So, I withdrew my attention from her lips to her neck, with both my hands crawling inside her top in search of treasure left unexplored. Her breaths grew sexy and long. I believe she loved what I was doing to her body. I was dominating her thoughts, her breaths, and her body, but she was not ready to submit. Her grip behind my hair tightened, and she pulled me by my hair and kissed me hard.
I pulled her bra off her boobs while we were wrestling for control, and my hands were on the next thing I felt. I had control over her perfect-sized boobs. Her stiffened nipples were pulsating with intensely aroused blood. I was giving her an intense massage. I was powerless against my body’s desires.
My penis started growing with her arching body. My penis ached to rip off my pants. It wanted to steal a look at the person responsible for waking it from a sleep that seemed to last forever. I removed her top and unhooked her bra. She too tried to remove mine, but in the claws of uncontrollable desire, instead she ripped it off. For the moment, we both paused. I was surprised by her move. She felt guilt about her rough, passionate behavior. The look on her face made me laugh.
Soon, seeing me brimming with laughter, she couldn’t control herself and joined me. I fell sideways laughing, and she turned tomato-red. As I was lost in making fun of her, she pinched me hard on my triceps, making me yell, “OUCH!”. She was getting wild. She jumped over me, locking my hands from my wrist and sarcastically smiling, saying, I am going to turn your laughs into pleasure moans soon. Her statement and her boobs hanging over my face incarnated my hunger. Not wasting a moment, I emerged with my face between her boobs and licked her with every atom of energy in my body. She released her grip on my hands and pressed her boobs against my face. I sucked her nipples. I played with her boobs, and all she could do was moan with pleasure.
It was her moment to seek vengeance. She spread my hands away from my body. We shared a kiss. She taunted me. She teased me. I begged her for a kiss repeatedly. She was getting playful. She loved it and played with her tongue like a snake across my neck. I was like a piece of cake to her. She licked me. She ate me. She pinched my nipples hard. She sucked them hard until I moaned. She regularly rewarded my nipples with delicate love bites after sucking them.
She knew I couldn’t wait longer to unleash my cock. She also knew how to make a virgin crave more of a womanly touch. She played every trick possible. She pleased me in every way. At last, she did what I desired. She unbuttoned my pants and removed them. Then she slid my underwear down my legs. My dick was standing straight like an Eiffel Tower, prepared to impress any vagina. She hesitated at first, but took my cock in her hands. She started jerking it and moved above to kiss me. I was shivering with pleasure. I had lost control. She was in charge now. All I could do was follow her directions.
I never expected a blowjob from anyone, so I never insisted on one. She herself was a bit less confident in doing so. Out of respect and consent, I never forced this decision. Also, I felt her hands enough to blow me off. Every muscle in my body started tightening, and it almost felt like giving up. But I do not want to end it here. I rolled her backwards, making her legs stand in the air, and slid her denim shorts and panty all together.