Memories

Chapter 11: Rocky

Warning: This chapter contains an extremely graphic hot and spicy scene.

I was enjoying the sex. It was my first time. It seemed like everything was happening a little fast between us. At the same time, I was also feeling like it was going just right. I was muddled. I didn't know if I was good at sex or average or perfect. I was trying to please her based on whatever I watched in porn. I wished she loves my skills.

I continued to tongue-fuck her. I loved the sweet and salty taste of her vulva, even more specifically the vagina. While I was sucking it, she was stroking my head. It was the perfect touch of her on me. It kept me linked to her. I didn't check the time, but time had passed if I wasn't wrong. Perhaps, it already had been about thirty minutes or less or more. The bottom line was I still didn't want to stop. I wanted to keep sucking it. Yet, she slightly tightened her grasp on my head which was a signal for me to stop.

I looked at her with narrowed eyes. Yes, narrowed eyes. I was having trouble completely opening my eyes. For some reason, they were closing by themselves, and my senses were telling me to satisfy them with the taste of her vagina. However, I knew I had to stop and focus on her, and so I did.

"Look at you!" she said, smiling. "You already look tired."

"I'm enjoying every inch of you," I said.

"And so do I want to," she said, her smile widened.

I thought she would stand up and suck my cock again. Yet, she spread her legs. As I comprehended, I inserted my cock into her vagina.

About two to three minutes passed ...

I lay over her. Our bodies touched, and my arms rested beside her face on the elbows. A long passionate kiss. I slipped my hands under her head, and then I sucked on her neck, and so did she on mine.

Slowly ... we were lost in each other through missionary sex, satiating each other's sensual pleasure at interim with a juicy kiss, or sucking on each other's neck, or with just the beautiful scent of our physique.