Show her something new

As much as I'd like to spew all over Alison's hands and tits, I have big plans for this weekend, and I want to save every last drop of my cum.

“Woah, easy there, Angel.” I have to pull her hands off of me as she looks up confused.

“Wasn't I doing it right?” Her hands felt so good on me that I almost change my mind and let her continue, but with a grin I put her at ease.

“Oh, you are definitely a fast learner, Miss Miller, but there is so more that I want to show you.” I watch Alison lick her lips nervously as she eyes my bobbing erection. She looks so sweet I almost forget that she's sucked me off several times already.

“No Honey, it's my turn.”

“Oh ...” She seems a little disappointed, but allows me to lift her to the bed.

“Lay back, put your arms over your head and spread these pretty legs of yours.” To my delight, she does exactly as I direct, and she lies before almost like a virgin sacrifice from days long, long ago. I'm sure she's expecting me to climb between her thighs and fuck the shit out of her, but I can be patient. With the tip of my finger, I tease the gleaming petals of her sex, spreading them open with gentle caresses.

“Oh, Mr. Patterson!” Her young body shivers, as I touch her, but she keeps her hands high over her head and legs spread just like I told her to.

“Do you like this, Miss Miller?” It is a pretty rhetorical question because only an idiot could miss the signs of her obvious arousal.

“Yessss ... Oh, Lord ... YES!” I continue to stroke her softly, watching the beads of juices form on her labia as she moans and whimpers in frustration.

When I lower my head to her sex, Alison jerks up from her prone position and her legs clamp tightly around my head. Alison tastes as good as I remember, fresh and slightly tangy with the scent of her floral bodywash in my nostrils. I use my hands to stroke her sex just below where my tongue is teasing her clit enjoying the warmth and pressure of the soft flesh of her inner thighs against my ears.

She's tight and wet. First one and then two fingers push into her pussy as she bucks under me, and her moans become incomprehensible, but their meaning is as clear as ever. It doesn't take more than a minute or two of this oral treatment before I sense she's on the edge of a climax. I consider stopping and leaving her hanging until I take her this Friday, but that seems unusually cruel.

With one final flick of my tongue and a twist of my fingers sends Alison over the edge and a flood of juices cover my fingers.