1. Jasmine and Me.


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, First Time, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: stex, Rating: 88, Source: sexstories.com

    turned on, and her blouse was hanging open, so I could see her boobs. She looked down at me, half focussing on me, deep in thought. "I've half a mind to jump back on top and crush my pussy into your face." She was panting. I wasn't sure where to look, her box, her jugs, her face. She saw my indecision, "You like them?" She cupped her boobs which overflowed her small hands. I nodded enthusiastically. Still wanting to make things right for Jasmine, I said, "I liked that, but I could do a better job if I were kneeling like before, the angle wasn't right from down here." She looked at my face, thinking about jumping on again, my dick for whatever reason she hadn't told me yet, and the floor where I'd knelt before. She was considering her next move and it was a difficult decision for her. Eventually, she made a decision. She fetched a pillow from the other end of the bed and put it under my head, "Comfy?" I nodded. She crawled down the bed and took up a position kneeling between my splayed legs, she made sure everything she had was on display, despite being mostly clothed still. She reached forward towards my dick, then withdrew, "How do you do this?" I caught on to what she was asking, how I jacked off, she didn't want a disaster like I'd managed. But then she added, "How do you love thy neighbor?" Then giggled like a school girl. She was a schoolgirl, so she had an excuse. She was referring to discussions we'd had about sex, I'd been trying to persuade her that we should, ...
    obviously I succeeded finally. One thing I tried was starting with how Jesus said, "Love thy neighbor as thyself. There is no greater commandment than this." Then I asked how loved her self and she blushed. It was my turn to blush, but I guess it'd go better for me if I told her. "Grab it round the shaft, and move your hand up and down. Careful the glans is kinda sensitive, you can try touching that with lots of spit. Gently." She extended her hand again and grasped my dick around the shaft she moved her hand gently, too gently this wasn't going to get me off in a hurry. It felt good though, I sighed gently and relaxed. I sighed some more and she kept at it. Yes, this was feeling really good, she kept at it. And she still kept at it. Over time, it's difficult to say how much time, I moaned, I squirmed, I tensed up. The pressure down in my dick was getting unbearable. This was great, but I wasn't going to come like this, I needed to come. I struggled against my bonds, they held, I gasped for breath. The only thing which mattered was I had to come, but she wasn't getting me there. I'd have begged to come, but I didn't have the brain left to beg. I just thrashed around and moaned. Then something else came into play, her other hand rubbed over my glans (with plenty of spit). I exploded, spams after spasm wracked my body, I felt my come splatter all over me, right up to my chin. Eventually I was still and totally spent, I relaxed, my mind empty. The first thing that came to on my ...
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