She eats dick for breakfast

“If by breakfast you mean ‘cock’, then yes,” Sara said.

She staggered over to where he sat and leaned against him, her hands on his shoulders and her breasts in his face. The orgasm had left her uncoordinated, somewhat like the effects of drunkenness except much more pleasant. The old familiar fire was being stoked in her belly, however, and her loins were feeling the heat.

Josh placed his hands on her sides to steady her, and she shuddered pleasurably at his touch. She rubbed her pussy lips against the tip of his cock, her juices mixing with his pre-cum. They both gasped as she lowered herself onto his shaft. His massive shaft spread her open, inducing an enjoyable kind of ache.

“Oooh, baby,” she said, “would you mind being on top?”

“I wouldn’t be doing my job as a man if I let you do all the work, anyway.”

He picked her up, his cock still inside her, and carried her over to the couch. He gently flipped her over and coaxed her onto her hands and knees so that he could fuck her doggie style. More than most positions, this gave him control over his thrusts. He seemed to know just what pace pleased her best, even though this was not knowledge that even she had, being as this was her first time having sex.

Her pussy was no match for his gigantic cock, which he sawed in and out of her with wild abandon. Her elbows collapsed so that her face was now pressed against the couch cushions, which she gripped as if it were her raft on the tumultuous river of sensation.

This is what she always wanted her first sex to be like, fucking a cock so big it would leave her virgin cunt aching. Well, maybe she had better slow down. It wouldn’t do to be so sore that she would miss out on the tons of sex that was surely coming her way in this new world.

She felt a small explosion of warm wetness in her vagina that she was sure wasn’t her own juices.

“Did you cum?” she asked when he continued to fuck her.

“No, that was just a spurt of pre-cum.”

“Ooh, show me.”

He pulled out and she flipped around so she was facing him. He stroked his cock in an attempt to coax out another spurt of pre-cum.

“Allow me,” she said.

He took his hands off and she leaned in close enough that he felt her quick, hot breaths break in waves over his balls. Her nose brushed his cock as she put the tip of her tongue on the base then drew it all the way to the tip. Licking the full length of his cock gave her a better appreciation of how long the thing was. The best part was the pre-cum, which coated the entire organ. She had never tasted anything quite like it. “Heavenly” came to mind. She dived back for seconds, putting her mouth on the end of his cock and sucking up pre-cum as if from a straw.

“My God, Josh!” she said. “An instrument this big and powerful deserves a name. I christen thee, ‘Woman-Pleaser.’ ‘Dubya-P’ for short.”

“That’s its name now.”

After several minutes of this treatment, his cock twitched. Unable to orgasm without a woman’s permission, Josh’s cock could nevertheless emit a burst of pre-cum, as opposed to the gentle flow that flowed from it constantly.

“Wow, Sara,” Josh said as engulfed his dick as deep as she could go (about halfway). “I’ve been longing for this recognition.”

Sara then remembered that blowjobs were a way to express gratitude to men.

“Oh, Josh,” she said. “The pleasure is all mine. But I can’t decide if I’d rather have this thing in my pussy or my mouth.”

“I take pride in my oral skills, if you’d like to 69.”

Her first time having sex, and she was already getting to try several positions. She would just have to trust in Josh, who was evidently more experienced than her, while she tried a combination of emulating porn she’d seen and following Josh’s lead.

He laid on his back on the couch while she sat facing his crotch with her knees on either side of his face. He coaxed her into reorienting herself so that her knees were on either side of his chest and so that she had a chance of reaching his cock with her mouth.

“Ha,” she said. “Sorry, I’m, uh, rusty.”

Several licks in, she was babbling uncontrollably.

“Oh, fuck . . . That’s good, you’re good, Josh . . .. That’s . . . wow. Okay, I guess I should stop talking and focus on this big thing.”

She lowered her mouth down to his cock, continuing to moan. She supposed if a blowjob showed appreciation, this was her thanking him for the fantastic cunnilingus.”

As her orgasm grew closer, drawn forth by his adept tongue, she began grinding her pussy against his face, which seemed determined to drown him in her juices. If the sight of men stoked her lust, then this was pouring gasoline on the fire and then throwing the whole thing into a raging inferno. She had never felt this worked up. She could barely focus on his cock; though it was yummier than any food she’d ever had, it paled in comparison to the pleasure between her legs.

“Josh, I’m cumming!”

Not that he couldn’t already read that information from her body. He redoubled his lashing her pussy with his tongue, ensuring that when she went over the edge she did so fantastically.

She remained on his face a in a post-orgasmic daze while he continued to lick her, this time with the intention of soothing rather than getting her to cum.