1. Teen Spirit


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: BradleyStoke, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    this was nothing compared to the confusion that muddled his thoughts and nearly panicked him as she placed a hand, at the end of an arm mostly covered by the loose cotton of her sweater, on, of all places, that part of his crotch where his penis was most obviously erect. “Uuuhh!” he moaned despite himself. “Euurrghh!” Pam echoed, who turned her head round and somehow, Chris not exactly sure how, pushed her face with her thick lips onto his mouth. And then Chris responded, without thought or premeditation, by pressing his tongue and lips onto Pam’s. They were kissing. They were bloody kissing! It was really weird. Her mouth was so liquid, a pool of slightly garlic-tasting saliva slobbering against his own, his tongue pressing against the teeth that in his memory were white and wholly regularly, but now seemed to grow enormous in his mind as her tongue pushed into his. The steps that led towards them actually fucking were disconnected but somehow inevitable. Clothes came off as soon as their mouths parted, Pam spending more time divesting Chris of his than she did her own. Her tee-shirt and trousers were less of a struggle to remove than Chris’ tight jeans in which his penis ached almost painfully with desire. It came free of his underpants as his jeans, socks and trainers were flung to the floor. It was one thing to see a woman naked, Chris discovered, but a wholly different thing to have one naked against your body. In the perspiration and anxiety of these first gropings it ...
    hardly mattered whether her bosom was of super-heroine stature or whether her bum was like the swelling monstrosity of his fantasies. It was flesh, glorious flesh, far too much of it for his metal-addled brain to focus on in its entirety. There were freckles there, a mole here, short brown hairs on her forearms, a bosom that flattened as she fell backwards onto the mattress, and legs that clasped his buttocks as he positioned himself above her. Chris had an idea of how a man should fuck from the pictures he’d seen. It was something like doing press-ups only with your prick engulfed inside a twat. But, in real life, with a truly hairy vulva just inches away from his fully erect penis, his arms around her shoulders and his mouth pressed to hers, it seemed less obvious to him just how he should attain the posture of penetration. It was Pam who guided his penis into her vagina. It was Pam who made the exertion that allowed Chris’ instincts to take control. And there, for a few moments, Chris knew, he was fucking. He was actually bloody doing it! Just like in the photos. Just like in that porno video he’d watched over and over again at Martin’s place before he went to university. It was the real fucking deal! His buttocks pushed his penis in and out, his glans sore and tender, and surprised at the moistness of the orifice that so easily accommodated it. And as he fucked mechanically, no imagination required at all and rather more physical effort than he’d envisaged, it was Pam who ...
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