I finish cumming—”
“MMM-mmm,” Ashley Lynn said, while still
mouth-fucking me.
“—or start swallowing what comes out. I can’t
control my ejaculate. I would really like it if you keep milking me till my
cock gets small and soft.”
She didn’t spit, and she didn’t stop. She did,
however, slow down. I could learn to like ministers’ daughters.
A minute later, I said, “You can stop now.” She had
a little trouble getting up off her knees. When she was standing, we
French-kissed. Then she smiled at me and asked hopefully, “So was I good?”
“Girl, you have a talent,” I said.
Ashley Sue asked, “Why did you suck him off and
swallow him?”
“Because the strawberry blonde told me earlier that
girls who don’t swallow are cockteasers and bitches.”
Ashley Sue looked at me and asked, “Is that what you think, Timothy?”
I said, “My feeling is, sucking off a man and not
swallowing is like baking him a cake but not putting frosting on it—why make
the effort if you plan to give him only half the enjoyment? Of course, if he’s
twisting your arm to get that blowjob in the first place, managing his orgasm
is a good compromise, I suppose.”
She frowned. “You never force women to give you
blowjobs?”
“You remember Gothika, the third Ashley? What do
you think she’d do if I pushed her to her knees and demanded, `Service me,
woman’? She’d castrate me with her teeth. But trust me, when she sucks my dick
of her own free will, she makes my spine melt.”
I felt a tug on my arm. I turned to look at Ashley
Lynn, who asked, “So really truly honest, you liked my blowjob? I did good?”
“Yes, Ashley Lynn, you should be proud of your
blowjob technique.”
“YES!” she exclaimed. I must say, a fist-pump is an
interesting thing to see, when done by a bare-breasted teen girl.
I then said, “Just remember in the future, Ashley
Lynn, `No teeth.’”
****
Then I said, “Now it’s time to pay you back, girl,
oral for oral.” Ashley Lynn’s nipples got hard. I bent down and sucked on those
nipples, which made her start breathing hard.
I removed her skirt. I sat her on the edge of my
bed and pulled off her panties. Her pussy was wet, and its odor was strong.
I knelt by the bed, draped her legs over my
shoulders, and then I started licking her pussy up and down.
She gasped, she moaned, and she thrashed around.
Just as her mother had, Ashley Lynn loved it when I
sucked on her clit. The girl’s response was “OH MY GOD, MOM! OH WOW, OH MY GOD!”
And then she grabbed my head and pulled it against
her crotch. She made a long-lasting, high-pitched, wordless sound as she came a
second time.
I pulled Ashley Lynn up my bed to where her head
lay on my pillow, and then I lay on top of her. I had not kissed the mother
except briefly, but I necked with the daughter, groping her tits and pussy
while I was kissing her.
Then I stopped kissing her to say, “You enjoyed
your pussy-licking, didn’t you? But wait, there’s more!”
I gave Ashley Lynn a peck on the lips, then began a
ski run down her torso. I kissed the girl the same way the girl had seen me
kiss her mother.
Ashley Lynn moaned and writhed when my head got
near her crotch again.
Then I heard a slurpy sound to my left. I glanced
over, and discovered that Ashley Sue had a hand busy in her panties as she
watched me pleasure her daughter. I thought, My Power strikes again.
****
Thirty minutes later, Ashley Lynn was more than
ready. As she lay on the bed, she watched wide-eyed as I condomed my cock. Then
I got on top of her, looked in her eyes, and said, “This is the last minute of
your virginity.”
She said, “I’m ready, but your face smells like,
you know, pussy.”
“Washing my face now would ruin the moment.
This problem will come up again in your life, by the way.”
She shrugged. “Then fuck me now, Mist—fuck me, Tim.
Put your cock in my pussy.”
I did—or I tried to. I got the tip in, and it hit
an
“MMM-mmm,” Ashley Lynn said, while still
mouth-fucking me.
“—or start swallowing what comes out. I can’t
control my ejaculate. I would really like it if you keep milking me till my
cock gets small and soft.”
She didn’t spit, and she didn’t stop. She did,
however, slow down. I could learn to like ministers’ daughters.
A minute later, I said, “You can stop now.” She had
a little trouble getting up off her knees. When she was standing, we
French-kissed. Then she smiled at me and asked hopefully, “So was I good?”
“Girl, you have a talent,” I said.
Ashley Sue asked, “Why did you suck him off and
swallow him?”
“Because the strawberry blonde told me earlier that
girls who don’t swallow are cockteasers and bitches.”
Ashley Sue looked at me and asked, “Is that what you think, Timothy?”
I said, “My feeling is, sucking off a man and not
swallowing is like baking him a cake but not putting frosting on it—why make
the effort if you plan to give him only half the enjoyment? Of course, if he’s
twisting your arm to get that blowjob in the first place, managing his orgasm
is a good compromise, I suppose.”
She frowned. “You never force women to give you
blowjobs?”
“You remember Gothika, the third Ashley? What do
you think she’d do if I pushed her to her knees and demanded, `Service me,
woman’? She’d castrate me with her teeth. But trust me, when she sucks my dick
of her own free will, she makes my spine melt.”
I felt a tug on my arm. I turned to look at Ashley
Lynn, who asked, “So really truly honest, you liked my blowjob? I did good?”
“Yes, Ashley Lynn, you should be proud of your
blowjob technique.”
“YES!” she exclaimed. I must say, a fist-pump is an
interesting thing to see, when done by a bare-breasted teen girl.
I then said, “Just remember in the future, Ashley
Lynn, `No teeth.’”
****
Then I said, “Now it’s time to pay you back, girl,
oral for oral.” Ashley Lynn’s nipples got hard. I bent down and sucked on those
nipples, which made her start breathing hard.
I removed her skirt. I sat her on the edge of my
bed and pulled off her panties. Her pussy was wet, and its odor was strong.
I knelt by the bed, draped her legs over my
shoulders, and then I started licking her pussy up and down.
She gasped, she moaned, and she thrashed around.
Just as her mother had, Ashley Lynn loved it when I
sucked on her clit. The girl’s response was “OH MY GOD, MOM! OH WOW, OH MY GOD!”
And then she grabbed my head and pulled it against
her crotch. She made a long-lasting, high-pitched, wordless sound as she came a
second time.
I pulled Ashley Lynn up my bed to where her head
lay on my pillow, and then I lay on top of her. I had not kissed the mother
except briefly, but I necked with the daughter, groping her tits and pussy
while I was kissing her.
Then I stopped kissing her to say, “You enjoyed
your pussy-licking, didn’t you? But wait, there’s more!”
I gave Ashley Lynn a peck on the lips, then began a
ski run down her torso. I kissed the girl the same way the girl had seen me
kiss her mother.
Ashley Lynn moaned and writhed when my head got
near her crotch again.
Then I heard a slurpy sound to my left. I glanced
over, and discovered that Ashley Sue had a hand busy in her panties as she
watched me pleasure her daughter. I thought, My Power strikes again.
****
Thirty minutes later, Ashley Lynn was more than
ready. As she lay on the bed, she watched wide-eyed as I condomed my cock. Then
I got on top of her, looked in her eyes, and said, “This is the last minute of
your virginity.”
She said, “I’m ready, but your face smells like,
you know, pussy.”
“Washing my face now would ruin the moment.
This problem will come up again in your life, by the way.”
She shrugged. “Then fuck me now, Mist—fuck me, Tim.
Put your cock in my pussy.”
I did—or I tried to. I got the tip in, and it hit
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