She wants me to choose

Kira looks up at me shyly. “I want you to tell me what to do,” she says hesitantly. “I want you to take me however you want me.”

“I like the way you think,” I say lustfully. I look around for the small wedge pillow that I know Shelly keeps in here; I find it, set it on the end of the massage table, brace it with one of my legs, grab Kira’s thighs, and pull her ass up on to it.

“Just go slow, Ben,” she murmurs. “I’ve only done this a few times, and I’ve never had anything that big in me before . . .”

“Don’t worry, sweet girl,” I assure her. “I’ll make this good for you.” I guide my knob to her tight fuckhole, then grab her hips and slowly drive it in.

“You are, baby, you are,” Kira moans. “So, so good . . . It’s so hot, watching your cock disappear into my wet little slit . . . and you’re rubbing so good on my sweet spot . . . you’re making me so crazy horny . . .”

“Your sweet teenage body is having the same effect on me, sexy,” I growl. “You have the hottest, wettest little cunt I’ve ever had the pleasure of sinking my dick into, and it’s as tight as any I’ve ever felt. Your tits are perfect—big and beautifully-shaped, just the right balance of soft and firm—” I lean forward a little to grab one, rolling it in my grip. “—they’re just right to play with, and feel wonderful in my mouth.” I flick a quivering pink cone with my thumb, and Kira mewls loudly. “Your nipples are large and sensitive, perfectly pinchable—” As our hips meet, I suit action to the word, pulling and twisting her captive point; she squeals and shudders in the throes of a brief, intense orgasm. “—and perfectly lickable and suckable, though I’m not going to demonstrate that now.”

I start slowly pumping Kira’s well, enjoying her soft moans of pleasure. “I love that you’re so fucking responsive, so hungry for me, so hungry to get fucked like the sex goddess you are. I love hearing you learn to talk dirty, and I really love hearing you scream my name like a slut in heat.” I reach around her thigh with my free hand and thumb her button.

Kira makes a strangled noise, arches her back as her body erupts in another climax, and screams, “Fuck! Ben!” Ahh, the power of suggestion, I think smugly.

“And most of all,” I tell her when she quiets down, “I love how easy it is to make you scream.”

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” Kira moans. “And I’ve never had a cock this good . . . You’re so deep—so long and thick and warm and hard—I’m so full of cock—I’ve never been this full before . . . I’ve dreamed of this so many times, but this is better than I ever dreamed . . .”

I pick up speed until I’m thrusting hard enough and fast enough to make the massage table creak just a little. I strum her pearl with my thumb in rhythm with my thrusting; my other hand plays with her tits, moving back and forth between them, kneading and caressing her full curves and pulling and twisting her nipples. Kira moans and mewls and finally gasps, “So close—so close—don’t stop—don’t—don’t—” She arches her neck and screams to the heavens as a tremendous orgasm slams through her like the blast wave from a supernova. Her tight young cunt erupts in powerful spasms, wringing my dick, making it hard to keep fucking her—and hard to keep from cumming myself.