Chapter 8

My hands gently caressed her thighs while my tongue mercilessly attacked her clit. I looked up in awe as her gorgeous body endlessly snaked and twisted against me. I began to quietly moan along with her, the vibration of my voice only serving to amplify her pleasure.

"Oh, yes!!" she cried out, "Right there! Don't stop! Oh!"

Her body shuddered and jerked hard, wringing my hair in her hand. Every muscle in her body tensed up as she reached her climax with a long, intermittent cry of ecstasy; her fluids cascading down her inner thighs and spilling onto the floor. I didn't know when to stop licking her until she pushed my head away, causing me to finally break from her protruding clit.

I got to my feet and pulled Jennifer against me once more until her body stopped spasming and she gradually came back down to earth. She leaned against me for support, joining her other hand behind my head.

"How are you so good?" she breathily asked. "How are you this fucking good?" I had no idea how to answer, so I just grinned as she held dual fistfuls of my hair. The two of us then shared another fervent kiss. Our lips loudly smacked together, panting against each other in heated passion.

As we kissed, our bodies somehow switched positions and it was then that I found myself as the one propped against the wall.

Her lips pulled away from mine and she looked into my eyes with an intense gaze. She grabbed the hem of my shirt and finally got the opportunity to take it off after being denied earlier. I lifted my arms to help her out and she tossed it aside just as I'd done with her clothes.

Jennifer calmly ran her soft hands and her manicured fingernails up and down my bare chest for a moment before moving down to my abdomen. There, she took hold of my belt buckle and began to slowly unclasp it as she looked up at me.

"Now," she said as she undid my jeans, "let me get a good look at your tiny, limp little dick. I wouldn't be surprised if you don't even have one."

I kept a big grin on my face, hoping that she would be pleasantly surprised with what she found. She pulled down my pants and I stepped out of them, kicking them aside. She didn't waste time studying the tent pole in my boxers before she pulled them down. A grin spread across her face at what she saw.

She took my hardened, throbbing manhood in her hand and began to slowly stroke it. I groaned softly in pleasure. I'd never experienced the luxury of having a woman jerk me before, and having Jennifer do it was incredible. It was the most pleasant biology lesson I'd had all year.

She didn't say anything at first as she continued watching my cock as she stroked it. She then looked at me with an arrogant smirk. "Not bad," she quietly remarked.

"Sometimes it's good to be wrong," I playfully said.

Then, to my surprise, she dropped to her knees. I watched in amazement as she opened her mouth and began swirling her tongue around the head of my shaft. I uttered a few quiet sighs of pleasure before moaning quietly as she slid her lips down it and took me into her mouth. She didn't seem interested in wasting any more time and I wasn't complaining.

She rested her hands on my thighs as Jennifer bobbed her head back and forth, slowly at first, taking in as much of me as she could without gagging. It was the most mind-blowing pleasure I'd ever felt in my life.

"Ahh, Jennifer...," I uttered, awe-struck. She chuckled at how honest I was being. I held a hand to the back of her head as she then moaned softly and increased her tempo.

I felt droplets of my cum starting to spill onto her tongue. Pleasure swirled through me as she let me explore the heady warmth and wetness and pressure inside her mouth. It rapidly became more intense as she unrelentingly kept going. I groaned and panted louder, more intensely, my head tilting back as I let the pleasure overtake me. I wasn't sure how long I was going to last.

Almost as if she read my mind, she removed my manhood from her mouth with a loud sigh. She then took my saliva-covered length and began jerking it as hard and as fast as she'd been sucking on me. She gazed up at me, my eyes and teeth clenched as I struggled through the intense pleasure. The pressure in my loins was rapidly escalating. There was no way I could hold back much longer.

And then, her hand calmly fell away as though nothing had happened. When I opened my eyes with a sigh I was initially disappointed and thought she was trying to tease me or get me riled up.

I looked at her, noticing Jennifer was crawling back to her sweater. She sprawled it out neatly on the floor before sitting on it and laying an elbow back. With her other hand, she coaxed me over with a single finger and a devious smirk before parting her legs open and spreading the folds of her wet cunt open for me to look inside.

I was unable to resist such an invitation and, within seconds, I was propped on all fours over her. She greeted me with another quick, passionate kiss as she laid back on the sweater and I shifted myself down to her level. She wrapped an arm around my lower back, pulling me closer as I grasped my red-hot penis with a trembling eagerness. There was certainly no turning back anymore.

Our lips parted and we both gazed down to see what I was doing. I eagerly aimed myself forward, my cock acting like a dowsing rod magnetized toward the fluids dripping between her legs.

I hit my mark and began to slowly push inside her. We both uttered long groans of bliss while she continued to pull me toward her, her folds parting; giving way to my entry. The sensation I felt–sinking deeper into her hot, throbbing, velvety confines that shifted and stretched tight around me–was mythical. I lost myself in the moment and truly believed I was entering a completely different plane of reality–one where only heat and pleasure existed.