Say yes

"If you want to," you say. "If you're sure."

"Oh, I'm sure," Lance says, grabbing a pillow from the head of the bed. "I may not be able to fuck a girl anymore, but I'm perfectly capable of eating her until she screams." He shoves the pillow beneath your hips and you draw your knees up, spreading your nether lips wide for him. Lance dives in, licking the length of your slit before focusing his attention on your throbbing clit. He flicks his tongue over your pleasure button, his fingers gently spreading your flesh so he can wrap his lips around your clit and suck.

"Oh, fuck, oh, fuck!" you gasp, waves of pleasure rippling through your pussy, your juices flowing thick. Lance moans as he laps up your honey, sliding down your slit to slip his tongue in your virgin hole. You feel the pressure building within you, an aching pleasure that demands release, your nerves singing, throbbing. "Please, Lance, make me cum!" you beg.

Lance returns to your clit, attacking the sensitive nub until your whole body is shaking, perched on the edge of a knife. Suddenly, he thrusts two fingers into your hole, tearing through your maidenhead. The pain is brief, replaced by crashing waves of ecstasy. You cry out, your back arching as you cum, your clenching womb forcing a flood of juice to pour from your pussy, drenching Lance's face. He draws back, licking his lips and wiping his face on the back of his hand.

"I must say, you have one of the tastiest pussies I've ever eaten," he says with a smile, pulling the pillow out from under your hips. He glances at your cock, still hard as steel. "I see you were right. Now, how about we take off that ribbon and you pump me full of your cream?"

"With pleasure," you say, grinning.