The s*x Journey of A Virgin

2.2

Troy gripped Leah’s as*s pulling her closer as he buried his head between her thighs. With a reflexive response Leah slightly squatted, gripping her dress tighter as she looked down at him.

His tongue and mouth seemed to work overtime, licking and sucking as Leah began bucking her hips, feverishly rocking her p***y against his mouth.

Troy tilted his head. His mouth opened wider, his tongue flicking and slipping between Leah's slicked folds. His flattened tongue ran back and forth across her swollen clit making her squirm as she threw her head back.

Her climax seemed inevitable, especially with the onslaught of Troy's skilled tongue, working her into a frenzy.

I was already at the edge of my seat, my eyes fastened on the screen as Leah moaned and groaned, her heels lifting off the ground to gain more traction of her p***y to his mouth.

When Troy pulled back slightly, taking his lips off her, for a split second, to take a deep breath, Leah instinctively, freed a hand and gripped the back of Troy’s head, pulling him back as she jutted her hips forward.

“More, Troy…” She desperately panted like one on the verge of a climax.

Troy groaned– a deep low growl in his throat, as Leah's hand gripped his head tighter, pushing him down. He started licking again, furiously now– desperate, fast, needy.

I watched as his hand slid between her legs. Then a finger– no, not a finger but two fingers – suddenly disappeared as he thrusted upwards.

Leah screamed, her hand dropping to his shoulder as she squeezed, her nail digging into him. But Troy just kept thrusting, thrusting, thrusting, in and out, the wet sound of his fingers f*****g into her, creating a rhythm that harmonized with his tongue on her clit.

I waited for it to happen. I knew it was coming–

“I’m going to c*m, I’m going to–“ and just like that, Leah's body began to convulse, she was coming hard.

Troy pulled back his head mere seconds before Leah's thighs snapped close, trapping his hand between her legs in a vice grip, her hips still bucking up again and again against his hand.

Troy smiled, licking his glistening lips as he looked up at Leah's dazed face, her eyes appearing dark and hooded with lust.

Then the unthinkable happened, Leah pulled Troy’s face up and smashed their mouths together. It was a hard, deep kiss, and it completely took Troy by surprise, causing a smile of amusement to linger on his face when the kiss finally ended. Leah gave a sheepish grin as she licked her lips, savoring the taste of the juices that now stained her palette.

“Like how you taste?” Troy cheekily questioned, bringing his c*m coated fingers up to her lips. Leah licked them from their base to their tip before sucking them into her mouth with an erotic groan that made my di*ck painfully ache.

Damn, she was turning out to be every man's wet dream.

"I take that as a yes?"

Leah chuckled with a nod as she released his fingers with a pop that had his co*k throbbing until he could take it no more.

"Come" Troy beckoned as he quickly stood, grabbing Leah’s dress from her grip. He pushed it over her head by the hem, then discarded it on the ground. “Get on the bed.”

A naked Leah cat-crawled onto the bed and I couldn't tell whether it was deliberate or not but her a*s shook tantalizingly and I found myself squeezing my di*k with a graon.

Then she laid down on her back, legs spread, her wet pu*sy plastered on my screen, staring back at me. Troy bit his lips as he reached down to pull her shoes off.

"I thought I was supposed to be taking care of you tonight?”

Troy smiled, his eyes raking up and down her body. “You will be, believe me....”

With one finally lingering glance at her face, Troy knelt on the bed and crawled up Leah’s body, kissing his way up her thighs, her hips, teasingly licking up her stomach, until he found a n****e. He flicked it with his tongue, listening to the melodious sound that escaped her lips. “But first, I want you to tell me what you want to do.”

“Oh, umm” Leah looked lost, barely registering what he was saying. And when Troy sucked on her n****e, Leah hissed. “Oh, fu*k.”

"Of course, we are definitely going to do that." Troy chuckled, turning his attention to the other n****e. “But how do you want it... do you want to ride me?”

“Um-HUhhh.” Leah practically squealed, arching her back as Troy's tongue circled one n****e while his fingers pinched the other.

"Okay.” Troy laughed, deciding to hit pause on what he was doing. He looked up at Leah, amusingly shaking his head. “I think if I keep doing that, you’d agree to just about anything.”

Leah flashed a guilty grin. “Probably.” Then she took a deep breath, her voice a mere whisper. “I’ll agree to anything you want me to do.”

Troy settled his weight on his elbow, a slight frown appearing on his face as his tone, though tender, became a bit more serious. “Leah, you need to be able to say no. Don’t let someone take advantage of you and start something you can’t stop, okay?”

Leah looked at him, almost tempted to revert to her shy self as she nodded. But what I saw was his protectiveness which seemed to go beyond the duties of his job. It wasn't just his words but the look– one of genuine care.

“So, tell me what you want to do?” Troy asked again, his voice unable to hide his desire for her. “What have you fantasized about doing with me?”

Leah, fighting to keep her gaze on him, bit her lips. “Well, um, I thought I could try being on top.” She hardly sounded convincing.

But to Troy’s credit, he went along with it. He had the patience of a saint. Or maybe he got off on teaching the newbie. I had no clue.

“Okay, so how about you show me just how you pictured yourself f*****g me." Troy smiled before pecking Leah’s lips– I think it was to hide his smile. “Are you ready to start?”

“Um….”

Troy’s voice was like gravel and honey. “Tell me to lie down on the bed. Dominate me. Tell me you’re gonna f**k me.”

Lean blinked, shocked, but then smiled as she felt his hanging co*k twitch against her stomach. “Lie down. I wanna fu*k you.”

Troy bit his lips, trying to hide his excited smile as he rolled off of her, lying on his back. "Grab the condom from my pants pocket" He pointed to the ground where the discarded pants lay.

She reached down and grabbed it, handing it to him. I saw her watching intently as he slid it on, her invested eyes taking mental notes.

Then Troy laid back down. He widened his legs and stretched his arms out, as his eyes closed, completely at ease.

Leah climbed over him, straddling him, her knees planted on either side of his hips.

"Remember you're in control. Just relax and have fun,” he breathed as his eyes fluttered open, starting at the gorgeous body hovering over him.

Leah nodded as she reached down between her legs to grab the steel co*k in her hand.

I held my breath as she aligned her entrance with his tip, my c**k twitching with anticipation.

Then slowly she lowered herself down, moaning as she rubbed his tip through the slickness of her folds.

He groaned, an explicit slipping from his lips as he gripped the sheet, no longer in control of his breathing. “Gosh, you're such a tease,” Troy grunted, bucking his hips up as his knuckles whitened from his tightening grip on the sheet.

Leah seemed lost to the taste of pleasure as she moaned, his tip dancing in her juices, sliding up and down. After a minute or so, Troy cracked with a groan, “Leah, I’m ready.”

“Are you sure?”

Troy barked out a strained laugh. “Sure? Leah, I’ve been ready the minute I saw you." He held her gaze. "I need to be in you. Now.”

Leah smiled, his words like a boast to her ego as she pressed in slightly, a faint grimace forming on her face. Yet still, she pressed him deeper.

Leah paused, almost hesitantly, but then, with a sharp, stifled squeal, she dropped herself down, biting her gorgeous full lips hard as she shivered for a few moments. Her eyes snapped shut in blissful agony. She was already panting but I knew the ride had only just begun.