Mid-term stress relief

Your mutual masturbation sessions with Mandy are a welcome distraction from your mid-terms. You both decide to make it a regular thing until mid-terms are finished. Some nights you would play with yourselves and some nights you would play with each other. You longed for more but knew better than to push it with Mandy. She was a virgin after all, so this was a big step for her.

The night before your last mid-term, you put on another amateur video. In the video the guy goes down and starts licking the woman’s pussy. You can feel Mandy’s crotch getting warmer and wetter as she watches. As the woman on screen screams in orgasmic bliss, Mandy bites her bottom lip before softly murmuring, “I wonder what that feels like?”

You freeze, heart pounding in your chest, unable to tear your gaze away from Mandy’s flushed features. “Really?” you manage to croak out, voice hoarse with desire and disbelief.

Mandy nods shyly, biting her bottom lip again. She swallows hard, eyes flickering uncertainly between your own and the screen before finally meeting yours again in a moment of shared vulnerability. “I... I want to know what it feels like,” she says softly.

With trembling hands, you push yourself up from the bed and kneel between Mandy’s spread legs, gazing down at her pale, pink folds with ravenous desire. She gasps softly, hips lifting slightly of their own accord as if offering herself up to your eager exploration.

You lean forward, pressing a soft, tentative kiss against the softest part of her inner thigh. Mandy’s breath hitches in her throat and she arches her hips into your touch. Encouraged by her responsiveness, you trail another series of delicate kisses upwards along her leg, slowly working your way closer to your ultimate destination.

When you finally brush your lips against the sensitive flesh of Mandy’s pussy lips, she lets out a breathless moan that sends shivers of pure desire coursing through your entire body. You part her folds with gentle but steady fingers and pause for a moment, just savoring the sight and scent of her tightly puckered entrance begging to be ravished.

Steeling yourself for what you know is about to happen, you lower your head and finally press your warm, wet lips against Mandy’s sensitive pussy lips.

Mandy moans loudly, arching her hips upwards into your mouth with unbridled desire. Her juices dripped down on your chin. She grabs onto your hair, pulling gently as she grinds her wet pussy against your face.

“Oh god yes,” she moans out, her hips gyrating uncontrollably as you continue to worship at her dripping pussy with abandon. “Don’t stop... oh god please don’t stop!”

You compile eagerly, lapping up every drop of her sweet nectar. Your tongue flicking out, tracing lazy circles around her clit before flicking it hard once—and Mandy’s entire body convulses violently underneath you, her nails digging into your scalp as she cries out in pure ecstasy.

“I-I’m close,” she gasps between ragged pants for air, hips rocking back and forth faster now, meeting each downward thrust of your tongue with equal ferocity. “Oh god, John... I’m going to c-cum!”

You grow more determined than ever before, sucking harder on her clit while using both hands to hold open her legs even wider apart. You want nothing but Mandy’s tight, young pussy in your mouth and on your tongue. Your tongue flicks out and circles around her entrance, teasingly close to breaching her but not quite yet.

“Cum for me,” you growl out.

And with that command, Mandy’s body shudders violently as her tight pussy convulses around your face and tongue, gushing out, and coating both of you in its salty, sweet nectar.

You don’t let up even for a second, instead, you take full advantage of her post-orgasmic euphoria to finally plunge your tongue into Mandy’s tight, virgin hole. She screams out again in unadulterated pleasure. Her hands grip at your hair harder than ever before, holding onto you like a lifeline as she rides out this new wave of intense sensations coursing through her body.

When finally, after what seems like an eternity but is likely only a few precious moments, Mandy’s convulsions slowly begin to subside and her panting breaths start to slow down to something resembling normalcy again—though she still remains sprawled out on the bed, legs spread wide open in invitation for more—you pull back just enough to look up at her flushed, sweaty face.

“That... that was...” she gasps out between ragged breaths, eyes glazed over with lust and satisfaction. “I... I’ve never felt anything like it.”

“I can return the favor…” Mandy says hesitantly, “…but… uh… I’ve never done it before. I don’t know if I would be any good.”