"I can see that you want me to fuck you!" All I could do was gasp an unconvincing rebuff as his broad and handsome face closed to mine, sharp blue eyes twinkling with lust and confidence looked into mine. I backed up until I felt the kitchen units to my bottom, I was trapped. I closed my eyes and prepared my lips but he did not kiss me, his hands just rested on my breasts. Slowly he pressed his palms against my breasts through the thin pullover and my nipples grow hard in the cups of my bra.
For a moment he just held me like that, then he slowly rotated his prams, I trembled with excitement. In a easy but swift movement, my pullover was up under my armpits and his hands were on my naked belly then under my bra. I gasped with the sensation on his large ruff hands pressed against my stiff naked nipple. I let out a deep grown and rolled my pelvis forward when he enclosed my cherry sized caged stiffness between thumb and forefinger.
I opened my eyes to look into his still blueness, the beads of exited perspiration trickled from my every poor. His cool and dry fingers teased my hapless hard nipples until every tiny bud of them was erect. I felt that I had been dropped again from a great height, as in one flowing movement, he stopped the wonderful torture and slipping over my nakedness, pulled my jumper and bra away from my acing, stiff breasts. I lent back as his lips found my taught little buttons and lashed them with his tongue.
What sensations his fingers had achieved where nothing compared to the new passions radiating from my hard... very hard nipples. How could one so young know so much about... give so much pleasure? I wanted him, I wanted his naked, manly flesh on mine. I ripped at his shirt until it lay on the floor with buttons scattered about it.
I fell into him, our lips meeting in a gasping rasping kiss as his hands found my bottom. My breasts felt so soft when crushed against his hard muscular chest. In a rapid gathering movement behind me, my skirt was tucked into my waist, exposing my bottom, now naked but for the thin panties. His hands entered the back of my panties as if he has done this to me a million times before. Instinctively I pressed into them.
Cupping and squeezing my bum cheeks, he made me grinned my pussy into his groin. I felt a glow of pride, feeling his stiffness there and knowing I had done it. His fingers tickled the sensitive inner crack between the buttocks then moving his hand lower, found my most sensitive of holes and teased it.
"Please stop teasing me." I wanted to draw my thighs together to somehow relieve the itchy, clammy feeling in my cunt. But his mouth went to my nipples again and I had to spread my legs to brace myself against the unit.
I felt the cool air to my belly as my skirt was tucked into the front. Now both pussy and bum was his to take. His hand pressed to my stomach then slipped down and into the tight elastic of my panties. I arched backwards and spread wider as he ran his fingertips, through the pubic down, onto my moist, yearning pussy lips.
Slowly rubbing, the lips yielding to his fingers. One found my emerging clit, another slipped into my vagina. At the same time his mouth teased and devoured my nipples and a finger worked its way into my little virgin hole. Just a few minutes of his young expert hands and mouth sent my body into blissful convolutions...exploding into waves of almost painful release.
He did not stop until I sank down on to him, panting with the effort of so many waves of pleasure. Our mouths met, tongues darting and lashing like fighting snakes. With my hands I felt every rippling muscle in his back as I pressed myself hard into him. My naked legs rubbed against the ruff jeans, my pussy pressing against the trapped joy giver.
