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A Polaroid of Kristina, Part 2

Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: Oncearunner1974, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

have easily gone unsaid. And for an insecure eighteen-year-old it was a perfect thing to hear. She said other things as well as we made love that afternoon. “You feel so good!”; “Oh! I have missed this!”; “Your big cock is filling me up!” Again, it sounds almost forced or artificial in the reccounting, but it was perfect at the moment. My own head buried in her neck, I got up the nerve to whisper in her ear, “Oh, Kristina, your pussy feels so tight on my cock.” My words had an immediate effect on her, and she thrust up at me with increased vigor. Her nails raked down my back lightly, and she gripped my buttocks in her hands, pulling me into her deeper. “Fuck me!” she whispered in my ear, and she repeated it over and over as I thrust into her. Soon I felt myself approaching orgasm, and I was embarrassed that even after my earlier orgasm I was not able to last longer. She had not cum either. I slowed down, trying to hold back. “Michael, it’s all right. Cum! Please cum inside of me!” Still, I tried to hold back. Sensing it, she thrust up at me quickly, denying me the slowing down I was trying to effect. And suddenly her finger was on my anus once more, rubbing as we moved together. As she had intended, the stimulation sent me over the edge, and I stiffened as I announced my orgasm --”I’m cumming”-- and felt liquid fire stream out of me in strong spurts. It was as if I hadn’t cum before, so strong was the orgasm. I shuddered in her arms and almost collapsed on top of her. She ... took my head in her hands and kissed me deeply, and she gave me a warm, wonderful smile. “Michael, you were wonderful!” “But, you didn’t… Did you?” “Not just now, but it is all right. Did you enjoy yourself?” She looked almost worried, or at least concerned, as she asked me this, looking at me intently, her pussy still holding my cock firmly inside of her. “It was-- you were amazing! But I wanted to make you cum too,” I could hear the petulance in my voice at that last bit, not liking how I sounded to myself. I realized that her orgasm was at least partly wrapped up in my sense of wanting to have done a “good job,” and not just about wanting to give her pleasure for her own sake. “Well, I can show you how to try to make that happen. Perhaps with your fingers.” “Couldn’t I... uh… couldn’t I…” --why was it so hard sometimes to say things?-- “Could I try licking you instead?” At this she furrowed her eyebrows in surprise. “You would do this, with your cum inside of me?” I nodded, a little embarrassed. I had tasted myself after masturbating a few times, out of curiosity, and I had never found it offensive. Erotic actually. She smiled, “I have never had a lover offer. And to be sure I have never asked, even though I sometimes wanted to. You really are wonderful.” With that, I slid out of her. The air felt cool on my wet cock, and there was a sadness at pulling out. She made a moue and protested, “You feel too good inside of me for me to want you let you go.” I almost didn’t hear her; ...