The s*x Journey of A Virgin

2.4

“I wanna try lying face down on the bed,” Leah whispered. “And I want you to lie over me.”

I guess her little research had taught her something new.

“Oh, I’m sure I can do that,” Troy smiled, pecking Leah on the lips before he knelt to full height. His balls rubbed on her stomach as he shifted, his still-hard c**k proudly jutting out in front of her face, seeking attention. Leah couldn’t take her eyes off it causing Troy to peal the condom off and slyly rock forward a little. It was obvious what he wanted and it seemed like Leah wanted the same too.

She lifted her head and opened her mouth, silently asking for a taste and Troy was all too willing to oblige. “Just a little. That sweet little mouth of yours is too good.”

Leah’s pink lips closed around the head, and Troy moaned loudly, bucking his hips a few times as Leah sucked him in.

“I could come in your mouth so easily.” He groaned, his face plastered with a pained expression. He scooted back on his knees unable to take any more torture, causing his co*k to pop out of Leah's mouth. "Gosh, you've got me all worked up and ready to come...." Troy chuckled as, with a hand on Leah’s hip, he rolled her over like she weighed nothing. “But you wanted me to f**k you instead.”

Leah stretched out, spreading her legs as wide as she could, allowing Troy to maneuver easier between her thighs. He leaned over, discarding the used condom, and taking a new one. Then wiping his hand on the excess spillover of sheet, he ripped the package and slid the new one on.

Then sitting back on his haunches, he took a moment to admire the curvaceous body laid out before him like an offering. His hands skimmed over Leah’s legs and lower back, before spreading the cheeks of her ass to expose the pink luscious hole that beckoned him in.

But he seemed to have other plans first. He leaned over, blowing his hot breath against Leah’s hole, before rubbing his fingers through her folds, then he finger f****d her. She quivered and shuddered, her hyper-sensitive pu*sy already ready to c*m. But he pulled back and smiled before she could as he wrapped his juice-coated fingers around his condom covered c*ck and gave it a few long pulls.

“Ready?” He leaned over to whisper in Leah's ear as he placed his knees on the outside of Leah’s thighs, pressing his c**k against her.

But she was already a panting mess, answering instead by lifting her ass and moaning.

Troy chuckled as he guided his huge c**k to the waiting hole and slowly sunk inside.

I had a perfect view of Troy’s c**k as it sank into Leah, disappearing grease by grease. His big frame seemed to dwarf her, and Leah moaned louder with every inch.

As Troy pushed in further and further, Leah cried out, her hands fisting the mattress cover until her knuckles were nearly pale. She pushed her forehead down into the bed as Troy gripped her hips slowly pushing all the way in.

“Oh f**k," Troy whispered gruffly. “You feel so much tighter from this angle.”

Leah was past using words. The only sounds she could make were moans and gasps, a mixture of fresh pain and new pleasure, yet she never pulled away, never stopped him.

Yet, the thoughtful Troy stilled, giving Leah a moment to adjust as he leaned over her, running his hands up her back, over her shoulders, and up her arms, stretching them above her head. He touched all the skin he could reach before he started to thrust.

Slow at first and with a great show of self-control, despite the pained look on his face. He pulled his thick c**k out to the head, then slid back in, over and over again. Every time Troy thrusted in, Leah cried out, his name slipping from her lips like an erotic spell.

Troy leaned right over Leah, laying his weight partially on her back as he hammered every inch of his c**k deep in her pu*sy.

Leah gripped the bed, her fingers clenching tighter around the sheet as she clenched her eyes shut, groaning loudly.

“That’s what you like, isn’t it?” Troy murmured in her ear. “You like being held down and your pu*sy filled.”

Leah still couldn’t speak. Her only response was a keening sound as Troy rolled his hips and ran his hands up her arms.

Occasionally he nipped and kissed the back of her neck, his thrust growing more frantic with each round.

Leah spread her legs wider, her toes curling as she gripped the mattress cover above her head and screamed.

Troy leaned back slightly with his hands on Leah’s back as she raised her ass, seemingly begging for more. He looked down at where they were joined and a deep animalistic growl rattled from his chest. “f**k. You are so fu*king perfect.” Troy grunted with each thrust. “I’m not gonna last much longer,”

Leah moaned, finally finding the ability to speak. “c*m for me, please.”

She definitely knew what she wanted and she was asking for it, and the thought of that must have done something to Troy because he began mercilessly ramming into her, his hips slamming into her a*s, making it jiggle as he threw his head back and roared.

“f**k, I'm coming for you,” Troy grounded out, his voice raspy and strained.

He brought his arms down and hooked them under Leah’s shoulders, making her arch backward a little as he thrust in harder– more wanton, making Leah cry out in pleasure.

“I'm coming for you, Leah.... I'm coming.” Troy’s ass clenched as he pushed into her, driving Leah into the bed as he came deep inside her– well, the condom– pushing her off the edge of her own precipice of pleasure.

Fuck. I’d seen some hot scenes in my time, but this one was one of the best. They had… chemistry.

His whole body flexed, then stilled, while Leah moaned and her body shuddered.

I swallowed thickly, more turned on than ever before as I palmed my painfully throbbing d**k.

Now it was Troy who collapsed on Leah’s back with a laugh. “Fu*k.”

“Yeah, you sure did that to me.”

Troy burst out laughing as he rolled off of her and into his side. He quickly discarded the full condom, then he gently turned Leah onto her back and leaned in, covering her with his own body as he kissed her soundly. Her arms instinctively snaked around his neck as she kissed him back with equal fervor.

When they finally pulled apart panting, Troy held her close, cradling her as, with his eyes closed, he nuzzled into her hair. It was quite an intimate thing to do, and that surprised me.

Both of them laid there for a while before Troy broke the silence. “I thought I was supposed to be schooling you, not the other way around.”

Leah grinned beautifully. “By the way, I only came three. You said you’d make it four or more times tonight, so I guess we might need another session.”

Troy laughed, rolled away from Leah, and got off the bed. He collected his clothes from the floor, then knelt back on the bed, giving Leah a lingering kiss on her lips. “Well, then you know which box to check.”

He pulled away with a wink before turning to walk out of the room.

Leah sat up on the bed, her bun frizzy and in a mess, her lips red and swollen. She looked thoroughly f****d and sated, and I was pretty sure she wouldn’t be able to stop smiling anytime soon.

Did he really just promise her a third round? Well, this was becoming something new.

I just hoped Leah, being so young and naïve, knew better than to get her heart involved. I mean, I saw the way she looked at him.... But then again, I remembered the way he held her and kissed her, and I couldn’t help but wonder which of the two needed to be more cautious.

It was interesting, the way they just let themselves be, and maybe that's what made these two so unique.

I was now too invested and I made sure to make a note on my job sheet, just like I had done last week, stating that if these two ever met again, I wanted to watch. On duty, or not.

I mean, f**k I loved my job, and I was really starting to like these two. I couldn’t wait to see what would be in store for me if they ever came to visit again.