Chapter 1
At 2:04 P.M. on Monday the fourth, my phone rang. I hated to answer it. The past few days had held only bad news and I was damned tired of it. So, I let it ring and ring. Finally the answer machine picked it up. I recognized Eric’s voice immediately. Since he never talks to me, I grabbed the phone.
“Hello”, I said it slowly to ward off whatever was next. My brother and I fought over everything and as a result, we just didn’t communicate.
“Mom died this morning.” That was it. Flat. Final. Without any feeling. ” Funeral Friday.”
I was too shaken to say anything. Mom, had the flu; but, was improving just yesterday when we talked. Now this? I held the phone to my ear but couldn’t say a word. Eric was silent too. Then,”See ya Friday.” And he hung up.
I must have sat there for ten minutes holding the phone. I couldn’t even hear the dial tone. Then it hit me. I struggled for air. My head was dizzy. And then the tears. I couldn’t stop. Big sobs as the tears rolled down my cheeks. I can’t tell you how long I sat there, at my home office desk, eyes shut tight and sobbing. I didn’t hear the door open or anyone in the room with me.
“Are you okay, mister?” It was the teenage girl that lived in the apartment next door. Mandy, I think.
“I…I…My m…..” I just lost it. There in front of a girl. I was crying so hard and I couldn’t stop.
Then she did something that still surprises me to this day. She just climbed up into my arms and lap, sitting with her legs dangling off the one side of the chair, twisted her upper body to face me, slid her arms around me and lay her head on my chest. She never said another word, just laid there holding me.
I was crying and she would pat my back softly and squeeze me as best she could. Finally, I settled down and put my arms around her and held her to me. We stayed like that, in my office chair for maybe ten minutes when I noticed that Mandy is still there.
This was an amazing turn of events. Here I was at my desk in my home office with this teenage angel pressed against my chest and stomach feeling both pain and pleasure. The pain of losing my Mom, whom I loved. And the pleasure of these feelings from contact with this cute little girl.
Mandy was sweet and beautiful girl l, I guessed. She had dark auburn hair and blue eyes. She was thin, like most active girl. But Mandy had strong shoulders and the tiny hips of a teenage girl. I thought she was the sexiest teenage girl I had ever seen. We would say hello in the hall, but really didn’t know each other well. And here she was lying on top on me in my apartment…
I wasn’t thinking about how sexy she was; or really thinking at all. But my hands moved automatically and I slowly began to rub her back. I was careful not to alarm her and just gently ran my hands up and down the back of her tee shirt. I could feel her ribs under her shirt. I love teenage girls; but, this wasn’t exactly like that. I needed to feel another person so I didn’t feel so all alone. So, I rubbed Mandy’s back and it helped.
My hand moved down her side and over her slim hip. Her hips were amazingly small. I was sure they would fill out nicely. But now they were so small and tight. The feel of her firm young teenage juicy flesh under my hand was exiting, even through her clothing.
We must have sat there for twenty minutes or so, with Mandy sat on me. I gently stroked her back and hip and shifted around enough that she couldn’t feel my hardon.
Finally Mandy moved and started to move. She didn’t let go of me, or look up. With her head still on my chest she said, “When my Dad died, I couldn’t stop crying. I must have cried for two weeks. Nothing helped except when someone would hold me. You were so sad, I thought it might help you too.”
What in the world? Who was this teenage girl that was so understanding and so giving? I don’t know many adults that could be this good for someone in pain.
“Thank you, Mandy. I feel better. But, it still hurts. I may need some more hugs.”
“I’ll stop by later to see how you’re doing. We can talk some then, if you want to.” And she was gone. Hopped off my lap and was out the door before I could say another word.
“Did she feel my hands? Did she know I was turned on? Oh, that felt good!” All this and more ran through my brain as I sat there dazed. Finally, I saved my work and put the computer to sleep and got up to have a drink. I was sad and elated and puzzled all at once. I wondered if I would ever feel Mandy again.
Chapter 2
I don’t know if Mandy was too busy or forgot me, but, she never returned that Monday. I felt a big disappointment. And of course a great sadness. But, it was a school night and maybe she had too much work to do.
On Tuesday, I really wanted to wallow in self pity. But, I had a story deadline and so I had to work. I slogged through the day with my heart dragging on the floor. But, I managed to complete the work and was sitting at my desk with my finger on send when Mandy comes breezing in through the door.
“I’m sorry Robert. I wanted to come back last night. But, Mom got home and I don’t want to explain to her why I wanted to visit you. It’s our business, not her’s. ” Mandy didn’t even slow down. She walked right up to my chair and climbed into my seat. Just the same as yesterday, she sat side-saddle, turned her upper body toward me and laid down on my stomach with her head on my chest.
This time, there was no hiding my excitement. I know she heard my heart pounding, and that big sigh of contentment. Mandy didn’t acknowledge my condition; even though I know she could hear and feel my heart.
“Are you okay today?” she asked.
“I’m better Mandy. It still hurts a lot and I’m so glad you came to visit me again.” I didn’t know what to do with my hands. So, I just let them hang down by my sides.
“Aren’t you going to rub my back again?” she didn’t look up and see me blush. So, she did know what was going on yesterday. This was one cool kid.
“If you don’t mind.” I said.
“It feels good.” She said.
“To me too.” And I started to gently rub her back. I could feel her relax against me as I slowly moved my hands over her back.
I started to wonder, did she know how excited the feel of her nubile juicy body made me? I am sure that she even know what a man’s dick is? We needed…no, I needed to move forward with this girl.
“Would your Mom be mad at you for being here with me?” I wanted to make our meeting a secret if I could.
“Yeah, I don’t think she would understand.” Mandy wiggled a little and settled into my chest.
“Mandy, I don’t know if I understand.” I threw it out there to keep her talking. “But, I do know that having you here, close to me like this, helps me so much. I don’t want you to leave.” I thought if any ten year old could handle that, it would be this amazing girl.
“But as much as I love to hold you, I do not want your Mom to get mad at you or at me.” This was true. And I knew as I said it, that this could be asking too much loyalty from my new friend.
“Yeah,” she said, “I’ve thought of that too. I think we’re going to have to keep this a secret.”
“Okay,” I responded, “I don’t want to lose you.”
At that, Mandy gave me a little hug and snuggled down into my chest. I continued to rub her back occasionally straying down to those sexy, juicy hips of hers. Soon, it seemed that Mandy had sat again. I, of course, continued to enjoy this wonderful girl’s body with my hands. I felt her sides and back, her hip and a little of that cute round butt.
We sat like that for 30 minutes or so. Finally, Mandy started to move. She stretched and rubbed herself against my chest and stomach. After a minute, she pushed herself up until she was sitting on my lap. I was praying that she couldn’t feel that erection pressing against her ass.
As quick as a flash, Mandy pushed herself up and kissed me on the lips. It was a quick dry smooch, but right on my lips. With that she hopped off my lap, straightened her dress and with a wave went out the door. I sat there, dazed again by this precocious teenage girl.
Chapter 3
That was Tuesday. I held my breath…but each day Mandy returned. She had little to say; just climbed up into my lap, relaxed into my body, and sat. I was elated. Anything, anything at all is what I would do to have Mandy come sleep on my body. And for some reason, she did. Every day after school Mandy would appear at my door. I told her to never knock. She came in, climbed into my lap, relaxed against me, and went to sleep.
There is no way to tell you how it felt to have this princess trust me, give to me, and I hoped, love me. I was in heaven. My heart exploded every time she appeared at my door. Her strong, tomboy shoulders; her juicy sexy hips; that round hard butt. She would come to me, expecting me to touch her body. She could fall in my lap, knowing that she was safe. I would die for this girl. How could life get any better?
Then, it did.
We had been doing the nap thing for two weeks; well, except for my Mother’s funeral. I was happy. I hoped Mandy was. But then, nothing stays the same forever.
The Fall brought a particularly cold Friday. I was reluctant to admit that the cold was here. So, I did not turn the heat on. By the afternoon, my fingers were frigid. I actually had trouble typing my article. Being a hard headed bloke, I persevered. I was concentrating on making my fingers work when Mandy flew into my lap. I couldn’t help but smile.
“Hey you,” she said.
“Hey yourself.” Not too original.
“It’s freezing in here.”
“I know. I just can’t accept the Fall season,” I replied.
“Let me show you how good the cold weather is,” she said and hopped off my lap.
A minute later she came back with a blanket. With a flourish, she waved the blanket, hopped back up and covered us both in a smooth motion.
“There.” She said and snuggled into her position.
When Mandy felt my freezing fingers on her back she pushed herself up into a sitting position. Looking directly into my eyes, Mandy took my right hand by the wrist. Spreading her legs, she placed my hand under her school skirt, between her thighs and clamped her legs together. There is where heaven can be found. Once again this teenage girl has amazed me. I sat there with my cold hand pressed between the soft, smooth thighs of this teenage girl.
And oh how that skin felt. So silky smooth and the wonderfully warm. I couldn’t help but think of how close my fingertips were from Mandy’s panties. Maybe half an inch, I guessed. I swear I could feel the heat from her wet pussy; but, that must’ve been my imagination.
“Well she put my hand there,” I thought. So, I squeezed her thigh. I didn’t know what to expect. Here we sat covered up with a blanket, my hand between her bare thighs and I had just squeezed her not an inch from her panty clad pussy. There was no shifting this hard on enough to hide it. The thing pressed right into Mandy’s butt.
She didn’t react after I squeezed her thigh. No words, no movement. Had I gone too far? Would I lose this piece of heaven that had come into my life? My mind swirled around these and more frightening questions.
Then with a slow and deliberate motion, Mandy spread her legs apart, grabbed my wrist, and pushed my hand up her thigh until my fingertips pushed against her panties. I could feel the soft lips of her pussy beneath her panties. It was more than warm, it was hot. My hard dick pushed at Mandy’s ass. She didn’t move or respond.
With a slow motion, I wiggled my fingertips against her pussy. Based on our position, I believe I was moving back and forth across her now a hard clit. It certainly had an effect on Mandy. She grabbed handfuls of my tee shirt and clung to me harder. She shivered and a small moan came from her mouth. Her legs relaxed and fell open allowing my hand more freedom; freedom that I immediately used. I slid my fingertips up and down her pussy, from the bottom to her clit. This motion forced her panties into her slit; and also caused her breathing to increase.
With my left hand, I pressed Mandy harder against my chest and increased the speed of my fingertips on her pussy. I had never done this with a teenage girl and had no idea if she experience an orgasm. My answer came suddenly.
Mandy pushed her face into my chest and let out a groan from deep inside. She shuddered and pushed her hips forward to increase the pressure of my fingertips. I concentrated on moving her swollen clitoris back and forth at the top of her pussy. This must have been just right; because Mandy squirmed and cried out as she had a full on orgasm on my fingers. There was moisture on the crotch of her panties; more than I thought possible for a girl.
I kept the action going, decreasing the pressure, until I heard a big sigh and final wiggle from her. At that time I just stopped moving altogether and held Mandy in a tight embrace, my fingertips resting lightly on her panty covered pussy lips.
We sat like that for at least ten minutes. I thought it best to let her start whatever was next. My hardon was, of course, still there. There was a big wet spot in my boxers from pre-cum. I did not have an orgasm, as exciting as that experience was. So, my balls ached. But, it was an exquisite pain that I would love to suffer to be with this angel.
Mandy sighed deeply and fell immediately to relax. I cannot describe the pure joy I felt. Here was this wonderful teenage girl who had let me touch her like a woman, but was still a fresh pure virgin. There were no games. We each understood what we wanted. And the communication was loving and respectful. At least that’s how I felt. Mandy relaxed on as I thought of these things and felt the deep satisfaction of having pleased this person. She was becoming more and more important to me. I promised myself at that moment to meet all her needs first and to never, ever hurt this angel.
When Mandy got up in fifteen minutes, she stretched like a cat and gave me a big hug. She made no move to get up so I waited. It was up to her to say or do something first.
“We keep adding to the secrets we have, don’t we?” she asked.
“There’s another one too,” I whispered.
“There is?”
“Yes. I am falling in love with you Amanda,” I said. “More than how cute and sexy you are, I find my heart belongs to you. I want to feel you close to me like this forever,” I paused. “I don’t want to scare you. I don’t ever want to hurt you. But, I can’t help myself and how I feel.”
Mandy lay very still on my chest, breathing heavily. Finally after a minute she pushed herself up to sit straight on my lap. She turned her head to face me.
“Oh Robert, I have loved you since the first time I sat here. I feel so safe when you hold me. And now that I know how good you can make me feel…” she smiled a devilish smile. At that she hopped off my lap, straightened her skirt and leaned over and kissed me on the lips. This time the kiss lasted. She parted her lips and used her moist tongue to brush my lips. I opened my lips a little and the girl French kissed me like a woman.
I was on fire. Then she broke the kiss and said, “I’ve got to go start supper.” She gave me a soft kiss on the lips. “But you know I’ll be back whenever I can get away, lover.” And there was that twinkle in her eyes.
I don’t know how long I sat there. I woke up in my desk chair around midnight and stumbled to bed, where I collapsed.
Chapter 4
The next day was wasted. I couldn’t clear my mind of Mandy. There was no way I was going to work. Images, feelings, fears…all these crowded my mind. I don’t know how I made it through the day. Finally, after struggling all day, I must have fallen asleep.
The next thing I knew, Mandy was climbing into my lap. The relief I felt was overwhelming. She did the same thing as always. But to me it was reprieve; blessing; safety; love…all these and more. I wrapped my arms around her slender body and held her tight. She accepted my hug, but didn’t return it. From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley in an instant. What was wrong with my angel? I couldn’t talk; had no idea what to say. There was a chill between us. I was too worried to say or do anything. I sat there holding Mandy and waited.
As I look back now, I see that Mandy must have been struggling with a decision. She finally decided and then it happened. Because she wanted it to.
Mandy again took my wrist and put my hand between her thighs and squeezed it tight. She held this position for a minute. Then slowly, again she spread her legs and pushed my hand up until my fingertips were against her pussy. But, this time there were no panties. I felt the smooth skin of her pussy in direct contact with my fingertips. I knew at that instant that it was my turn to take the lead.
I reached down and took the blanket I had left by the chair and threw it over us as we sat. Then slowly and deliberately, I turned Mandy so that her back was against my chest and her legs were on either side of my legs. With my right hand I lifted her skirt and found her pussy spread open for me. As I stroked her pussy I moved my other hand under her shirt and found her breasts and the nipples I had never seen.
It was my plan to give Mandy the biggest orgasm ever; and I hope I did. As I rubbed her chest, her nipples sprang up and became hard. I gently rubbed them as my fingers caressed her pussy. I took some moisture from her wet pussy and lubricated her clit. With my middle finger I traced circles around her clit; occasionally dipping into her wet hole.
Mandy made little gasps and humped her hips like she was fucking . Her head pushed back against my chest as she breathed hard.
“Unh,” she grunted in time with her breath. As I moved smoothly massaging her wet and slippery clit, Mandy’s grunts grew louder and louder. As she approached the edge, I slid my finger down to her tight pussy and rubbed the lips. Inserting my middle finger into her hole, I felt her virginity carefully. This action pushed Mandy back from the edge and I could sense her frustration.
Again she backed away from the edge of her orgasm. The tone of her grunts changed to frustration and I knew I shouldn’t do that again. So I slowly moved my finger back to the wonderful tiny clitoris and rubbed fast and lightly in small circles over and around the clitoris. Almost immediately Mandy shook hard and went rigid as a loud groan escaped her lips. “Unh, unh, unh,” she moaned in time with pushes of her pussy against my hand. She went on for some time then collapsed back against me.
She didn’t move and so I gently turned her sideways on my lap with both legs to the side, and laid her back against my chest. She took a few minutes to recover. When her breathing had returned to normal, I said, “Mandy, was that as good for you as it was for me?”
“Oh, Robert. That was wonderful. I’ve never felt like that before. Can we do that again?”
“Well, in a little while. But first, I want to talk to you, okay?” I said.
Mandy sat up, a worried look on her face. “What’s wrong?”
“Mandy, nothings wrong. That was perfect for me. It’s just…just…well, I love to make you feel good. But it makes me horny too. And, well, Mandy, I need for you to help me feel good too,” I said. “I need to…”
“Oh Robert. Of course. I was being so selfish. What can I do?” she interrupted.
“What do you know about men’s needs?” I asked.
“Just the stuff we learn from other girls. You know, penis, sperm, babies…that kind of stuff.”
“Yeah, that’s not the complete story though,” I started. “When a man like me is so close to a sexy woman like you, the pressure builds up. Its not very comfortable. And I need to have an orgasm just like you just had. Would you help me with that?”
“You really think I’m sexy?” Her eyes were wide.
“Mandy, you are the sexiest woman I have ever seen. Your nipples are so responsive and your beautiful pussy makes my mouth water. You have never said anything, but, you must have noticed that I have a hardon every time you’re with me.”
She giggled, “I did notice that thing poking me.”
Mandy thought for a second, reached up and kissed me then said, “Tell me what to do and I will.”
“First,” I began, “I want you to become with my penis. By the way I prefer dick. But you can call it whatever. And, this is important, you never have to be afraid with me. You just tell me when you don’t want to do something and we wont. Okay?”
“Okay,” she responded, “Let’s get started.”
“Hop up for a second,” I said.
When she was off my lap I stood and pulled my gym shorts and briefs down and kicked them under the desk. Mandy stared at my rigid dick. It must have been the first she had ever seen. She bent slightly at the waist and moved her head to look at the sides and the knob at the end. She made no move to touch it.
I sat in the chair with my knees spread and pulled her by the hands in between my legs. I led her hands to my hard dick and said, “Feel it Mandy. Feel how hard your sexy body makes me.” Tentatively, she reached out with one finger and touched the shaft.
“It’s so soft and hard too,” she said.
Then she wrapped her small right hand around the shaft and gently squeezed. A drop of crystal clear fluid emerged from the slit at the end. She stared.
“That’s pre-cum. Its for lubrication.” I explained. “Feel how slippery it is.”
Mandy took her finger and spread the pre-cum over the head of my dick. “Oh, that’s so slippery.” She exclaimed.
“Grab the shaft a little lower,” I said. When she did I said, “Now hold tighter and move your hand up and down. Feel how the skin moves over the hard dick. That feels really good when you do that.”
Mandy took to pumping my shaft like a natural. She added her left hand to the work she was doing. I was so excited that the pre-cum dripped down onto her hands and made my dick so slick that her hands were sliding up and down my dick. I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes. I was so pent up that it only took a few minutes and I felt it building. I started to rock my hips in time with her pumping. With both her soft hands wrapped around my dick, Mandy kept up a constant pace as I groaned with pleasure. I suddenly boiled over and cum flew from the end of my dick into the air. Mandy squealed and kept moving her hands up and down as my load shot all over my stomach and legs.
“Mandy, lover, that was perfect. You have made me feel so good,” I said.
Mandy tore her eyes from my shrinking dick and looked into my eyes. “Wow, Robert. That was amazing.” She looked back down at my dick.
“It makes me feel so hot.”
“Well,” I said, “There is one more thing I would love to show you today.”
“Okay,” she said.
I reached around Mandy and slide the computer keyboard and monitor to the side of the desk. Her skirt was off next and I picked Mandy up under her arms and set her on the desk in front of my chair. I gently lowered her until she was laying on her back on my desk. I slid her forward until her butt was half off the desk and placed one of her feet on each arm rest of the chair.
Her beautiful smooth pussy was laid open right in front of me. I bent down and kissed the skin below her navel. Mandy giggled. I started a string of licks and kisses as I moved down to her mound. And then I lifted my lips off her body and using only the tip of my tongue, I slowly licked from the bottom of her pussy to her clit. Mandy gasped and grabbed two handfuls of hair to keep me from leaving. There was no chance I was leaving. I started swirling my tongue around her clit, occasionally flicking the clitoral button. Mandy started humping her hips up to force her pussy into my mouth.
I licked and flicked and sucked her clitoris until I knew she was close to cumming. Then I shifted down to stick my tongue into her tight pussy. I could tell she liked this, just not as much as the clit play. After a minute of feeling all over her mound and pussy with my tongue, I moved back to her button. This time I was slow and soft and eased Mandy toward her second orgasm. I may have gone easy, but she didn’t. All of a sudden Mandy squealed and thrust her hips up toward me as her orgasm exploded. I licked up her juices as the orgasm made her hump like she was fucking. As her orgasm peaked, I covered her pussy with my mouth and hummed softly. This sent shivers through Mandy’s body as her breathing returned to normal.
After a minute, Mandy sat up, let her feet dangle from the desk and kissed me on the lips. It wasn’t a kiss to start anything. Instead it was a lovely kiss of gratitude.
“That was the best,” she said. And then she climbed down in the chair with me.
She had her knees on either side of my legs as she straddled my lap. As she hugged me, I felt her pussy lips right on my re-hardened dick. She was wet and slipped easily up and down my dick when she realized the position we were in. Her clit was rubbing on the sensitive underside of my dick. I helped her move as much as I could. But she was doing real good all by herself. She had just had an orgasm under my tongue and I wasn’t sure if she could do it again so soon. But in just a few strokes I knew I could.
Mandy collapsed onto my chest as I wrapped my arms around her. I felt the tip of my dick lodged between her pussy lips and applied a small amount of pressure. The head stretched her lips and lodged against her pussy. Mandy gasped but didn’t seem to be in pain. So I held her still against me.
We stayed in that position for several minutes.
“Are you alright?” I asked, stroking her hair.
“Well yeah, I guess,” she said. “I didn’t know about all this stuff, and what I was missing. It’s great!”
“Yeah, it’s okay. But I really think it’s you that’s great.” I gave her a squeeze. “I’m addicted to you now. I can’t get enough. What are we going to do?”
“What do you mean?” she replied. “We’re going to love each other like mad; what else?” she paused. “Uh, Robert…uh, your dick is in my pussy. You know that, right?” I loved to hear her talk like that. Could it be possible that my dick was getting even harder…again?
“I did notice that. But you can’t blame me. That thing has a mind of its own.”
“And whose the smartest, you or him?” she giggled.
“Hey, what time do you have to be home, smarty?” I asked.
“Mom should be home about 6 oclock. What time is it?”
“A quarter til 6,” I said.
“I hate to, but I should get home and look like I’ve been doing homework.”
“Yeah. Can I come with you just like this?” I asked, flexing my dick so she could feel it move.
“Xactly how were you going to explain that log in my Momma’s daughter’s pussy?” she laughed.
I laughed too. What a mess we were in. A 28 year old writer and a teenage angel; lovers and, even harder to control, in love with each other.
“I’m coming back tomorrow,” she said. “And I want your dick right there when you cum next time. Is that a deal?”
“You’ve got it, lover,” I said. “That and a lot more. I told you I’m addicted. I want to do everything with you; forever.”
“Sounds good to me. We’ll get started tomorrow. Gotta go.” And she hopped off my lap, wiped her bottom with my briefs and gave me a sexy kiss.
Chapter 5
All the next day I worried. How could this possibly work. Eventually, we were going to be caught. Mandy would be punished by her Mother. Me, life in trouble, I reckoned. But, then again, I knew I couldn’t stop. I hadn’t even realized that I was a pedophile. Or, to give myself a little slack, could love so beautiful teenage girl. And I was convinced it was love. Real, true love. The forever kind.
It was a Saturday and I had no plans. Mandy and I rarely got together on the weekends. Her Mother was home too much. So I was restricted to a quick kiss in the hall, if I was lucky.
But this Saturday I was exceptionally lucky.
Around 11:00 o’clock Mandy comes bouncing in. She’s wearing satin gym shorts and a tee shirt. I gave her a big hug and a passionate kiss. “This is wonderful ; on a Saturday too. Where’s Mom?” I asked.
“She got called into work suddenly. Probably won’t be home till 5:00 this afternoon. Got time for me?” with that devilish sexy grin of hers.
“I can work you into my busy schedule.” I said. “Want to see another room of my apartment?”
“Thought you’d never ask. How about the bedroom?”
“Right this way princess.” And I lead her to my bedroom. Mandy sat on the bed, scooted to the middle and bounced on her bottom.
“Nice. Want to join me?” She held out her arms. I climbed on the bed, pushed her on her back and crawled between her legs.
I could feel her mound pressing against my stomach. But, I held my weight off her with my elbows on the bed. I kissed her lips gently. When I broke the kiss, Mandy grabbed two handfuls of my hair and brought my lips back to hers. This was a passionate kiss, with her tongue exploring my mouth. I was instantly excited.
I broke the kiss and rolled off her. Then I slid my tee shirt and shorts off. Mandy giggled as she stared at my hard dick. She didn’t move; so, I reached over and pulled the gym shorts and panties off. She helped me by lifting her hips. Then she stripped off her tee shirt and we were both completely naked.
I rolled back between her legs and kissed her again. This was perfect.
Moving down a little I nibbled at her well developed breasts using only my lips. Mandy moaned in appreciation. But I left them behind and moved down further. I placed kisses all over her mound, feeling the soft firm skin. When I got to her clitoris I sucked on it pretty hard and flicked it with my tongue. This had the desired effect as Mandy humped her hips against my face.
Licking up her slit I concentrated on her clit and had Mandy writhing on the bed. Then she came with a grunt and a hard thrust of her hips. Using my flat soft tongue I carefully kept her going as long as possible by massaging her clit. When she settled down some I said, “My turn now. Come here.”
I crawled up to the headboard and sat with my back to the headboard. I lifted Mandy up and sat her on my stomach facing my feet. When she lay back against me I took my dick and rubbed the end up and down her pussy slit getting the head wet and slippery. Mandy could see where this was going and took my hand away, substituting her own.
She placed the tip of my dick at the entrance to her pussy and rocked her hips back. This motion forced the head of my dick into the lips of her pussy. Not satisfied, she made the same motion again. This time I felt her pussy and the head of my dick was buried in her vagina. Then Mandy started stroking my dick with her soft hands. Our positions and her weight kept the head in place as she stroked up and down my shaft.
I could look down and see the head buried inside her. This was too exciting for me and I soon felt the rising pressure of my orgasm. To slow me down some, I used my right hand to rub Mandy’s clit. I swirled around and around. This had the two effects I wanted; she got excited and I was able to last longer.
Mandy’s strokes on my dick became faster and less smooth as she got excited. I kept up the action until suddenly, she threw her head back and grunted as her orgasm hit. I let myself go and exploded into her pussy . Squirt after squirt pounding her pussy. I’m sure some went through the hole in her pussy; but, most of my cum boiled out around my shaft. Mandy was watching this and I could tell was really turned on.
She took one of her fingers and got a drop of my cum. Then she put her finger to her tongue to taste me. She must have been satisfied, because she closed her lips and sucked her finger clean.
This position was so exciting to see that my dick didn’t even get soft. It was still hard which surprised me. But the biggest surprise was yet to come. As I relaxed after that experience, Mandy simply shifted her body slightly and with one hard push jammed my dick through her virginity.
“OW, OW, OW,” she yelled. I was speechless. I also didn’t know what to do. But I was sure that moving at all was not good. So, I wrapped my arms around my lover and lay very still.
“Oh Mandy,” I said. “I love you so much. Thank you sweetheart.” I moved deep inside her slowly for a while before I released my cum and bathed my cock with her girlie juices.
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