"Toni, I didn't plan on this. I didn't come prepared." She's working on the button.
"It's OK. I'm on the pill," as she's pulling the zipper down.
"But pregnancy is only one concern."
"Janet, I've only been with a few guys, and I always made them wear rubbers because I had no idea where they've been. So I think I've kept myself clean. And you have been with only your wife for ... how many years?" With that, I lift my butt and she pulls my shorts and briefs off together. My dick springs free, and I'm suddenly more naked than she is.
"Wow, Janet. There's something else that sets you apart from BOYS (her emphasis) at school", as she takes my dick in small her hands.
"They are not this big." Smiling at her new plaything, and the state it's in, she dances her little fingers along its length, exploring all the nooks and crannies and bulging veins, which only makes it bigger, harder, and the head more purple. Pleased with my response to her touch, she lowers her lips to kiss the end of it, looking up at me for approval. Then she plants a trail of kisses down one side, around to the underside as she points up toward my head. She then licks back up to the tip and slides her lips over the head, engulfing it. God it feels good. She works her way down a little more than half way, then gagging a little, withdraws.
"I don't know Janet, I think I'm gonna be too sore to hike back down. You'll have to carry me." Now I need to take control. I stand up while she remains on her knees, and offer my dick once more to her wanting mouth, which she gladly accepts. She bobs her head forward and back, sucking in earnest. I'm getting close to coming and tell her to stop, to let me take over the motion. As my orgasm subsides, I take her head in my hands, and start sliding in and out of her mouth ever so slowly. She tilts her head back a bit, looking up into my eyes, and loosens the grip with her lips. She shapes her tongue into a bed, maybe more like a hammock the way she curls the sides up, for my dick to slide on. Slowly in. Slowly out. Slowly in. Slowly out. And my orgasm is building once more, but more slowly this time. I'm getting close, but it's too good to stop now. As I go rock solid in her mouth, I let out a low, guttural, uncontrollable groan that increases in volume over the first phase of my orgasm. Then the first spasm of ejaculation causes me to buck my hips backward, unfortunately pulling my dick out of her mouth just as the first load blasts forth. I leave a line of semen from the corner of her mouth, up her cheek, and into her ear and her hair. Not wanting that to happen again, she quickly grabbed the base of my dick in one hand, my butt in the other, and pulls me back in before the next gusher. She goes back to bobbing her head throughout the rest of my orgasm, catching the remaining come shots and swallowing it all. I collapse back to the grass.
"Damn girl, you are good." Evidently she's had some experience sucking dick.
"But sorry about your hair."
"Don't worry," as she wipes her face with a finger and licks it off.
"Money can't buy hair conditioner like that." We're both on our knees, sitting on our feet, facing each other.
"I owe you big time now. Lie down in the grass." I begin kissing the insides of her calves, then her knees, then her thighs. I lower my face to her panties. They are damp and musky, and run my fingers around under the hems of the legs, grazing what treasures they're hiding with my thumbs through the fabric, and she moan her approval. My tugging on the waistband signals her to lift her butt, and I pull them off as she holds her legs in the air, bringing them back down to my shoulders. Her flower is perfect. A thin patch of hair on the mound at the top. Her entire vulva is dark like her areolae, and her pussy lips, pouting out provocatively, come together at the top to cover her little pleasure bud. Her nectar is dribbling out of her vaginal opening into the grass. I use her panties to tease, dragging them back and forth across her charms. She yanks them from my hand and tosses them aside, so I again lower my face to her crotch as she lets her legs come to rest on my back. I slowly lick up one side of her outer labia, then the other side. I repeat this over the next few minutes, each time moving slightly inward so I am soon licking the inner lips. Finally, with gentle, broad pressure, a make a slow, deliberate lick from her vagina upward, pushing her inner lips apart, and her whole body shudders underneath me. As I reach her clitoral hood, I give it a gentle kiss, a hint of what's yet to come.
