down strokes she pressed hard pubic bone against pubic bone. He could feel his shaft through the membrane of her rectum. He even pushed the walls to make contact as his shaft went up and down. She sped up her fucking then stopped lifting her pussy off his cock.
Push as many fingers as possible inside my asshole she said with a moaning breath. Yes that s it that s it. She grabbed the oil resting on the edge of the bed and poured it in her hands. His spear already coated by her love juices was made even slicker by the oil she rubbed up and down its length. Licking the tip of his intensely rigid cock she then moved around and kneeled so that her face was in the pillow at the top of his bed and her ass was sticking up. Pour the oil down my ass. Yes. Oooh. Now get behind me and stick it in.
In your… he said not believing the adventure she was giving him. His cock was now pressed against her lovely ass cheeks behind her.
My pussy is a little sore. I want you inside. I want it to feel good. Yes. No. Up she said instructing his spear head as it slid from her asshole to her pussy and back to her asshole. Yes she exclaimed pushing her magnificent ass against him helping him to push the spear inside her.
The helmet broke through the tight ring of muscle. She grunted from the large intrusion. Once inside and entering her deeper with each push she opened herself up to him completely. She felt so full of him and it felt wonderful. Better and better the deeper he plunged. She assisted the pleasure by rubbing her pussy and her clit. The pleasure she felt rose to the highest height when he pulled on her nipples and mangled her dangling breasts. His strokes were burying his spear all the way inside. His balls slapped against her pussy lips. He was fucking her hard and fast.
Cum for me darling. Shoot deep inside me! she moaned. With two large heaves against her ass he froze. His cock was embedded deep. His pleasure shook him. His cumming rocked him. Consciousness for him and for her was the pulsing seed and the pulsing tool sending his seed inside. She was moaning low in her throat. She held her cunny with her hand pressing steadily on the super sensitive nub of flesh at its crown until she exploded. She was silent. A long high quiet wail became louder became a scream as her orgasm forced its way from her pussy and stomach through her lungs and throat and into her mouth and nose and eyes and brain. Ecstacy burned through her with hot pulsing waves. He felt her orgasmic pulses as counterpoint to his own ejaculating pulses. The walls of her already tight rectum tightened on him with each pulse amplifying his already immeasurable pleasure. His long narrow clapper was ringing her bell and the ringing resonated thrilling rushes that passed through his body over and over again.
A wet pop announced his spear s exit from her asshole as she collapsed forward onto the bed. My god she said the pillow muffling her voice.
What? he mumbled too overwhelmed to speak louder. He looked at his still hard cock. He looked at her pale body its soft yet defined curves and the flush of her skin like strawberries and cream. He watched her ass turn and her lovely breasts and pretty face appear as she turned lazily on her side and smiled up at him. My god darling Harry. That was the best fuck ever!
No he said blushing through his already flushed face while delicately stroking his cock. No way. I m a novice.
She watched his distracted masturbation. It s only going to get better isn t it? And you re still hard. It couldn t get better. It s gonna get better. You re perfect.
You re perfect for me too. I waited for you. Didn t know if I d wait in vain. And there you were. Finally. Here you are.
You are a sentimentalist aren t you? she said thoughtfully. He shrugged. He had never been before. But really he was. Waiting for her for so long to miraculously appear. Yes he was.
They had just met and love was going to make its statement already. He hadn t said it. She hadn t said it. Too soon. But it was there. Love was in the air perfuming Harry s bedroom as much as their love juices were perfuming it. Darkness and sex smells and love created the atmosphere. She smiled. She got up on her knees her hand shared a wank with his hand on his amazingly rigid cock and she kissed him. It was a warm delicate soft profound intimate loving kiss.
Keeping hold of his spear she led him into the bathroom. Let s clean that guy off and see what else we can do with it. Harry turned on the water. They entered the stall. She grabbed the soap and lathered her hands well. She rubbed the lather up and down and all around his proud spear carefully including his ball her face inches from his erection. She turned him around 360 degrees to wash off the cock. Once clean she lathered up her hands again applying the lather to his ass. She turned him around again and was sliding her soapy fingers into his hole and by doing so pulling his spear into her mouth. Poking and spreading his ass cheeks she was doing a thorough job of cleaning up his backside while fully engorging his front.
When he sensed his ass was thoroughly cleaned he backed away from her mouth s attentions with reluctance but with a greater purpose. Your turn he said.
But I haven t… she started as he stood her up. His lips wrapped around her nipple while his hands rubbed her tummy and thighs. Okay she said thrilled by his touch. He moved his hands away to lather them up with soap. Then he massaged her big soft pale breasts with his soapy hands pinching and twisting her pink nipples which became rigid points. After thrilling her for a couple minutes there he lathered and rubbed soap on her abdomen being sure to clean out the slight indentation of her belly button. After more lathering he slid his hands over and between her perfect thighs. She moaned as he cleaned the hairy mound and then pushed his fingers down along her pussy lips. He concentrated his attention to the hardening nub pushing out of its little hood.
Turn around he commanded his low voice echoing in the small stall. As she rinsed off her front he lathered her back. When he reached her incredible high ass cheeks she lifted them up even higher. Thoroughly lathering his hands he slid fingers between the cheeks and rimmed her asshole. He slid a couple fingers in and out of the hole then began cleaning her cunny again from a new angle.
Once thoroughly soaped he turned her as she had turned him a slow circle so that all the soap had been washed away and so that he could kneel down and push his face between those ass cheeks. His tongue came out and she sighed when it made contact with the bottom of her pussy and licked up. Her sighs continued as her breath quickened in excitement. He was overwhelming her with his tongue swift strokes along her lips and inside and up to her clit and down and around and back inside.
Oh…that…feels…so…delicious she said drawing out the words with each sigh. Her ass responded to his attention by pushing into his face and then retreating at the rate of his fucking tongue. When she was on the edge of cumming she pulled her ass forward resulting in his face being drowned by the shower water. She heard him sputter in the stream and realized what she had done. She quickly shut off the water. He returned to his luscious tongue strokes bringing his lips into it more. They sucked and pulled on her pussy lips. When they took hold of her clit and sucked between strokes of his tongue on the high wall of her cunny she was almost there. She took his hands in hers and brought them up to her breasts. His fingers with her fingers intertwined pulled her nipples and twisted.
She tensed frozen in place as his tongue vigorously fucked her pussy. Then she moaned. Shivering she felt the explosion throughout her body the epicenter being where his tongue was. It kept fucking her pussy she letting it creating thrilling aftershocks until she couldn t take it anymore. Her tall fleshy curvaceous soft yet firm pale tinged with red body slowly collapsed into him.
His still hard cock ended up resting between her thighs her cunny pressing down on top of it. It was as if it was her cock protruding in front of her. And in a way it had become hers. He lifted her up enough with his legs to adjust the head of his endlessly engorged flesh to fit the opening of her cunny. He let his legs relax and her weight sent his spear all the way inside her. He felt the vibrations of the latter stages of her orgasm fluttering the walls. He was in heaven. He wanted to stay there. He didn t move. She didn t either.
Then they began to rock back and forth on the floor of the shower. It was a subtle fuck. They stayed at the same tempo for several minutes but the more intense it got the harder and deeper he drove his spear against the resistance of her cunny. Pubic bones met and rubbed. Then all hell broke loose inside him and the rocking became a flutter of fucking. He rapidly pierced his spear three times into her and stopped holding her down on him as he pumped out his cum with a long final moan. She leaned back against his torso seeking and finding the fast heartbeat in his chest. Her head bent back like it had the first time they kissed and she touched her hot lips to his.
Harry suddenly realized she had said earlier her pussy was sore. You okay? he asked.
Perfect she purred and kissed him again.