“Yes, but . . .”

“Yes,” Emily says, “but that doesn’t mean I’m ready to be done. I said I’d dreamed of having sex with you; I never dreamed you’d be so good at eating pussy, but I certainly dreamed of other things. Stand up.”

I stand up, and she sits up. “Take off your shirt,” Emily commands, and I do. She hums approvingly, then leans forward and takes one of my nipples in her mouth. I moan lightly and stroke her hair as she sucks on it and teases it with her tongue. She nips it, making me gasp, then sits back. “Very nice, baby,” she coos.

I reach for my belt, and she swats my hand away. “Mine,” she says. She undoes the belt and the snap, then leans close as she unzips me. As she pulls my pants over my hips, she runs her lips down the line of the bulge in my boxers. “Mmmmm,” she purrs. Once my pants are down, she sends my boxers after them. “Ohhh, Andrew, you have a beautiful cock. Long and thick and soft and nicely shaped . . . this is going to feel even better in my pussy than I imagined.

“However,” Emily says, “you’re about to blow. If you’re going to have the kind of stamina I want, I need to take the edge off you.” She leans forward and delicately licks the tip of my prick with the tip of her tongue. “Mmmm, nice,” she murmurs. Then she swirls her tongue all around my cockhead, which makes me moan. She wraps her lips around it and sucks, still caressing it with her tongue, then suddenly deepthroats me. The utterly unexpected feeling of her velvety wet throat squeezing my mushroom overloads my senses; my head snaps back with a gasp as my orgasm erupts. She makes encouraging noises around my cum cannon as I fire blast after blast straight down her throat.

When my eruption is done, Emily pulls her head off my shaft. “Now,” she says in a tone of deep satisfaction, “you should be able to last for a while. We just need to get you hard again.” She arranges herself on my bed and says, “69 me, Andrew. Hang your cock in my face.”

I arrange myself above her and plant my lips on hers. While I French her outer lips, my tongue dives into her twat to tease and caress her inner lips. “Fuck, baby, you eat pussy like a woman,” Emily gasps. She strokes my balls lightly with her fingertips and lets her tongue play with my deflated prick. “Mmmm, you taste good,” she whispers. She caresses my cockhead with her soft lips, running the flat of her tongue over its tip, then sucks on it gently.

I trace circles around her clit with my fingers and plunge my tongue into her depths, enjoying the taste and feel of her girl-honey. Emily moans around my prick as I flex and wriggle my tongue in her cunt, then sucks harder on my cock and starts fondling my balls in earnest. Between the pleasure of her twat and the stimulation of her lips and tongue, it isn’t long before my cock is growing strong in Emily’s mouth. I know she wants it in her pussy, and I want to fuck her as much as she wants it, but I want to make her cum again first. Without warning, I shift my lips to her clit and my fingers into her cunt. As I fingerfuck her, I suck her clit hard into my mouth; I lash it with my tongue and start humming random deep notes into her pearl. She lets out a strangled squeak and thrusts her hips up into my face as her cunt walls squeeze my fingers with smooth power. Her whole body throbs with her climax; she gives my rod one last hard suck before her lips loosen and her head falls back.

When Emily’s body relaxes, I draw my fingers from her cunt and turn myself around. She’s flushed and breathing hard; she looks at me and says, “Baby, your mouth on my pussy could be addictive. You might not be legal without a prescription.” I smile at the compliment, and she spreads her legs. “I need to find out if you’re as good with that cock as you are with your mouth,” she continues, her voice smoldering with desire. “Just take it slow; I’ve never had anything that big in me before.”

I move between her thighs, drinking in the look of rapt anticipation on her face. When I push the tip of my cock into her hot, tight, wet hole, we gasp together. It’s a good thing I’ve already cum in her mouth; if she hadn’t blown me, I think I’d cum right now. Feeling my mushroom squeezed by a pussy for the very first time is almost too good to take, especially since my very first pussy is the first girl I ever jacked off to. Something in my expression makes this obvious, because Emily gasps again and her eyes go wide. “I’m your first, aren’t I?” she asks, her voice oddly soft and tender. “You were a virgin.” I nod; somehow that admission makes me feel naked in a whole new way. “I wish you’d been my first, too. All the time we lost . . .”

“Ssshhh,” I whisper. “Done is done. We’re here now, and that’s what matters.” I bend down and kiss her, and she returns my kiss hungrily. As we kiss, I slowly drive my shaft into her love tunnel. “Ohhh, Andrew, I can feel you stretching me,” Emily says. “Ooooooh, I’m going to be sore later, but ohhh, your big cock feels so goooood stretching my tight pussy, baby. Go slow, but please don’t stop.” I kiss her again, and she caresses my back.

I slowly begin working my rod in and out, going a little deeper each time; Emily grunts and moans softly and urges me on. I manage not to cum just from the feeling of her hot, wet cunt squeezing my prick; if I didn’t have to go slowly for her sake, if I could give in to the temptation to ram myself home, I’d probably blow it. Once I’m in as deep as I can go in this position, I rest for a while. This way, we can both enjoy the feeling of my engorged cock stuffing her molten pussy near to bursting, and I can calm down a little so I can last a little longer. She grabs my ass with both hands, both so she can squeeze my cheeks and to hold me close against her.

Emily and I make out. Our lips meet with bruising intensity; our tongues alternate between fencing with each other and stroking one another’s lips. She tastes of sweet pussy and salty cock, with hints of the minty bite of mouthwash. It feels so good kissing her as she’s impaled on my rod, I can’t hold back; she moans into my mouth as I start moving, just a little. I raise my head and look at her, enjoying the rapture in her face. I lower my head again, but this time to one of her nipples. Her eyes fly open and she gasps my name as I take it into my mouth and begin to suckle her. “Yeah, baby, that’s right,” she moans. “Suck my tits.”

As I pleasure her steep little peak with my lips and tongue, I begin pistoning her cunt in earnest, fucking Emily with long, slow strokes. I can feel my cockhead plowing her, forcing her walls apart with every thrust as I drive the whole length of her hot, wet tunnel with my steel rod. “Yeah, baby, give it to me,” she moans. “Fuck me with that beautiful thick cock.” She reaches one hand up to caress my head, running her fingers through my hair; the other slips down into her twat to frig her clit. I feast on her tits, each one in turn, and start thrusting faster and harder. She moans especially loudly when I lightly bite her nipples.

“Fuck me harder, baby,” Emily begs. “Harder, Andrew, give it to me harder.” I pump her faster and harder, and the bed starts to creak. I raise my head from her tits to watch them flop around, then bend down again to kiss her hard on the lips. She sucks my tongue and bucks her hips up to meet my thrusts. Suddenly, her body stiffens and her back arches, and her climax hits like a lighting strike. Her cunt goes into a rolling spasm around my prick, rapidly clenching and unclenching; the feeling of that as I keep fucking her through her orgasm is indescribable. I’m not ready to cum yet, though. She notices that when her mind clears, and a sultry smile spreads across her face. “Oh, good,” she says. “You’re still ready to go, and I’m not ready to be done.” She raises her head to kiss me, then asks, “How do you want to fuck me next?”