Note: You will probably notice this by the end of the story, but yes I did this younger than most of the human race; when I was twelve. Don't judge me.
The front door of the Gordon residence flew open as Mr. Gordon opened the door for Emma, me, Mateo and Jennifer. The first one in the house was me followed closely by Mateo. I stormed into the house with Mateo at my heels.
“Trent, just talk to me please,” Mateo begged. He placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. “Trent, please?”
I jerked away, fighting tears. Only three words escaped my throat, my voice was so soft that I doubted Mateo heard me. “Go away, Mateo.” I suddenly found myself staring into my best friend’s angry face as Mateo turned me around.
“Trent, if you would just talk to me-” Mateo began.
“N-” I began to object. I was silenced as Mateo covered my mouth. “If you would just talk to me, I could probably help you,” Mateo finished.
“NO!” I shoved Mateo away, still fighting tears. I could clearly feel my eyes growing moist and didn’t doubt Mateo could clearly see my eyes glistening from them. Still, I refused to let the tears fall. Showing weakness in front of the others was uncalled for. I had to be strong for them. Besides, showing weakness in front of them would show them how weak I really was. I couldn’t have that.
“Fine,” Mateo yelled.
“Fine,” I agreed.
Both friends stormed off; Mateo up the stairs, while I turned quickly and marched towards the kitchen leaving the others to wonder what to do. Mr. Gordon went up the stairs to see if my son was okay, while the others stood in the living room.
Soon we separated and Jennifer went into the kitchen. I was frantically searching through the cabinets for something to eat, grumbling under my breath. I finally backed out of the cabinet holding the end of a package of Chips Ahoy chocolate-chip cookies. I set them aside and grabbed a plate from another cabinet. I piled several cookies on my plate then began cramming my mouth with cookies moaning with pleasure as I did.
I looked up when I heard a giggle from nearby. With hy cheeks stuffed with chocolate-chips, I glared at Jennifer who was looking amused at my behavior.
“Hungry, Trent?” Jennifer inquired, her hands in her pockets.
“Shut up,” I remarked, with my mouth full.
Jennifer sighed, glancing down and shaking her head. I had a very bad habit of gorging myself with food instead of talking about my feelings. It was unhealthy and I knew it. My friends knew that I was hiding something from them and that it concerned Mateo. My friend's tried to get me to say something but all we heard was me snapping back at them that it was none of our business. I was angry at the moment at something that doesn't involve with the story.
Finally Jennifer verbalized what she was thinking.
“You know there are better ways to handle your problems.” Jennifer remarked.
“Don’t you start with me too, Jen,” I retorted.
Jennifer groaned. She had tried so many times to get me to open up, but to no avail, I was too prideful to say anything about how I felt. I saw discussing my feelings as a weakness, something only girls did.
True, Mateo and Jennifer often discussed our feelings for each other but that didn’t mean I had to. I sighed in between mouthfuls.
Jennifer eventually got up and went upstairs to probably to talk to Mateo. Whatever, we always talk to each other.
I started to head to the lounge upstairs, when I heard Jennifer say my name and then Emma’s. I wondered what we could be talking about. I tried to listen but then all I heard was “… up to Emma.” What? What was up to Emma? And how did this tie to me?
I pondered on this only for a little while but then decided to take a nap. Yawning, I lifted myself on to the couch and found myself drifting to sleep.
Dream
I had absolutely no clue what she was doing to me but it felt so incredible I didn’t want her to stop. I let out a moan as I felt her caress my body, her hand’s touch sending sparks of emotion up my spine. I didn’t know who the person was I was dreaming about, but she seemed vaguely familiar. But I didn’t think on this for too long, what she was doing felt way to good. The girl got off of me and bent over slightly raising her butt in the air.
Reality
Groaning, I raised my head, feeling irritable that my dream got disrupted. Through my blurry vision I saw Mr. Gordon staring down at me. I rubbed my eyes, making my vision better.
“I’m going out, Trent,” Mr. Gordon told me. “Mateo and Jennifer are going with me. Do you want to come with us?”
Yawning, I shook my head and took a moment to stretch.
“No, thanks,”I replied, resting on the pillow, closing my eyes, desperate to get my dream again.
“Alright, Emma’s going to stay here too…”
I wasn’t really listening to Mr. Gordon, but I supposed it was about our safety.
“Mm-hmm,” I mumbled.
“Okay. Don’t expect us back for a few hours, okay?”
I didn’t give any response.
“Alright then,” Mr. Gordon replied.
It was perhaps two minutes after Mr. Gordon left with the others that I felt someone shaking me. I refused to get up. When I felt someone rub my chest, I allowed a smile to spread across my face and allowed a moan of pleasure to escape me.
“Mmmmm. That feels good…”
Smiling I rolled over a little. I jumped when I felt someone tickling my belly. my eyes snapped open to see Emma’s smiling face towering above me. Surprised, I rolled over. However, I, ended up rolling a bit too far and quickly found myself on the floor.
I picked myself up while Emma darted down to me, at my aid in an instant. I assured her I was alright while I dusted myself off. I asked what it was that she wanted and why it meant to wake me up.
“I want to show you something,” Emma replied. She took my hand gave it a squeeze and smiled at me.
“Come into the kitchen.”
She led me across the house to where the kitchen was located. At first, I blinked. Except for the two candles burning on the kitchen table the room was completely darkened. Sitting into one of the chairs I observed the table’s surface: Two bowls and two spoons. Between the two of them were the burning candles. Emma was the first to speak.
“Are you hungry?” She asked.
“Well…” I replied. “Maybe a little.”
Just then my stomach gave a big, audible growl.
Emma giggled.
“A little!”
we sat down.
I then decided to speak up.
“So, is this a date or something?”
Emma blushed.
“No, umm… I just wanted to make you a nice dinner since you didn’t go eat with Mateo’s dad. He helped me prepare the food.
DING!
My head perked up at the sudden sound. I watched as Emma took a ladle out of one of the cabinets and bring a crockpot over to the table. She then opened the top to reveal that the crockpot had beef stew inside.
“Mmmmm, my favorite!” I said.
I lifted the ladle and poured some of the stew into my bowl. I lifted a little to my mouth and tasted it. Then I gaged. It burned the inside of my mouth! Emma was just about to lift the spoon up to her mouth when I warned her.
“I would let it cool off, if I were you.”
We passed the time by making small talk and sipping our drinks. Then I piped up.
“When did Mr. Gordon say they would be back?” I asked, although I said this absent-minded. I had to admit that Emma looked lovely in the candlelight, with her eyes gleaming.
“I said for three hours, four at most.” Emma replied.
I’s eyes widened. Three hours, maybe four, alone with Emma? Surely I must have been dreaming. Now that I was alone with her, I was unsure about what to do. I didn’t want to launch myself at her altogether; I didn’t want to freak her out. Then again my longing for her was so strong I feared I would end up doing that anyways. It felt strange thinking these thoughts; I had just found out that she was a girl about two months ago.
After five minutes the stew had cooled enough to where it could be eaten. The two of them started to eat, taking a drink every now and then. I had eaten the majority of the food but Emma still had a good portion. Staring at each other we rubbed our full bellies, letting out sighs of content afterward.
What had brought on the romantic atmosphere, I didn’t know, and I particularly cared. All I cared about was me spending some alone time with the one I loved. I thought that what had been bothering me for so long, because I had been having erotic dreams about her and had been unable to make them a reality. Maybe I might be able to do that tonight. If I didn’t I would be one pissed off little guy, and that wouldn’t be good because you never hear anyone going to bed angry.
After we digested our meal we went to the living room. Emma reluctantly agreed to play a couple of video games with I even though she strongly detested them. I literally waded through the game cases; Mateo’s dad was rich, and finally found the one I was looking for.
“Ooh! You’re going to love this one; Mateo and I play it all the time.”
Emma plopped down on one of the chairs. She craned her neck to look.
“What kind is it?” She asked.
“You’ll see” I replied.
I turned on the console and slid the disc in. I scooped up two controllers and handed one to Emma.
The game started and I guided Emma through the basics. It turned out that Emma sucked at it. She had never played the system, and the controls were counterintuitive. She just let I take the lead while she just hung back.
After a while Emma yawned.
Glancing at Emma, I asked,
“You’re not having fun, huh?”
Emma winced.
“Um… not really no. But I don’t mind watching you play though.”
I nodded. And then and idea came to me. I flashed a naughty smile at Emma.
“Well then, maybe you wouldn’t mind to slide over so we can sit a little closer, hmm?”
Emma looked down and blushed.
“Um… okay.”
She got up from her chair and plopped down right next to I. She sat down with a fwumph and bumped Trent’s butt. Both of them laughed. I rubbed my shoulder against Emma’s. I wiggled a bit, getting settled.
“There now. That feels better. Want to continue?” I asked.
“Okey-doke!” Emma replied.
I resumed the game but kept a little of my attention on Emma. Emma was nervous but obviously excited. I guessed correctly that Emma had never been so bodily close to another boy before, but was curious and enjoying it.
I slowly grasped Emma’s hand as I played. She made a slight twitch as she felt this, but kept my hand there. Emma started to cuddle against I’s shoulder.
“That feels nice,” I complimented.
Eventually, I grew weary of the video game and decided to turn it off, probably to Emma’s relief.
Snuggling on the couch, we decided to watch a movie. When Emma suggested that we watch James Bond: Goldeneye, I flat-out stated that it was too long and that I’d seen it way to many times to watch it anytime soon; my dad was a James Bond fanatic! So we settled on watching cartoons on a local network, though I’s mind was somewhere else. While I did have her head in my lap and my arm rapped around her, I wasn’t about to confess my feelings to her, it just seemed too soon.
For the longest time neither of them said anything. It was only when Emma looked up at me and pecked me on the cheek that the silence was broken after she said.
“I love you.”
Having not been listening to her I looked at her into her sapphire eyes and asked,
“What did you say?”
She sat up and turned to face me, beaming.
“I said I love you, silly!”
I rubbed my neck and glanced down feeling uncomfortable.
“You know, this month will be my first…”She blushed. “…Period.”
“Really? Well uh… good for you,” I replied.
Emma sighed. She looked down at the ground. Then she looked up into I’s eyes.
“Do you think I’m pretty?” She asked.
“Hey, of course I do!”
I cupped my hands around her face.
“Look at you! Those gorgeous blue eyes and that adorable nose!”
“My…nose?” Emma pulled back a little covering it with her hands.
“It’s like a little sugar cookie,” I said.
Emma giggled nervously. I knew that Emma was really self-conscious about her nose. I had heard her talking about it; she thought it stuck out like a radish.
“Thanks, I,” Emma told me softly.
“Um… the reason why I asked you to come with me.” She smiled bashfully. “Do you want to, you know, have” She paused. “Sex?”
I blinked. I stood completely still for a second. I could practically hear my heart pounding. Then I said,
“WHAAAAAAAAT!”
I saw Emma as her sky blue eyes got big and shiny as she backed off.
“But you said I was pretty…”
I was as tense as guitar string.
“Well yeah! But… sex! That’s just, it’s just... we can’t!”
“Why not?” Emma asked.
“Because… because…” I sputtered. “It’s not right!”
Emma looked at me as if I was speaking in a crazy alien language.
“What would make you think that!?”
Then she snapped her fingers.
“Wait. I get it now. I, don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m not interested in a for-life relationship kind of thing! I just thought you and I are friends and it would be fun. You don’t even have to worry about me getting pregnant…”Her cheeks turned an even darker shade. “Yet.”
“Where is all this fear coming from, I?” Emma asked.
“Well for starters, Josh would probably bite my head off if I found out!” I said.
“Oh, so now you’re on a first-name basis with me?” Emma and I both cracked up, relieving a little of the tension.
“Anyways, No I wouldn’t! I knows it’s my first period, but I told me I wasn’t ready to have babies yet.”
She shuffled her feet.
“I, um, just wanted to practice first.”
She took I’s hand to hers.
“With someone who cares about me.”
“What do you think?”
I’s skin tingled where Emma touched. I looked into her bright, beautiful eyes.
“I think you are very, very pretty Emma,” I told her sincerely. “And I’d like to help you practice anything you’d like to try.
Emma giggled.
“Awesome!” She hopped up, full of excitement.
“What do you think we should try first?”
“Well umm… It’s up to you, I guess.” I replied.
She dove at me and ensnared me in a big hug.
“Want to kiss?” She asked.
I smiled.
“I’d love to!” I replied.
Emma closed her eyes and moaned when our lips touched.
This is so exciting! I thought. I can’t believe it! Emma and I are going to do it! Finally the day I’ve been waiting for! The kiss filled I with feelings I never experienced before.
The kiss ended after quite a while.
“Wow,” I remarked.
“That was-”
“The most awesome thing that ever happened? That’s what I thought.”
“Took the words right out of my mouth.” I said.
Emma giggled.
I chuckled and hugged her.
“You know I never really noticed how soft your skin is!”
we both laughed.
I liked the playful feelings we were sharing. we kissed once more and then again and again. we wrapped our arms around one another, pulling each other close and our body heat increasing. I gasped as Emma slowly slithered her tongue into my mouth. we held onto each other closely tightly. Slowly, we began to caress each other, finding out what spots were sensitive and best for arousal. Slowly we began to strip away each other’s clothing until we were both naked, there clothes lying in a heap on the floor.
She pulled away from me and began running her fingers against my body, staring at me. Man, she was good. She finally stopped at I’s waist and looked up at me. When I gave a nod she began to massage my private. She smiled once she saw my member become fully erect. She began to pump me, her hand going at an agonizingly slow pace. I didn’t know if she looked at me or if she said anything or anything, I just reared my head back and closed my eyes.
“Go a little bit faster…” I mumbled.
She gave me a nod and increased her speed. Suddenly, Emma dipped her head.
I let out a pleasurable gasp as I suddenly felt warmth around my member. Moaning, I looked down to discover that Emma bobbing her head up and down as she sucked me, her hand gripping my groin at the base and her mouth letting out muffled moans.
I decided I should help and I began to buck my hips. A squeal from Emma indicated that she liked my actions. A shuddery sigh escaped I throat as I continued to thrust myself into Emma’s mouth. I leaned back some until I was resting on my hands, my legs now out in front of me and spread out to give her more room. How long had it been since we started? It couldn’t have been more than five minutes. Reaching my peak after five minutes of being sucked would have made me look like less of a man.
I didn’t want the feeling to cease; I wanted them to increase and continue. Why had I waited so long to experience this kind of pleasure? These thoughts were instantly ripped out of my mind, as I felt Emma start to nibble along my member, gently starting at the tip and making her way down to my base. I gasped, tightly gripping the couch cushion, as she did so.
“Go back up…” I managed to say.
“Concentrate…” I breathed.
I moaned as I pushed myself into her mouth before taking a breath of relief.
“Concentrate on the tip…”
She gave me a nod before ever so slowly moving her head upwards her lips gliding along my penis. With her mouth hovering above my member, she took her tongue out and began to circle it around my tip.
I let out a moan of pleasure, my hands digging into the fabric.
“Oh my god, Emma! Oh god, that’s good! That’s so... GOOD!”
I let out a soft groan of disappointment as just then I felt pressure being built up at the base of my penis and worked its way up. Try as I might, I couldn’t stop it from happening.
“Get ready.” I warned. “I’m-”
I never did finish my sentence. I yelled as I released myself into Emma’s mouth. Sighing in content, I eased my member out of her mouth and started to relax. I looked at Emma to see what her expression was, and then burst out laughing. She was swishing my sperm in her cheeks!
I got up. Emma started to look concerned.
“Something wrong?” She asked.
I blushed, and shook my head.
“Actually, I just had to go to the bathroom. I’ll be back in a minute, love. ”
I went to the bathroom and then came back to Emma hugging me. She planted a kiss on me.
“Are you okay?” She asked.
“Why wouldn’t I be!? That was fun!” I replied.
“Sex with me?” She playfully asked.
“Anything you want,” I said.
Emma giggled hysterically.
Emma slowly bent over so I could have a good view of her sex. Wow! Emma’s vagina was the peak of all beauty! I stared at Emma for a long while. I even drooled a little. I stared at the sight before me. It was driving me crazy! It took all my willpower to say one complete sentence.
“So… do you want me to butt-fuck you or what?”
She glanced over her shoulder.
“Rather than tell you, why don’t I just show you?”
Without any warning, she backed up.
I suddenly found myself on my back with a face full of skin, skin that covered Emma’s behind. I looked at her surprised, but I enjoyed the activity nonetheless. I caught on to what she wanted while she peered down at her, with her shocking blue eyes. While most people would have found this activity gross, I was very turned-on by this.
While it was a little hard to get positioned I eventually found the place I wanted to be. I loved the position I was in! Without much hesitation I began tenderly licking her rear. I felt her body quiver in delight as I held onto her hips. A grin made its way to my face. I was more than happy to please her, no matter what activity.
She began bucking her hips, rubbing her hindquarters against my face.
“Oh, God, I that feels so good . . .” she moaned.
I chuckled while continued to glide my tongue over Emma's behind, my fingers gently moving from her hips down to her posterior. I began caressing. This did nothing but excite Emma even more. I was all too pleased at the result. I was thrilled that I was enjoying myself. If not more than her, I certainly was. This night was all about them and our relationship. If rimming her would help maintain that relationship and keep it from being torn down, then I was all for it.
As a result of her rubbing her butt against my face, her vagina began to rub against my chest. With time, the speed of which became faster and faster until she found herself squealing in delight, both from vaginal pleasure and anal pleasure. I gasped as I felt something wet coat my chest. Though this did not stop me from continuing rimming her, it did spark my curiosity as to what was going on. No doubt that she had finally reached her peak, coating my chest in a white liquid that had no real smell to it.
I was saddened when she rose up, lifting her butt off my face. I watched as she got off me. She only went a couple of feet before she turned around and licked off her cum from my chest. my leg kicked as I moaned in pleasure. Unfortunately for me, the pleasure didn't last and I soon found myself staring at Emma’s buttocks once again. I got the idea and went forward, standing up and gripping her thighs, positioning myself to pleasure her anally.
“This is gonna rock.” She resumed her position, glancing over her shoulder and smiling at me.
I glanced down quickly to make sure everything was lined up, and then I gave Emma planted another quick kiss on the back of her head.
“You ready?” I asked.
“Are you kidding?” She replied. “Let's do this!”
“Gotta love a woman who knows what she wants!” I said. “Here we go!”
Emma let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a sigh.
“That's perfect, Trent! Oooh, just leave it there for a bit, it feels great!”
I kissed the back of her head, breathing gently in them and smiling when she gasped.
"Feels pretty damn great back here too."
I thrust a little bit more. After a little trial and error I picked up the rhythm.
Emma moaned. “Ohhh! Trent, I love you so much!”
“And I love you too, Emma,” I said tenderly in her ear.
I blocked out all my thoughts and lost myself in the moment. The sensations. Everything was warm and moist and amazing. To share this with my friend . . . I felt like the biggest dumbass, idiot on the planet to have spent so long acting like all I ever needed was myself. Even though I'd gotten into it through some rather ignominious means, I knew I wouldn't want to leave my new family for anything in the world. No food, no material goods, could mean as much as this.
“This is even more fun than I'd imagined,” Emma said, dreamily.
“I’ll say!” I replied.
I’s smile was warm and peaceful as I held Brenda close. I was happy, and why not let that be known by letting out a few moans? Along with her, I moan and groaned in happiness as I continued to ram myself into her, sighing in content as I felt her muscles contracting around my thick, stiff member. It felt odd, but oh so incredible and exciting. These feelings of excitement and joy allowed me to speed up my thrusts. Just in case I was hurting her, I eased off, going at a slow and steady pace. However, she confirmed that my hard, fast thrusting was just what she wanted. I nodded silently and went back to thrusting as fast and as hard into her as I possibly could, causing her to shriek in ecstasy. In response to her joyful crying I sped up my pace. I felt so happy.
A moment later, I was extremely happier when I blasted a load of hot cum right inside Emma's tight rear. She screamed loud enough to hurt our ears and reached behind her to caress everything of I she could reach. No sooner had I done this was it that I flipped her over onto her back and drove my nose into her clit.
Emma shrieked in ecstasy!
“Oh, I! Yeah! Keep doing that!”
I was only too happy to. Emma shut her eyes tight and moaned, bucking her hips. She tightly gripped the cushioning that she lied upon.
I felt my member start to grind against the crack between the cushions. I smiled. It seemed the couch itself wanted some action as well. I was alone too happy to do so. Bucking my hips up and down, I drove my dick into the softness and warmth and comfort that the couch provided. I groaned as I felt some pressure start to build up in my member. By now I had gotten used to it. It was becoming familiar territory to me now. Yet, I restrained myself, wanting to orgasm right at the same time as her. my mouth could sense that she was getting close to such a climax. I wasn't sure what it was, but I felt something vibrating against my mouth. I assumed it was simply her clit, but I could have been wrong. I didn't concentrate on what it was. I was too overcome with pleasure to think about anything else, and I imagined that Emma was also too distracted by her own pleasure to do so.
Letting out a loud moan, she continued to buck her hips, driving her clit into my open mouth, allowing me to explore her further.
She made her breath coming out in short, pleasurable gasps. She reached up and grabbed my head, and gently tugged at my ears.
I let out a load moan as she pulled on my ears. I enjoyed the roughness.
“Pull them it bit harder,” I whispered.
She dug her fingers into my ears, causing me to scream at the top of my lungs in pleasure.
“Oh, my . . .” I screamed.
That did it! The dam burst and I felt my cum explode from my member and fill the space between the cushions. With my mouth open, I felt a sudden warmth invade it, telling me that she had reached her own orgasm, coating my lips, cheeks, and the inside of my mouth in her sweet, delicious cum. my tongue eagerly explored my mouth, licking up every bit of cum that it could reach. With a shaky hand I reached up and wiped the sperm off my face, then roughly shoved my hand in my mouth, my tongue anxiously licking up the cum that coated it, causing my body to shiver.
Emma looked at me with concern.
“I?” She breathed. “You’re shaking.”
It wasn't until she said this that I found myself vibrating like mad. I gave her a reassuring smile and a nod.
“Don't worry, I'll be all right.” I replied.
She nodded slowly and a smile crept across her face. Once again, she aligned herself with my penis. She pressed herself against me, allowing my penis to enter her and gasped.
“You okay?" I asked. "I'm not hurting you, am I? If I'm hurting you-” I started.
“Oh, shut up and give it to me nice and hard, baby!” She playfully replied.
I nodded, my grin widening.
“Well, okay . . .” I sarcastically said.
I began pressing myself into her, going in and out repeatedly, picking up speed as time went on. my moan came out in a shudder as I felt the warmth of her vagina engulf my fully erect member. The warmth spread around my member and ran up to my chest, quickening my heartbeat and causing my breathing to become heavier. I suddenly stopped when I saw her switching positions. I gently slid out of her and waited until she got into a comfortable position. I watched as she rolled over onto her stomach and lifted her rump in the air, showing off her genitalia for me. Getting the idea, I climbed on top of her, my member directed at her vagina. Being gentle, I eased it in and began thrusting at a steady, slow pace. I gently gripped her shoulders, massaging them as my hot breath made the fur on her neck rustle.
Emma let out a deep moan of pleasure as she lifted her leg to give me better access, although such was not needed.
I increased my thrusting, going a bit faster and harder while at the same time driving my cock as deep into her as possible. The woman, yes and I mean woman, below me gave a high-pitched squeal of excitement as I did so, telling me that she clearly wanted more of it. I didn't hesitate in doing so. I was pleased that she was having a good time. It was just a shame that we never got to do these kinds of things very often. I made sure to relish in the activity as much as possible for fear that this would be our last outing together. I rested my head against her own, grunting, moaning, and sighing as I kept driving myself against her vagina, the muscles of her vagina continuing me. Oh, God, how I loved it! I loved every minute of it and didn't want it to stop any time soon. I knew, however, that I would eventually reach my climax, after which we would probably settle down for the night. After all, we had done practically everything that we could think of at pleasing one another, except for maybe foot licking, but we could try that out any time we wished, though we would have to stop once we got aroused from the activity since arousal would lead to more intimate things, things that we could not do when the others were around. No doubt that our loud moan of joy would wake the others, and then we would be caught, scolded, and grounded for life.
“Oh, God, I” Emma moaned.
I said nothing, I just chortled in bliss, her sweet voice like music to my ears. I suddenly got off her when she once again switched positions. I watched as she once again rolled over onto her back, smiling at me, spreading her legs for my penis.
"Would you stop switching positions?" I asked, smiling, though trying to look annoyed. "Pick a damn position and stick with it?"
Emma looked surprised that I cursed. I barely did things that were unnecessary, like cursing; but it seemed strange for her to be surprised after all we did just now.
She chuckled and roughly pulled me down for a kiss. She slithered her tongue into my mouth and she felt me shudder in pleasure. She suddenly rolled over so that she was on top of me, pressing her vagina against my member. She pulled away from me, using a paw to gently stroke my cheek. She gave it a loving pat.
“Hey, now," I complained, "that's not fair! Why do you get to be on top? The guy is always on top!”
She sputtered her lips.
“Oh, bullshit! Come on, it's only fair. You've been on top of me all night! Why not let me have some fun of my own, huh?”
I chuckled, realizing that what she said made sense. I had indeed been selfish all night. She deserved the right to have some of her own, even if it were for a few minutes. I could feel myself starting to reach my peak, which only served to anger me since I wanted the experience to last as long as possible. I hated it when I was just enjoying myself and then found that it was suddenly over in five minutes. I made a vow to make our last sex session as long and as pleasurable as possible, even if at my expense.
She moved forward slightly. She took my member in her paw, positioning it carefully. She gasped and shivered as it slid into her. She relaxed as she slowly began to ease it into her. She smiled at me as she began bucking her hips, going up and down on my cock, shoving it in and out of her vagina at such a great force that it was somewhat painful, yet all the more pleasurable. She leaned down with my dick shoved in her clit and gave me a tender, passionate kiss, her hips still hard at work while I continued to caress her rear end.
“Now, see? This was a good idea after all, wasn't it?” She snickered.
I chuckled once more, this time at my own stupidity. “Totally,” I agreed. “Damn, that feels so good!”
She laughed.
“I'm glad you're enjoying yourself.” She replied.
She leaned down once more for yet another intimate kiss before beginning a vigorous thrusting of my cock, causing her love to let out an extremely loud scream of pleasure.
“Oh, yeah, you like that, baby?” Emma asked, playfully.
She received nothing but a loud moan in response. She smiled.
“I'm glad.”
I gasped as Emma's rigorous thrusting of my dick was causing me some slight pain, most likely because her thrusting was causing it to bend. I ignored it to the best of my ability, feeling myself start to peak. I stared into her eyes and could sense that she could tell that it was for me to finally climax.
The blonde girl smiled at me. “Come on, cum inside me, baby! I want to feel your sweet, delicious juices inside me!”
I nodded. With one final shove into her, I finally released myself. This orgasm (and her own) were more powerful than the previous two; not only did it completely cover our genitals, but it ran up from our stomachs to our faces. With the two of them completely covered in each other's cum, we had nothing more to do than simply stare at each other, breathing heavily, smiling. Due to the magnitude of my high-pitched screech of pleasure, matched nicely with hers, my throat was sore and I suddenly longed for something to drink. I let out a soft whimper of sadness as she slowly got off me, allowing my dick to fall back onto my stomach, my sperm still on its tip adding to the cum that covered my entire front. Smiling at her, I went about licking up all the cum I could reach, but the only cum I managed to get off was the cum on my face. An idea went off in my head and I suddenly lunged at her, tongue out.
She gasped and her body shuddered as my tongue cleaned her off. She lifted her legs, wrapping them around my waist while her tail coiled along my.
“Oh, I . . .” she moaned. She allowed her head to fall back and her eyes to close as she took in the sensations of my tongue exploring her body. She gasped as I reached her vagina. While she had managed to get all the cum off her face she didn’t seem to mind me taking charge. In fact, it looked like she really enjoyed it!
“Mm, that feels good!” She said.
Feeling a weight leave her body, she tilted her head upward to see me falling onto my back, inviting her to now clean me off. She smiled and crawled over to me and got to work.
I had to admit that after having three separate orgasms in one night, I didn't think I could handle anymore lovemaking, but as Emma's tongue began to clean me off, I was quickly proven dead wrong. I sighed in happiness as her tongue licked up the cum on my chest, followed by my stomach. I prepared myself for when she would engulf my cock in her mouth, but yet remained surprised at the sudden warmth around my penis as she began to clean it off. my back arched, causing her to smile at me while she cleaned me up. I suddenly groaned as she climbed on top of me and rested her head along my clean yet wet chest. I rubbed her head lovingly, allowing my fingertips to gently caress the curves of her ears, which flickered at my touch, making me giggle. I kissed her cheek and rested my head against the cushion behind me, my eyes darting towards the ceiling. I was filled with so much content and happiness that I wondered if I would be able to get any sleep throughout the night. If I wasn't able to fall asleep, then there were some things that I could do to keep myself entertained until I got tired. All I needed was a turkey baster . . .
The two of them stayed that way for several minutes, the time slowly ticking by, them enjoying each other's warmth and just relishing in being close to one another. I hugged her affectionately while she rested along my body with her head on my chest.
“I love you,” I whispered in her ear.
“Mm-hmm,” she replied.
“Let's do this again sometime soon,” I suggested.
Ditto! Anytime, anyplace, just say the word is all you gotta do!"
I laughed.
“Good.”
I yawned.
“For now, I think I need a bit more sleep. I seem to be all worn out for some reason.” I got up and almost fell back down. I was more worn out than I thought! Again, Emma dashed to my side trying to help me up. Oh, so she can get up? I chuckled. Then I realized something.
“Hasn’t this happened already?” I asked.
we both laughed loudly.
I assured Emma that I was ok and that next morning if my parents asked, and all that I would say was that I had a competition with Mateo.
I went up into the room I was sleeping over in and climbed in the inflatable bed. As I drifted off to sleep, I thought, for one night, I was happy. Does it have to be one night? Maybe not. Or at least I hoped not. As I drifted off to sleep, my mind became filled with thoughts of all the new fun I and Emma could share together soon.
The End
By: Trenton Ticeish
on 16-12-2011
Category: First time
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