"I want to touch you." She whispers, gently stroking a hand through his hair as his head rests on her hips. He doesn't really want to stop exploring her, but can hear the desire in her voice and feels compelled to obey her wish. He moves up beside her, hands skimming over hip and breast as he rises. He allows her to pull the boxers down off his hips, then scissors his legs and shakes the boxers off his feet
She stares in wonder at his straining cock. "It's beautiful." She coos, moving down the bed, letting him roll to his back and climbing between his thighs. "Is it painful?" she lies between his legs, her breasts pressed into the bed, her hands cupping her chin. "I mean it looks so red and angry."
"Not painful, no, kind of uncomfortable and full but not painful in a bad way."
"Can I...?" Her cheeks flush but her eyes do not leave the stiffened rod of flesh before her. She is fascinated by its weeping tip and the raised veins that run up and down it.
"Please." He replies and she smiles, looking up at him, melting his heart with her innocent joy. She reaches out a finger and cautiously strokes it down the side of him. He groans and she gasps as the flesh shudders under her touch. She strokes up and down, so gently at first then with a little more pressure. Wrapping her hand around him, she feels his girth and he has to bite his lip against the rising desire that her hesitant touch on his most private bits encourages.
"Tell me if I'm hurting you," She says, stroking her fist up and down his cock, feeling the wetness seeping onto her knuckles.
"It feels so good," he groans. "Don't worry, it can take a lot of pressure." She glances up. He's propped up on his elbows watching her. He grins. "Well, I've handled it myself a time or two."
She chuckles then impulsively drops a kiss on the very tip of him. She has read about blow jobs and sex in general in teenage books and heard bits from her friends. But apart from a sketchy idea of what goes where, this is completely new territory for her.
She'd always been a bit shy and had only experienced her first kiss at the age of 17, with a lovely boy from her church who wouldn't go any further than French kissing. That was all very nice but now, well now she simply wants more.
Her lips slip around the tip and slide down his cock as she takes the top into her stretched mouth. She gently sucks and he groans, flopping back down on the bed, his body stiffening as she lifts her lips up then shuffles them down once more.
"If you keep doing that, I'm going to come," he groans. She is torn, wanting to continue, to taste him, to feel his come in her mouth. But she also has a desire for more, to feel this hard shaft stretching her. She stops and he lets out a shuddering breath. His body is screaming for release but his mind and soul are relieved, desiring so much more before giving in to orgasm.
"I want to taste you." He blurts out, his desires overcoming his shyness.
Ben rolls to his side, allowing her to slip up beside him. Then leaning in to kiss her he is thrilled to taste his saltiness on her lips before pulling her thighs apart and climbing between them. He lies flat as she did, his erection digging into the soft duvet before hitting the harder mattress, causing him to wince but he moves till he's comfortable and then runs a finger down her slit, separating her lips and making her yelp in surprise.
Looking closely at her he notes the moistness making her red lips shine like rubies. He doesn't know much about female anatomy, but he is looking forward to learning. Ben slips out his tongue and tentatively presses towards the wet hole between her plump lips. As he laps up and then down, she squeals at this new touch. Ben retracts his tongue and tastes her. So sweet and yet musky her taste is as alluring as her scent and he places his face closer to her pussy and laps again, higher and lower this time.
Mary grips the duvet as he arouses her. She has masturbated many times and knows how to bring herself to orgasm, but she's never teased herself like this. When she pleasures herself she ignores her lips and her hole, just pressing her clit till the explosion dashes her senses. But his gentle exploration is setting her whole pussy on fire, his occasional contact with her clit making her squeeze her thighs around him.
Ben soon realises the places to caress to give her the most pleasure. As he experiments with lapping, licking and sucking, he is rewarded with more sweet nectar which covers his cheeks and nose as he strives to please her all the more.
"I'm going to come," she groans. "Oh Ben, I'm going to..."
She does not finish her sentence as the orgasm rips through her, throwing her head back and arching her pelvis up in its intensity. He sucks on her clit as she throbs around him, her juices soaking his chin as she shudders and stills. He reluctantly ceases his lapping and sucking when she begins to pull back from his touch.
"Too sensitive," she explains, as he kneels between her thighs, his rampant cock straining and weeping, eager for satisfaction.
"I want you," he moans, an unasked question shining in his eyes.
She hesitates, but only for a moment. "I want you, too," "But have you got anything?" She blushes, which is silly considering how intimate the scene is.
"Yeah, in my pants, hang on." He leaps to the floor and grabs his pants, pulling out his wallet.
"Mum is all kinds of embarrassing with this stuff," he grins, "but I'm now glad she gave me these." He pulls out a small packet.
"Seems sensible to me."
"The most embarrassing thing was," he says ripping into the packet, "her insisting I practised getting one on."
Mary giggles as Ben's prick wilts somewhat. "But it's going to come in handy now." She smiles and is rewarded by his cock bobbing to a straining attention once more. She watches as he takes the plastic loop and with both hands, then smoothes and eases it onto his hardness. She claps and he bows, laughing, both of them relishing the slight break in tension.
They become serious as he strides back over to the bed. She spreads her thighs and invites him in. He climbs over her leg and positions himself on his knees.
"Are you sure?" He whispers looking down into her soft, green eyes.
"Sure," she whispers, pulling his head down to hers and capturing his lips for a kiss. He breaks from her kiss and nods, taking his cock in one hand he presses forward, finding her hole quickly and just begging entrance. He slips in slowly but easily, his oral technique having lubricated her thoroughly.
He continues to nudge in and soon he is completely enveloped by her sweet pussy.
"Okay?" he whispers, she smiles and nods.
"Very." He leans down and kisses her gently on the lips as he pulls back and plunges in again. Their eyes close and both virgins concentrate on enjoying these new, exciting vibrations, tremors and explosions. Mary feels her muscles as they expand and contract, sending waves of pleasure to her brain and her soul. She feels complete as he pumps into her.
Ben enjoys the massaging of her sweet pussy as it squeezes then releases his cock as it rocks in and out. He knows he won't be able to last much longer, the pleasure is tightening his balls and filling his mind, exploding his soul.
"Mary!" he cries, holding still, his cock throbbing and pulsing as he ejaculates. Her pussy vibrates with shared pleasure as he comes and collapses onto her chest. She wraps her arms around him and holds him tight, feeling his heart hammering just as hers, his cock slipping from between her lips.
"Sorry." He whispers and Mary wrinkles her brow,
"For what?"
"For being so, you know, quick."
"Don't worry. You can make it up to me later." She laughs and strokes his hair.
He grins and rolls off her, onto his side nudging her towards the edge. She clings on for dear life as her bottom hangs off the side of the tiny single bed. She swings her top leg over his thigh and hangs on to him, enjoying the bodily contact.
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