Amanda's Young Men by Madeline Moore

Now finger me, inside, but keep licking. Feel up and behind, Tom. Yes. That’s it. You can use two fingers, you know. Up there. A little higher. Higher. To your right. Good. Feel that? Like a spongy bump? That’s my G-spot. If you know where a girl’s clitoris is, and her G-spot, you can drive her crazy, Tom. I promise. Now massage me inside. Nice. Nice and tender. Now you’re going to get a little more aggressive. Pump me a little, with your fingers. And lick faster. Over to the left a bit, that’s it, right there. Good, Tom, that’s the spot. Lick and rub, Tom. Don’t stop. Little harder now. Lick and rub. I like a rhythm, baby, get a rhythm going, baby, work your hands in sync, that’s it, yeah, yeah, that’s it. Keep it going. Little faster. That’s good. That’s good. That’s good. I’m close now, baby. Don’t change a thing. You’re gonna make me climax, baby. Ready? Are you ready? Oh yes! Fucking yes! Oh – fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!’
    Amanda curled her knees up to her chest as her orgasm erupted. Her fists clenched handfuls of sandy hair, keeping his head right there, right freakin’ there! His fingers kept going, God bless the boy, pumping her through one paroxysm and into the next until there were no more and she could push him off her and shudder in peace.
    Amanda was so lost in the flow of release she was barely aware of Tom gaping at her, and when she did notice it served to increase her pleasure. His mouth hung open in a big idiotic grin, and his caramel eyes were huge. Likely this was the first time he’d ever seen a woman’s face
après
orgasm. The thought sent a final tremble through her gut. She lay utterly still, letting the afterglow light her from within. Boys were the best.
    ‘You were the best, baby,’ she cooed. She sat up, pushing her damp blond hair from her eyes. ‘That was wonderful, Tom. Thank you.’
    ‘I’m glad you liked it,’ he said uncertainly.
    Did he think it was over, now that she’d come? Poor darling, slumped on the floor like a puppy without a treat.
    ‘It’s my turn to make you see the stars,’ she growled.
    He cheered right up. ‘You’re very wet,’ Tom said. His fingers twitched but, like the good boy he was, he waited for her to tell him what to do next.
    ‘
Real
men like that,’ she told him. ‘They like to taste it. Lick me, Tom.’
    Obediently, he lapped at her, timidly at first but with growing enthusiasm, until his cheeks were pressed between her pussy’s lips and his tongue was squirming into her. She felt like laughing at his sloppy eagerness, but she felt something else, too, so she let him relish cunnilingus without comment, except once, when she said, ‘No teeth.’
    After a few minutes she said, ‘Now you may fuck me.’
    He jumped up and started to scramble on top of her.
    ‘No, not like that.’ She pushed him back with her foot. ‘Stay standing up. Take hold of my ankles. That’s it. Lift them up and spread them wide. Push them at me until my knees are in my armpits and my bum is tilted up off the bed. See how flexible I am? Girls will be even more so! Now come close. I’ll put it in for you.’ Amanda reached down with both hands. There was no need for her to use her hands to open herself for him this time. The slatternly lips were plastered apart by her spendings. With one hand under his balls and the other guiding his stiff rod, she worked its head inside her.
    ‘First time?’ she asked, just to be sure.
    He nodded, wordless.
    ‘You’ll enjoy it, I promise. Go slow. Just ease into me, Tom. Relish every inch. In. In a bit further. Easy does it. Oh you’re such a big boy, Tom! Deeper. Deeper. That’s it – all the way. Wow! Now grind on me. See if you can get any deeper. Oh yeah. Twist your hips. Press hard. Put your weight into it. I promise you it won’t hurt me.’
    She squeezed hard with her internal muscles. Tom’s eyes opened wide.
    Amanda continued. ‘Verrrry nice. Now pull back, there’s a good boy.