Because You Asked For More

My last post (61398) seemed popular so since people wanted to know more...

I did indeed go to J's after church that next week and we did more of the same. I was kind of nervous the first time because I had a full bush and by this time, I trimmed down to nothing but a little landing strip. We didn't waste time, either. After I was inside we literally just said hi to each other, then started kissing. I went straight for his cock, unfastening his belt, unbuttoning his pants, and reaching in to grab his very big cock. within moments of entering his house, his cock was entering my mouth. And for me, it was like being thirsty and finally getting a drink as I'd been thinking about it nonstop.

"My knees are getting weak," he said after a couple minutes, and he helped me to my feet and led me to his couch. There he set me on my back and immediately went under my dress, removing my panties, and started massaging my "lips" with his tongue. I've never felt anything like it and fell into it immediately. He started using his fingers, too.

"It's getting really warm. Intense." I said to him. He moaned or grunted or something and before I knew it I was starting to orgasm. I wasn't sure what to do and freaked, trying to pull away but he grabbed my hips and held me in place and used his mouth and tongue and fingers to push me over the edge into a full on orgasm. I couldn't stay quiet.

"Oh God, J! Oh my god! Oh my god!"

Once I was finished and he finally pulled away I went right back to my knees and practically worshipped his cock with my mouth. He lasted about half an hour before he flooded my mouth again. This time, though, when he started to get close he pushed my head down. He kept pressure on his hand on the back of my head. It made me feel like he was really enjoying it this time and didn't want me to stop. Then he slightly raised his hips and his hand really tightened on the back of my head.

"Mmmmmmmyeah! Take it all, Rachel. Yeah, just like that."

He had pushed my head down as he came. He was in my throat and I could feel his cock pulsating as I felt it shoot into my throat. I was swallowing it anyway, but I really had no choice this time.

His hand was still tight on my head but I was able to pull back until just the tip was in my mouth and I continued to work it some, swallowing every last bit that came out. "You are so good at that," he told me. "You could do that multiple times a day, every day!"

We continued to talk with him sitting in the chair, his cock out, in my hand. I stayed on my knees between his legs, occasionally licking and playing. This was the way things went for the next few weeks until my 19th birthday... which I will tell you about next time, if you like.

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