"Alone at Last."

Maybe it was the near **** experience, your heart racing, Jess's cheeks flushed, panting, but you were really turned on.

You didn't hesitate to grab her, your hands softly gripping her hips as you kissed her, your tongue seeking her own in reciprocation as she pushed into your embrace, a muffled sigh leaking out.

It only lasted for a moment though, as she pulled back, falling into the ragged couch that looked like it had seen better days.

"I know Mike, but before things get too hot, you need to warm me up first." She advised, leaning back in a way to left all of her body on display for your distraction.

Whether she meant that literally or metaphorically, you were on the ground in a moment, logs in the fireplace and a blaze quickly burning.

You quickly fell into the couch next to her, not hesitating as you pulled her on to your lap, prompting her to turn to face you as she sat perched on your crotch, straddling you as she initiated the kiss this time, taking advantage of her higher position as she softly kissed at your lips.

It was... hesitant, like she was unsure how to achieve the same reaction you'd brought up in her.

Rather than clue her in, you used your hands on her hips to rock her back and forth, grinding against her core as she panted, her cheeks flusher than before. It was when you went for the clasp of her jeans that she pulled back, catching your hands in her smaller ones.

"Nu uh, you did your part, now it's my turn to get your nice and ready." Jess whispered as she slid off your lap, standing before you with the firelight framing her supple body as she gyrated slowly, unzipping her jacket as it dropped to the floor, leaving her in a white tank top.

"I think I'm more than warmed up babe, so-" "Just let me," Jess cut you off, stopping her little strip tease as she kneeled on the floor, using her jacket as a cushion as she got between your legs. Seeing the middling defiance in your eyes, she placed a hand on yours, "Please?"

"If you're asking, please, to suck my cock, then what guy would say no?" You responded, quickly shimmying out of your pants, leaving you in just your boxers as Jess slowly pulled them down.

She apparently didn't expect your rock-hard length to shoot out as she pulled the waistband down, softly booping her on the face as she stared wide-eyed at your cock.

"Wow, I mean, I take back what I said earlier, your definitely not off by a few inches." She said, running her tongue up the side as she grabbed the base with her admittedly still cool hand, but the image of her on her knees, shyly tasting your cock more than made up for any softness.

"It even tastes good!" Jess mumbled as she completed another lick as she wrapped her lips around the head, sinking a few inches into her mouth as she bobbed, lapping at the tip with her tongue as you groaned; you spotted her smiling, her lips distended by the thick cock stretching her mouth open.

Emboldened by your moans of pleasure, she took more into her mouth, managing two thirds of the way before gagging.

"Ggglllllrck." She pulled back, strings of saliva hanging between your cock and her lips as she sucked on the tip, tracing the ring under the head with her tongue. Ready to make another go at it, she pulled it in again, reaching the same point as...

"Gggllluurcck!" Pulling back with a panting moan.

"Sorry, it's just so fucking big I can't fit it." She tried to explain as you pulled her up, kissing her on the lips as you ignored the fact that she just had your dick in her mouth.

"Hey, don't worry about it Jess, it took Em a while to get it down too." You said, feeling your girlfriend stiffen in your hands.

"Oh?" In any other setting, that tone would suggest danger, but you could see the look in her eyes. "So Little Miss A+ was an A+ cocksucker?" Jess asked, taking a long lick up the side of your cock, making sure it was still coated in her spit.

"Oh yeah, as many times as she practiced, she'd have to be, who knows that may be how she got such good grades, you know she had that crush on Mr. Williams, and when she wore that skirt, she'd always drop her pencil in front of Mr. Levin." You egged Jess on as she softly moaned, one of her hands vanishing into her pants.

"Most guys wouldn't think it was a good idea to talk about how much better of a slut their ex was with their girlfriend." Jess advised as you leaned forwards, forcing your tongue into her mouth as she struggled between your mouth assaulting her lips and her fingers sliding into her dripping pussy, the wet sounds of her fingering herself clearly audible.

"Doesn't sound like you mind too much, honey." You whispered, as you pulled back, lounging on the couch.

"Oh fuck, maybe you can help me practice just like Em, huh? I can't stand the thought that she can suck you better than i can!" Jess hissed lustfully as you smirked, aiming your cock at her mouth as she approached tentatively.

As she went back for thirds, you patted her head, "You have nothing to worry about, Em had enthusiasm, you have talent. Oh God, your mouth feels so much better than hers did." You said as Jess moaned around your cock, which did amazing things.

Whatever Jess had been expecting, it probably wasn't for you to place your hand on her head and push her down deeper on your cock.

"Glllrck Gllllrrrck Gllrrrrck!"

She looked up at you pitifully as you stood up, holding her head in place as you sawed into her throat.

"Nu uh babe, you wanted me to help open up your cocksleeve throat, no backing out now! If you want out, you'll have to reach the base first!" You ordered as she whimpered, but you spotted her hands furiously undoing her pants so as to get better access to her pussy as you picked up the pace.

"GGGGGlllllrrccckk GLLLLrrCCCcKKk GGLlLLRRrcCKK!"

"Oh God your throat feels amazing." You moaned out as she Jess slipped three fingers into her wet hole, juices dripping on the floor.

Slobber was being **** out every time you thrust in, drool coating her shirt as it turned transparent, letting you see her lacy bra as her cleavage shined with spit.

"Lingerie, you planned on getting fucked out here, didn't you? Wel then, I know just the thing to get rid of that pesky gag reflex." You said as her hand paused in its shlicking as she looked up with wide eyes as you traced both of her braided pigtails.

"You know what guys like to call these?" You asked as you stopped thrusting, letting her have a momentary reprieve as she shook her head.

"Handlebars!" You shouted as you looped your hands through them and pulled hard, thrusting forwards as you rammed down her throat, forcing that last inch.

"Glllrck!"

"The mark of an experienced cocksucker."

"GLLrRRCCK!"

"A veteran throat GOAT!"

"GGGLlLrRcckk!"

"Oh God, I'm fucking cumming so hard!" You roared, holding Jess in place with your grip on her handle- I mean, pigtails, Jess eyes betraying her inexperience as she swallowed best she could before it became too much, cum being **** out of her mouth as it dropped down her front, coating her tits as she softly pushed at your hips as you pulled back, the tears in her eyes momentarily scaring you as she coughed, more cum coming up as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Sorry babe, I might've gotten a bit carried away there." You tried to apologize as Jess waved you off, managing to finally catch her breath as you spotted her runny mascara and shiny face and tits from her facefucking and copious amounts of drool and cum.

You were caught off-guard as she pushed you back, on the couch, riding you as she grinded her soaked pussy against your still hard cock.