This story is totally fictional. Any resemblance to real persons or places is only coincidental, and was not the intent of the author.
When Debbie awoke it was early evening. Richard was still sleeping beside her. She didn't want to waken him just yet, so she lay there on her side watching him sleep. His back was to her, so she studied the muscles of his shoulders and back. They were well-toned, without him being muscle bound. His skin was clear of any sign of a blemish. He didn't seem to suffer from the normal skin problems of teenagers. His eighteen-year-old body was perfect. She couldn't believe he was all hers. She could do with him anything her heart desired, at least for a little while.
Richard gave a soft moan and rolled onto his back.
This gave her the chance to study his front and his sleeping face, too.
His hair was not long, but well-trimmed. The top of his head was covered with soft, brown, wavy curls. His nose was straight, not too big, nor too small, but just right to fit his oval face. His mouth had a pouty look. The lips were soft and full. The chin was cut square, giving him a masculine look, despite the soft almost feminine look of his other facial features. It was the sort of face Debbie knew that women would be drawn to before he was much older. His neck was smooth and muscled, broadening at the base to form his perfect shoulders. The chest was also hard and muscular, like his back, starting wide at his shoulders and narrowing at the waist. His abdomen was flat and hard. Richard's penis was soft at the moment, but still over six inches long. It sprang from a patch of soft, brown fuzzy down. It flopped to one side and lay across the right upper thigh. His thighs were thick and as muscular as the rest of his body. They tapered down at the knees towards his graceful lower legs. His feet were wide and strong-looking, probably to support his large body.
Debbie's gaze returned to Richards penis. It twitched in his sleep. Debbie's mouth watered at the thought of maybe tasting him again.
She watched his face carefully, looking for any sign that he may be awakening. He lay quietly, breathing deep and steady. Still watching his face, she slowly moved down the bed until her face was just above his penis. Very gently, using just two fingers, Debbie lifted his cock to point at her hungry mouth. She looked once more at his sleeping face. There was still no sign that Richard was disturbed from his slumber. She probed his pee hole with the tip of her tongue. Then sloshed her eager tongue around his arrow head crown. She could still taste just a hint of her own juices on his cock and it made her eager for more. Debbie was drooling now and her saliva ran down the sides of his cock.
Richard was getting harder now and his penis could almost stand on its own. She licked up and down his shaft very gently; she still did not want to awaken him. Debbie pulled off an inch or so and blew her warm breath on his big balls.
Richard sighed in his sleep.
Debbie's eyes searched his face for any indication of him awakening. He settled back down into his sleep and she went back to working on his cock and balls. She went a little lower, and started to lick his big balls. They were larger then any man she had ever known, and with them surrounded with soft peach-fuzz, she just couldn't resist playing with them, with her tongue.
He was so fresh and clean smelling she couldn't resist licking and touching him. She was getting so aroused herself she was dripping down between her graceful legs.
Richard's cock was standing up like a flag pole. Debbie knew that she would not be able to control herself much longer before she straddled him and impaled herself on that magnificent piece of male meat.
She got up on her knees and started finger fucking her pussy. Her fingers started slowly, but she was soon plunging her finger in a frenzy. Now two fingers and then three. They moved in a blur between her legs. It was a poor substitute, she knew, with such a beautiful cock only a foot away.
She stopped masturbating and as quietly as she could manage, she straddled young Richard's hips. Debbie reached down and took his cock in hand and pointed the tip at her pussy lips, then slowly lowered herself onto his living spike.
She couldn't help but moan as she felt the shaft slide into her love tunnel. It felt so delicious in there that she almost climaxed right then. Using all of her will power to control herself, she slowly moved her body up and down on Richard's cock.
Looking down at his angelic face, she could see the smile forming on his lips. Even though his eyes were still closed, she knew that he was not asleep.
She lay on his chest still keeping his cock buried in her pussy. She couldn't reach his lips but she started kissing and licking his throat while she moved her hips in the motions of love.
Richard opened his eyes and started moving his hips in sync with hers.
"Welcome back to the world of the living, sleepy-head", she said.
"Oh man, this is a wonderful way to wake up," he smiled up at her face.
"You don't mind that I started without you", she smiled back. "I awoke a little while ago and your cock looked so yummy. I just had to have a taste. And then, of course, I needed it inside of me."
"You mean to say that you gave me a blow job while I was sleeping and didn't get to fully enjoy it?"
"Well, yes," she confessed. "But just a little one. I didn't suck you until you came. If that is what worries you, I promise I'll lick your whole body as soon as you finish fucking me."
"That sounds like a pretty good deal for me. Do I get to lick you as well?"
"I'm at your pleasure, lover. You can be sure it will be very much my pleasure as well."
They continued to move their hips together. Debbie reached climax after climax. Richard's staying power was amazing for someone so young. He could hold back his own climax until she came three or four times. It was marvelous.
She knew that she must have him over and over again but maybe she could have some of his friends, too. It would be fantastic to have one in her pussy, while another cock fucked her up the ass, and maybe a third cock in her mouth to suck on.
She was turning into a real wanton slut, and she didn't mind at all. She closed her eyes and pictured all those beautiful cocks at her disposal. She could fuck and suck them all, to her heart's content, until they were totally drained.
Richards movements became urgent, and she was drawn out of her fantasy to the present.
She could tell that he was almost ready to cum and she started to flex the muscles of her cunt walls, massaging him to climax.
She rolled over off him and onto her back. Still pressed against his warm body, they both tried to relax and catch their breath. "Richard," she asked, while toying with his nipple. "Do you think you would like to see me again?"
"Could I," he said with excitement in his voice. "Could we make love again, like we did today?"
"Of course we can make love, anytime that you think you have the strength."
"I have the strength right now, or at least I will when I catch my breath. I have to call my mom, though, and let her know I'm okay. She worries, you see, I will catch hell when I go home if I don't call."
"Sure, you can use my phone, and while you're at it, why don't you tell her that you are staying over with one of your buddies? Then we could make love all night and tomorrow morning, too.
"I could, but I know my mom. She may ask to speak to this phoney friend's mother. Then what would we do?"
"Not a problem, just hand the phone to me and I'll pretend to be your friend's mom."