She just needs to be warmed up

It is hard for me to imagine how this lovely young woman could be anything other than a dream come true for any man, but Dick is an asshole and who knows what his idea of love-making might entail. There should be no way a responsive young woman like Alison could just lie back without feeling pleasure and I intend for her to see exactly what good sex should feel like.

“Mr. Patterson!” I have to hold her still as she reaches for my hand with hers and tries to sit up. “Oh God, you said -” the rest of her objection is swallowed by my kiss and I don't pull away until I feel her panic fade replaced by another primitive emotion. Only when her arms encircle my head and she arches her breasts upward against my chest do I slowly reach down to find her waiting pussy.

She is wet. Very, very wet. Even as I kiss her my fingers find their way between the slick folds of her vagina and into her tight young passage. It doesn't take long for her body to start responding to their skillful fingering. I may not have the youthful stamina of my tenant's asshole lover, but I do have over forty years experience with this part of a woman's anatomy.

Every woman is different, and most of my experience is with Fran, but there are some commonalities that seem to be pretty universal. Between flicking the hard nub that I find hidden in the folds to the way I reach into her and probe for her G-spot in rhythm with the motion of my tongue Alison's resistance crumples like the fender of a Korean import and it doesn't take long before I can move back to nibbling on her tits as I finger her.

The poor thing is still pleading with me to stop, but with one hand on the back of my head pulling me against her breasts and the other pinching her nipple and twisting it even harder then I had, her half-hearted objections seemed more for her own benefit than an actual intent.

“Oh please don't ... not that!” Her eyes are closed and her legs clamped together and twitching as she gets closer and closer. “aighhh … aighh … AAiigggh … ” her cries start softly and get louder, and on an impulse I bite down hard enough on her nipple to draw blood. This last bit of pain seems to put her over the edge because suddenly her eyes open and her hand moves to cover mine, driving the fingers even deeper into her; she starts using her words again. “Oh no … I'm going to cum … you're making me cum … can't stop you … AAAAiiAGGGH!!!!”

The way her whole body convulses and her eyes roll back in her head is a little alarming, but at the same time one of the sexiest things I've ever seen. No one that I have ever been with has had an orgasm that so completely rocked her body and mind. I held Alison in my arms rocking her gently for several minutes before she finally stopped spasming and her wild panting returned to a more natural level of breathing.

“Are you OK, Honey?” I ask gently when her eyes slowly find mine.