It's Just A Test

The Best Night of my life

I waited for about twenty minutes for her to get home. I was in her backyard, which I had a key to. Her house was odd. There was a different key to the back fence than to the house...
I was sitting in the tree that housed so many of our memories together, when Alison walked up to the trunkpiof the tree.
"Hey Zack. Ready?"
"You have no idea how ready I am."

Her room was nice. As soon as I walk through the door, I look to the right, and there was a window, and a 43 inch flat screen. Her bed was in the center of the room, and to the left was her bathroom, and closet.
"So Alison, how about we start things off with a blow job? Nice easy way to test the waters."
She nodded, and closed the door behind her. She then got on her knees, her face in front of my crotch, my boner ever growing.
"I'm gonna suck you dry."
She unbuckled my belt, pulling down my pants and boxers, my dick springing up.
"Not bad. I'm not gonna lie, I thought it was smaller. But it's pretty big."
I heard nothing she had just said; I was just so excited. Her warm, wet mouth went over my head. I took in a deep breath, and closed my eyes. It was just the head, yet, it felt SO GOOD that I felt like I was gonna cum already.
She ran her tounge over the slit, then sucked softly, using her tounge to circle the very tip the whole time.
"Oh fuck!"
She simply went deeper into her mouth in response. Her tounge was resting right on the bottom of my dick, wet and warm. Yet she went deeper still. It went to the back of her throat, my dick still had a good four inches left to go. I wasn't complaining however. My balls were touching her chin. Her face started to turn a shade of purple, so I backed up a few inches.
The sucking continued for another five minutes before she gently, and very softly bit down on my dick. I came hard in her throat.
She pulled back up off of my dick, pushing me down onto the bed, and kissing me deeply. I tasted something, but I doubted that it was my semen. It was just something that I had a feeling about.
She was on top of me, stradiling my lap. I pull her into a kiss again, but this time, I pull her shirt up, her black, C cup bra, out in the open for me to see.
She was blushing, hard. And I was loving every second of it. I pull her close, my chin over her shoulder, kissing her neck. She moaned softly in my ear, her warm, moist and shallow breath clouding in my ear canal. Shivers went down my spine. I unhook her bra, slowly savoring the moment. I pull her bra off, and yes, her freckles did go all over them. Her nipples were hard and pert. Why? I had barley touched her.
   I noticed that freckles weren't the only thing my eyes were drawn to. Her breasts had goosebumps. I gently ran a nail down her pale breast, it bumped over every bump. I then began kissing her breast softly, my lips brushing over her nipple.
She moaned in my ear. I keep the gentle kisses going for a while longer, until I latch my lips onto her nipple, and begin to suck.