I'm in no hurry

“There will be time enough for some other night.” I tell her as I slip my hands under her t-shirt, she lets me push up the soft cotton until once again I can see her perfect tits.

“I love these beautiful tits,” I lower my mouth to them and suck one of nipples between my teeth remembering how she had teased me this morning with her skimpy top, and then again how fucking sexy she had looked when I made her strip as I watched from my armchair. “Did Dr. Williard drool, when he saw you sitting in class today?”

“Oh Mr. P, really?!” She protests weakly, “That shirt was for you, not for my pervert professor. I had another shirt in my backpack and pulled it on as soon as I left the house. I have enough trouble with boys staring as it is.” I bet she does, I know if I was a horny frat boy, I’d be hounding her all the time. It is hard to maintain a conversation when so much time is spent kissing, but when I finally came up again for a breather, I let her in on a secret.

“It’s that sweet, small-town girl look that drives us men wild.” I tell her as I carefully tuck a stray lock of hair back from her face. “We can’t help but wonder what a simple country girl like you might be like when we finally slip into her bed and crawl between her legs.” My hand glides downward under the sheets, pushing until I can feel the damp crease in her panties. Alison’s only response is a moan of pleasure and the way she lifts her hips up off the sheets. I push the thin fabric into the crack on her pussy, rubbing it hard against the folds hiding her clit as I pull my polo over my head.

“Nervous?” I ask as I run my hand down her flank. Her nod and the way her eyes drop remind me that although this is no virgin, she doesn’t have a whole lot of experience with sex either. Certainly not experience with good sex.

“I’m going to be gentle,” I tell her, “and you have to let me know if things are going too fast.” I ignore the soft murmur of protest, and pull her even closer so my erection presses hard against her hip. Luckily, because I rent out these rooms furnished, we don't have to squeeze onto a dorm-room twin bed, but had a queen set to stretch out on.

“I want you to punish me, Sir.” She is already slick as fuck down below, “Make me pay for teasing you like a harlot. Please, take me now!” As needy as she is, I am in no hurry. I take a few more minutes to kiss and stroke her before I finally pull off her panties and roll on top with my legs between her hips opening her up for what is to come. Missionary is not my favorite position, but for our first time it is probably the most appropriate.

“Please…” Her voice is ragged with need, “please Mr. P. I want you so bad.” And so after a moment of fumbling to get the head of my cock just inside her pussy, I started easing into her as she moans softly in delight. She's tight and hot, and the way her insides clench my manhood makes me feel like a young man again. At first, I'm careful not to intrude too far too fast, but soon she is begging for me to pick up the pace. “So good… oh please Mr. P more … I need more... I need it hard.” She may not have been the virgin that men hope for when they take the preacher’s daughter, but she is tight and responsive, and it is the best sex I’ve had for over a dozen years.

As I start rocking gently, the bed thumps against the wall in a familiar pattern. I smile internally as I realize that it is not nearly as annoying when it is me in the bed with Alison instead of Dick. The way she’s pleading for me to take her is way sexier than as the filthy smut and inane dialog from on-line porn, and each gasp and moan makes me want to make this last that much longer. If had not been for blowing my load once already tonight I would have been long gone, but in spite of her urging I keep the slow pace and concentrate on making Alison cum as I fuck her.

“I am however only a man, and fucking this tight teenaged pussy is more than I can take so after only a few minutes of this slow steady grinding I feel my balls starting to tingle. I can feel her body trembling and her vocalizations are no longer coherent but from the sounds she is making I think she's getting close too.