We were, of course, completely naked, laying side by side. As our tongues intertwined we were also grinding against each other. My cock, rock hard as ever, was pressed against Sally’s abdomen. And I was grasping her taut butt cheeks to pull her closer towards me.
Changing it up slightly Sally pushed me onto my back and crawled on top of me. Continuing to gyrate against me she was now using her pussy to rub up and down my shaft.
Given how well lubricated she was I knew – in fact we both did – that with just a simple push I could have entered her in an instant. Pausing in her actions, Sally looked deep into my eyes.
“Would you like to be inside me Jack?” she asked softly. “I really think I’m ready to feel your cock in my pussy.”
“Oh my God yes,” I assured her, as my dick twitched between us. “I really, really, want to. But only if you’re sure you’re ready, I’ve got some condoms in my wardrobe.”
“We don’t need them,” Sally responded shyly, “I’m on the pill.”
“What?” I spluttered, “when and why did that happen? Surely you’ve not told your Mum that you were considering becoming sexually active. And certainly not with me,” I continued, in a mild panic.
“Good god no,” Sally hooted with laughter. “She’d have a seizure. Though she does know about me being on the pill. My swimming coach suggested it to her a few years back. I used to to suffer from heavy periods which, with all the training I do, wasn’t ideal. So the GP put me on a particular type of contraceptive pill that helps regulate that. But, of course, it also means I can’t get pregnant!
This discussion had seen my erection subside considerably. But it soon returned with Sally’s next actions and statement.
“The upshot of this is that, if we want to, we can fuck with impunity. And right now, I want to,” she suggested, as she recommenced squirming and gyrating against my cock, still pressed between us and now as hard as it was possible to be.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” she grinned, as I matched her gyrations with my own and was now grinding hard up against her pussy. As she’d done moments earlier, Sally was rubbing her pussy along the shaft of my cock. Pausing on an upstroke she hovered above, looking me directly in the eye, with a searching gaze. The entrance to her pussy was just millimeters from the tip of my cock.
“Are you sure you want to do this Jack?” she asked, so quietly I could barely hear her.
For my part, I was so nervous, I couldn’t speak at all. So I just nodded, holding her hips and easing her, oh so slowly, downwards onto my throbbing cock.
At first, almost exactly as I had been with my first blow job , I lay there rigid and immobile. For largely similar reasons, i.e. because I was fearful that, with the slightest movement, I could come in an instant.
The warmth and tightness of Sally’s pussy was exquisite. Gingerly I started to thrust upwards to meet her downward movements. Actually, thrusting would have been significant overstating my initial movements. Slight tremors might have been a more accurate description.
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