Loving Touch

Susie's strangled cry at my touch only goaded me to continue. I could taste her feminine fluids through the panties, the fabric soaked beyond its capacity. I buried my head into her juncture, enveloping my mouth and nose in her warmth. Her hips bounced in my grip, her pussy rubbing against my mouth despite my efforts to hold her. I sensed how close she was, could feel her body tightening, could taste her nectar as it leaked out, and could hear her pleas for release.

I pulled away from her womanhood. I could see that her panties were indeed soaked through, her outer lips swollen and prominent with desire. I looked up at her then, seeing so many things in that wonderful woman's eyes. With a small curve of my fingers, the waistband of her panties was in my grip. I slowly pulled them down the length of her legs, revealing her loins in all their glistening beauty.

My gaze absorbed the naked lips of her pussy as they seemed to glow in the near-darkness that we were in. The sparse patch of blonde that crested her vagina was perfectly trimmed and elegant, a mark of maturity on this innocent girl. Throwing the panties away, I kneeled down in front of her and gripped her hips once again. Susie watched me as I approached her center, her lips parted and her breathing heavy. When my mouth finally touched the ripe softness of her feminine lips, I became ignorant of everything but her.

I could vaguely hear her shallow cries as I began to suck on her outer lips. My tongue worked over her skin, licking up the clear nectar that covered her. Her taste was sweet and addictive, and the need to mindlessly feast on her tried to take hold of me. I kept myself patient though, wanting to share the same consideration and care for her that she had shown me.

One at a time, I took the petals of her outer lips in my mouth, running my tongue over them, sucking up the juices that coated them. I worked slowly, savoring this young woman's taste and feel on my tongue, my mind dancing to the soft cries that erupted from her mouth. Her hands gripped my head, holding me tightly as her hips writhed beneath me, but I continued slowly, enjoying the meal that had been revealed to me.

I pulled her legs over my shoulders and her thighs held me tightly. Wrapping my arms around her legs, I pulled open the petals of her womanhood, revealing the glowing pink ripeness that dwelled hidden there between her legs. I breathed in her scent deeply, the aroma fueling my own desire just as my touch was fueling hers. Just above the clenching entry of her tunnel, I could see the hidden jewel of her clit slightly protruding from beneath its hood. I slowly caressed the bud of her flower with my thumb as my lips and tongue moved to delve into the heated depths of her vagina.

With her inner folds revealed to my gaze, I eagerly bent my head toward them and ran my tongue over her. As my tongue laved and suckled her, Susie's body jerked again. Her juices were more abundant here, and I sucked them greedily, drawing them into me like water. The heat of her tunnel surrounded me, enticing me, tempting me. My tongue skirted around its rim, and I could feel it spasm at my touch and release more of her nectar. Her fluid called to me, a drug that I had to have. Taking a deep breath, I plunged my tongue into Susie's quivering depths and was lost.

Here at the fountain, I could sate my need for her taste, could drink my fill until my thirst was quenched. My tongue swirled around her vaginal walls, feeling the flesh that surrounded me, reveling in its heat. Somewhere, I ran across her inner-most center of pleasure and her body spasmed around me. Focusing on that point, I was rewarded with a fresh trickle of her copious fluids. As my tongue caressed and licked her inner walls, my breath stirred across her clit, the gusts of air causing her body to writhe under me.

Her fountain was depthless, the liquid never-ending. I don't know how long I delved in her cavern. Eager to feel her as she came, my mouth moved up over her womanhood, licking and kissing her body, searching for the treasure that would make my quest worthwhile. I could almost hear her body cry out at my departure from her, and I slowly probed a finger inside her, quelling its sadness. Another finger soon joined it and together they worked inside her, pulling in and out, mimicking the ancient movement of sex. Her inner walls clenched around my intruding fingers, bathing them in her juices.

As my fingers continued their constant in-and-out motion, my mouth finally found what it was searching for. Peeking out as though unsure of the world around it, Susie's clit seemed to welcome my touch like a long lost friend, jumping as my lips gently kissed it. Susie, in turn, sat up fully, huddled downward into my touch, her hands and thighs holding me against her. I set about my task at her clit with a vengeance, determined to feel her body shatter at my touch.

I gently held her clit prisoner between my lips, my breath gently stirring across it, readying it for what I was going to do. I sped up the fingers in her pussy, rubbing her inner walls firmly, driving into her. Then, finally, I began to rapidly flick my tongue over the precious bud, forcing her to climb that last peak before she fell.

Susie reacted just as I hoped she would. She fell back onto the bed, soft cries filling the room as my fingers and tongue moved over the most sensitive places on her body. Her hips bucked into my touch, desperate for release, and my free hand struggled to hold her steady. I worked quickly, need and determination driving me. I needed to feel her cum, needed her to cry out in release, needed her to be satisfied.

I wasn't sure how long I kept up the maddening pace; a few minutes, perhaps. Her body had been crying for a release probably since before she had taken off her dress. However long I worked, however long she had desired to cum, her body didn't disappoint her. I could feel Susie go rigid beneath me. Her hands gripped my head, her thighs clenched around my neck, her back arched, and her stomach went taught. I heard her cry out, a long, soft wail, and then my fingers were bathed in her cum.

I continued to move my tongue over her clit, continued to move my fingers in her clutching passage. Her fountain erupted over me, her liquid passion running down my hand and arm, trickling down her womanhood to pool at the edge of the bed, slowly leaking under her body. Still I continued to move over her, drawing out every last precious drop just as she had done to me. I briefly pulled away from her clit to taste her cum, the fluid pleasing on my tongue.

As her body relaxed, I slowed down my movements, pulling away from her clit and pussy, placing soft kisses against her hot, sensitive flesh. Our sighs filled the room as I withdrew from between her thighs to stand above her. Her cum coated my hand and my face, but I didn't move away from her, wanting to look at this beautiful angel as she lay there in her post-orgasmic glow. She struggled to move up the bed, finally resting her head on the pillows. That was when I noticed the tears in her eyes.

"Oh, God," I gasped out, "are you okay? Did I hurt you? Susie, answer me." I crawled up the bed beside her and lay down, clutching her trembling hands.

She shook her head and smiled. "No, I'm okay," she gasped out. "I'm just happy. That's never happened to me before. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."

I moved a hand to run through her hair, moistened by sweat. I gazed into her eyes and smiled at her. No words really seemed to fit.

"Is that what it's like?" she asked, staring at me.

I smiled and nodded.

She chuckled and stared up at the ceiling. Her trembling slowed to a stop and I wrapped my arms around her, cradling me against me. I could feel her warmth, could smell the tangy scent of her sweat and cum hanging in the air. My manhood pressed into her thigh, full and demanding, but I let her calm down.

"You were right," she whispered. "It was fun."

"And beautiful," I added. She turned to look at me, surprised. "Very beautiful," I repeated. "You really are an angel." She lightly kissed me, our tongues dipping out briefly to touch each other before she pulled back and gazed up at the ceiling again.

Our world was dark now, the sun having set during our passion. How long it had been, I didn't know, but we didn't need any light. Her pale skin shone in the moonlight, glowing with beauty and innocence. I held her, letting her thoughts dwell on what they would, feeling satisfied that I had given her something to believe in. I stretched slightly, my knees and legs tight after kneeling in front of her, and I could feel my cock brush against her thigh.

Susie turned to look at me there in the darkness. "Do you still want to have sex with me?" she asked.

I looked at her and sighed, words still coming to me with difficulty in her presence. Of course I wanted to have sex with her. I wanted to feel her body wrapped around mine, I wanted to plunge my cock into her depths, I wanted to take her and use her and have her, even if it was just for tonight.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"I want you to have sex with me," she said, a gentle smile spreading her cheeks. I could detect the eagerness in her voice, the remembered passion that she had felt and wanted to feel again.

I climbed above her, resting on my elbows on either side of her head. Her legs parted to open her womanhood to me, and I gently pressed my cock against her, stroking her with its length. She drew in a quick breath at my touch, but didn't say anything. Her eyes closed and her arms and legs wrapped around me, holding me, waiting for me.

"I don't want to have sex with you," I said.

Her eyes shot open at my statement, and I could see the hurt and disappointment blossom in those blue orbs. I bent down and nuzzled against her neck, moving up to gently run my tongue along the rim of her ear. Her head tilted, but she didn't pull away.

"I want to make love to you, Susie," I said, looking in her eyes.

"Susan," she whispered. "Call me Susan."

I nodded. "Will you let me make love to you, Susan?" I asked, my head closing the distance between us.

"All you want," she answered.

I shifted my arms to reach under her head, cradling her, holding her. As our lips touched, I slowly pushed myself against her womanhood. As our tongues met and danced over each other, my cock slowly thrust into her crevice to begin the journey deep into her body. Her arms and legs clutched around me, gripping me, her hands holding my lips against hers as we began to move against one another.

I slowly gained ground inside her, a bit at a time. She was so tight, her body clenching me tightly as I invaded her, possessed her. I felt her wince as I moved inside her, and I pulled away to look down at her, concerned that I was hurting her.

"Are you okay, Susan?" I asked softly, stilling my thrusts.

She nodded, and I could see solitary tears seep from her clenched eyes. "I've only done this once before, so please go slowly. I want to, but go slow," she pleaded.

I moved a hand from underneath her head to stroke her hair and wipe the tears from her eyes. I continued to move in her, forging ahead slowly, letting her passage open for me and accept me. Her copious fluids coated our loins as I continued, and I could feel her body relax under me. I continued to kiss her, my tongue dipping in and out of her mouth just as my cock was dipping in and out of her vagina. Over and over again I strove forward until finally, after uncounted minutes, I was fully inside her. I felt her tunnel walls massaging my entire length, all around my width. It was a sensation I had not felt in a long time, and I was glad that I could share it with the young woman beneath me.

I held still then, unmoving, giving Susan's body a chance to adjust to my girth inside it. I moved my hand down from her hair to skim across her shoulders and over her chest before finally resting on her breast. I gently squeezed the pliant flesh beneath my fingers as I kissed her, letting her passion reawaken.

After more uncounted minutes, she pulled my head off of hers, looking at me.

"Are you okay?" I asked yet again.

She nodded. "Do it," she whispered. "I want to feel you do it."

I didn't say anything. I just stared into her eyes, feeling the connection there, willing us to hold it. I slowly withdrew my cock from her depths, only to plunge myself back into her hard and sure. She gasped and closed her eyes, breaking our bond. I repeated the movement and was rewarded with another gasp. Her body was awakening underneath mine, her legs subtly tighter around my hips, her arms running up and down my body. Now, I thought, she was ready for everything I could give her.

I began to speed up my thrusts, plunging into her deeply, powerfully. Her back arched into the sensations, her neck exposed to my lips as I worshipped her glorious body. Feeling her pulse point against my lips once again, I left my mark on her. Susan's soft moans just added to the delicate flavor of her skin as I suckled on her neck, my teeth lightly nibbling her flesh. Her hands clutched around my head, imprisoning me against her neck, and I loved her for it.

I wasn't sure how long I'd be able to hold off, so I slowed down my movements, my thrusts becoming shallow and teasing. I occasionally plunged my entire length in to her, needing to feel her arch in to me, but I wanted this to last for her. I bent my neck as I continued down her torso until I finally reached her breasts. With another hard plunge into her, I pulled a nipple into my mouth and sucked strongly.

So it went, as seconds turned into minutes, and the minutes slowed down until time stopped. Sweat covered our bodies as we writhed against each other, lips to lips, breasts to chest, stomach to stomach, man and woman. Her hips rose up with each of my thrusts, accepting me, begging me to fill her. Her hands reached down and grasped my ass, gripping me tightly and forcing me deeper into her body. Imprisoned in her embrace, I let her swallow my moan of appreciation as her tongue ran across mine.

I could feel it when her body began to tense, her tunnel's walls tightening their grip around me. Our breaths had long ago become ragged gasps and harsh moans, but her moans were becoming soft, long wails. Her fingernails dug in to me, scratching my skin, the pain fueling my need to drive into her willing body. I could feel my own body reach the final peak, my balls tightening against me.

"Susan," I gasped out, still moving above her.

Her head was arched back into the pillows, her mind seemingly lost to the feeling of my body moving over her and inside her.

"Susan," I repeated. I was getting close…she was getting close. "Susan, I'm going to cum!"

"Do it," she gasped out. "Just a little more...please, a little more."

I sped up my thrusts, the sound of our bodies slapping against each other filling the space around us. She cried out softly, her passion quiet and innocent.

"Susan, I'm going to cum!" I struggled to say it, afraid that she hadn't heard me.

"I know," she said breathlessly. "Do it. Inside me!"

I couldn't hold on anymore. My groan was ripped from my throat as my cum was ripped from my body. I ejected spurt after spurt into her depths, more than what I thought was possible, and still I continued to explode inside her. As the first of my explosions rocked through me, Susan's own body shattered, her vaginal walls tightening around my length, imprisoning me inside her and bathing me in her cum. Her long wail was swallowed by my mouth as I moved to kiss her as my release continued.

As I felt my cock softening inside her warm cavern, her legs relaxed against me, falling down to my sides, releasing my hips. Her arms wrapped around my back, stroking my sweat-soaked skin as I ran my fingers through the wet strands of her hair. I pulled out of her, feeling our mixture of liquids trickle out of her body behind me. I gently probed her, dipping shallowly into her over and over until my body finally gave out. I got off of her and lay beside her, our bodies turned to each other. We embraced each other and exchanged soft kisses, our need to touch and taste each other having never dwindled after our first kiss on her couch downstairs. As our breathing slowed, I asked her the question that now burned in my mind.

"Was it what you hoped it would be?"

She looked at me, tears glistening in her eyes. "Yes, it is," she said, smiling. "It was everything that I could have dreamed of."

"You know that this changes things between us," I said softly, my mind slowly coming back to reality.

"I know," she whispered. "Would you be willing to do this again? It was so wonderful; I don't want this to be the only time."

I regarded her, her innocence, her maturity, her beauty. "I don't know," I answered truthfully. "We'll have to see what happens." I ran my fingers through her hair, gazing into her blue eyes. "Sleep now," I said. "Just sleep for now."

She snuggled into my body, laying her leg across my thighs, slowly drifting to sleep. Susan had gotten what she wanted: proof that sex could be a beautiful thing, enjoyable and pleasant. As I drifted away, I couldn't help feeling proud that I had gotten to be the one to prove it to her.