Sapphire Angel

'Jesus,' Mark exclaimed, 'Fuck.' He could hardly believe that he had his cock inside the girl her had spent so much time fretting and fantasising over. Immediately he established a rhythm of deep penetrating thrusts; each time ramming his cock into her tight cunt as far as it would go.

The sensations were incredible. The feel of her enveloping pussy combined with the head-rush of thinking that at last he had intimate possession of this exquisite angel. He continued to drive into her with energy and she responded by pushing back and squeezing him with her pelvic floor muscles. As he pounded her he was aware that she was groaning more and more loudly. Pulling her upright he clasped his hand over her mouth and pressed his face to the side of her head.

'Quiet!' he commanded, kissing her ear and then her neck. She squirmed back against him and he drove his cock deep into her and sucked on the flesh at the base of her neck.

Imogen's squeal of pleasure was muffled by his hand on her mouth. But he was still concerned about her noise, so his other hand stole up to clasp her neck under her chin. He squeezed just enough to choke her slightly and stop her making more noise. The force of his embrace only seemed to add to her excitement and she started writhing under him. Mark thought she was trying to break free but then realised she was actually having an orgasm. Her hips bucked rapidly and he felt her body quiver and her pussy contract on his cock. That was enough to send him over the edge and he rammed into her a couple more times before holding his cock deep inside her pussy to unleash his heavy load of spunk.

They fell forward together. Mark lay heavily on top of Imogen's back. His cock was still twitching and depositing the final spurts of his spunk against her womb. For her part Imogen was still writhing and jerking through her own orgasm. Although not a virgin, she'd never before cum from just being fucked and the sensation was different and somehow more intense than the little cums she had given herself with her fingers.

Slowly they both came down from their highs and lay panting together on the kitchen floor, bathed in the light from the still open refrigerator. After a few moments their breathing recovered. Their bodies were hot and shining with sweat. Mark's cock slowly flopped out of Imogen's pussy and the sensation made them both giggle. Mark lifted his weight slightly and Imogen rolled over under him onto her back. They looked into each other's eyes and then kissed. Softly and tenderly Mark's tongue teased the edge of her lips and she responded pressing the tip of her tongue to his. His hands came up to clasp her head and he drew her to him and savoured the softness of her lips. It was just as he imagined it might be to kiss her.

'Have you had sex before?' Mark whispered; he wanted her to be a virgin.

'Yes, of course,' her eyes twinkled.

'With how many guys?' he was a little disappointed.

'Just two.'

'Was it good?'

'Yes it was nice. But not like this. I never had an orgasm before.'

'Never?'

'Well, not from...' Imogen just wiggled her hips slightly and smiled shyly.

Mark grinned at her and whispered, 'That's good.'

Imogen shifted and winced slightly and Mark realised it must be uncomfortable for her. He suggested that they move off the floor and into the conservatory.

Getting up they picked up their clothing and Mark closed the fridge door. He led Imogen to the two-seater sofa in the conservatory. They cuddled up together still naked.

The chatted quietly with Imogen's head on his shoulder. She looked up into his face illuminated by the bright moon outside.

'Your stuff is running out of me,' she sniggered. Mark smiled and quickly got her a small hand towel. She placed it under her as he curled in beside her again.

'The messy aftermath of passion, the wet spot in the bed.'

'What do you mean?'

'When the guy's spunk runs out and wets the bed. Haven't you had to sleep on the wet bit in bed?'

'No. I've never had sex in a bed. Only a car and once in a field.'

'How many times have you had sex then?'

'Emmm, I suppose about six or seven.'

'Including tonight?'

'Maybe eight then.'

'And how many times have you done it without a condom?'

Imogen looked up into his eyes with her penetrating gaze, 'Just once.' She smiled at him. At that moment Mark didn't care if she got pregnant. He could happily spend his life with this girl.

'God I adore you.' Mark bent to kiss her and for the next few minutes he kissed and savoured her mouth and as she responded his hands roamed across her body. He cupped her breast in his hand and circled her nipple with his fingers. His finger tips stroked and danced lightly on her tummy and then on her hips and outer thigh. She shifted and stretched her legs across his lap and as his hand drew up and round to the inside of her thighs they parted and she opened up to him. His fingers touched-down on the soft bush of pubic hair and his middle finger found her labia and parted them to slide inside her hot and slippery pussy. With two fingers penetrating her he found her clit with his thumb and gently wiggled against it.

Imogen bucked and gasped, breaking their kiss. Momentarily she looked into his eyes and then hers closed and her head tipped back as she gave herself to his touch. Mark continued to finger her and play her clit as he kissed her chin and neck and then her breasts, first one side then the other. He moved round to face her and removed his hand from her pussy. She looked at him and frowned as if to say don't stop but Mark reassured her, 'It's OK. You'll like what I'm going to do.'

Mark kissed her breasts again and then laid a trail of licks and kisses down her stomach to her navel. He licked her belly button and then kissed it deeply. It smelt of her scent and he paused to relish it before moving down. His lips met her pubes and he kissed and smelt her perfume mixed with the musky scent of her hot and used pussy. Then his lips kissed her clit and her open lips. Imogen gasped lightly and then moaned aloud as his tongue penetrated her as he French-kissed her sweet, young cunt, tasting her tang combined with the salt of his spunk.

This was Imogen's first experience of oral sex. The sensations of his tongue sliding over her most intimate part was incredible. She could feel the slight stubble on his chin rasping against her pussy. Then he moved up to lick and suck her clit and Imogen squealed with pleasure.

Mark immediately reacted. He moved up to her face and commanded, 'Ssshh! You're going to wake everyone in the house.'

'Sorry,' Imogen responded girlishly, 'It's just so amazing. I've never had anyone do that.'

'OK but try to be quiet.'

'OK,' she responded giving him a quick peck on the lips, 'Will you do it some more, please?'

Mark smiled, 'You're just too fucking much.'

'So will you kiss my mingey again?'

'Your mingey,' Mark repeated, 'is that what you call it?'

'Yes.'

'OK, then. I'll kiss your mingey.'

'Hooray!' Imogen whispered and did a little mock happy-dance moving her head from side to side and making 'jazz hands.'

Mark couldn't help laugh as he returned to her pussy and gave her an extra deep kiss, pushing his tongue deep into her. Imogen groaned and bucked her hips up against him. He proceeded to lick and kiss her pussy. Alternately licking her labia and sucking on her clit. To help her along he also slid two fingers into her cunt; then by turns finger fucked her, licked her open lips and sucked her clit. Imogen softly groaned and sighed and encouraged him by running her fingers through his hair. Mark thoroughly enjoyed licking this delicious girl while looking up her petite body and watching her facial reactions to the pleasure he gave her.

Imogen's pleasure came in waves of pre-orgasmic tremors. She knew she was building towards her second big orgasm and she whimpered and encouraged Mark by gently tugging his hair. She wanted to cum. It was drawing close. Her pussy seemed to be teasing her by building up to an explosion that never quite came. Time and again she came to the brink and her pussy trembled and contracted but then the sensation passed before her climax arrived.

Mark's mouth was tiring but he so wanted her to cum. Dipping his head a little more he teased the puckered skin around her ass with his tongue. Imogen immediately jerked in surprise. She made a noise and Mark couldn't make out whether it was 'Oh' or 'No' Nevertheless he continued and licked her bum-hole, teasing and wetting her entrance.

Imogen's mind whirled. She didn't know that this was what people did. It was incredible. Her best friend's dad was licking her ass!

Just then Mark moved back to lick her pussy and clit again. Imogen had a second of disappointment before her next surprise. She now felt Mark's finger sliding into her bum. It was tight and she could feel her little hole gripping his finger. This was incredible. Almost instinctively she relaxed and allowed him in. She felt his finger penetrate her. She couldn't tell how far in it was but it felt deep and enormous. The sensation was totally new to her. Nothing like the familiar feelings in her pussy, it was a deeper, more primal pleasure. It felt much more intrusive than anything in her pussy. It seemed more intimate and more intense. And best of all it seemed so sexy, so sensuous, and just so, so dirty.

Mark kept his finger in Imogen's ass but then slid a second finger into her pussy. He could feel his fingers touch, separated only by a thin membrane of flesh. He squeezed them together and then began to slide back and forth in small firm movements while his mouth found her clit once more.

Imogen could hardly bare the combined sensations of the solid intrusions into her most intimate passages and the ministrations of Mark's lips and tongue on her clitoris. Her eyes were closed and her mouth opened in a soft oval as she silently absorbed and relished the intense sensations. She knew her pleasure was building and her orgasm was now drawing inexorably closer. Wave after wave of ecstasy welled up inside her, from deep inside her abdomen, exploding out towards her centre. She whimpered and strained to meet it, each time not quite connecting. Then suddenly the damn broke and the connection was completed. Like an electric bolt the orgasmic charge surged through her lithe, young body. She jerked and trembled and wanted to scream out loud but her throat constricted and all she could do was issue a long slow rasp. It was a guttural growl of sheer gratification. The seismic force of her orgasm overwhelmed her and she curled up into a foetal ball with her lover's head and fingers still tightly clamped to her sex. She never knew it could feel like this.

It was several moments before Imogen seemed to come around from her ecstatic trance. She lifted her head to see Mark's face. He had moved up to lie beside her again. They greeted each other with a smile and then Imogen noticed that Mark was slowly stroking his very large erection. They half rolled over together and Imogen placed her head on his shoulder to watch his hand move over his cock.

She watched fascinated for a few minutes then looking up at him she asked, 'Can I do it?'

'Of course,' Mark encouraged her. He took her offered hand and placed it on his cock. Just like before he closed her fist around it and showed her how to stroke him. Then he lay back to enjoy her efforts. At first she stroked him a little awkwardly, with staccato jerks. But soon she found a steady rhythm and began to wank him properly.

They lay in almost total silence as she stroked him and Mark breathed steadily allowing the pleasure to build. He couldn't allow himself to shut his eyes as he wanted to savour the image of this angel playing with his cock. As she worked she would look up at him for approval and he would smile and assure her that it was good.

'You going to cum?' she asked.

'Yes, in a bit.'

Her face rested on his chest now and Mark was getting more and more excited. He so wanted to feel her mouth on his cock, 'Would you do something for me?' he asked in a soft voice.

Looking up Imogen smiled, 'I bet I can guess.'

'Go on.'

'You want me to suck you.'

'Yes,' Mark laughed, 'Will you?'

'I don't know how.'

Mark grinned at her and said, 'Don't worry. I'll show you.'

Spinning round he tossed a cushion between his feet and had Imogen kneel on it. It was incredible to see her gorgeous face so close to his cock. He told her to begin but she didn't move. Leaning forward he took her face in his hands and kissed her. His tongue entered that sweet, angelic mouth and he savoured the cool taste of her lips. Her scent rose in his nostrils again and he broke off, pushing her face down to his cock.

'Just let it into your mouth!'

The head of Mark's cock bumped against her lips which remained closed for a moment before parting to allow him to slip past and into her virgin mouth. Mark moved her head back and forth. He felt her hot mouth on his cock and her tongue touching his glands.

Suddenly she broke off and Mark thought she was unwilling, 'Is that OK?'

'It's perfect, Angel. But please don't stop.'

Smiling at him she gripped his cock in her small fist, returned her head to its tip and resumed with more confidence and enthusiasm. She sucked him deep into her mouth which closed tightly around his cock head. Her head bobbed up and down slowly but the best feelings came from her tongue which expertly swirled around his glands. Mark couldn't believe that she had never done this before. She was too good.

All the while as she sucked him he encouraged her, telling her how wonderful it felt and how sexy she was. She kept her eyes open and gazed into his as her head moved over his cock and her hand stroked him.

Soon Mark knew he was going to cum and his breathing and the movements of his hips seemed to signal this to Imogen.

'You going to cum now?'

'Very soon,' he gasped, 'Please, Baby, I want to cum in your mouth.'

Imogen made no reply except that her mouth slipped over his cock again. Then she resumed her sucking and stroking. Mark allowed himself to reach his climax and felt his cock twitch as it erupted inside her soft mouth. At least five times his cock ejaculated his semen into her eager mouth. Mark felt totally spent and deeply satisfied, and Imogen kept her mouth locked on his cock and her eyes locked on his the whole time and casually swallowed it all. Mark pulled her to him and kissed her deeply and passionately. He could still taste his cum on her mouth and they shared its remnants.

It was a dream come true. Mark kissed her over and over telling her how much he adored her.

'I want you so much. I want to see you again. Can I?'

Imogen fixed him in her gaze. There was nothing enigmatic about her look this time. Mark knew she would willingly accept him again, 'Yes,' was all she said.