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“Wow Adam that’s quite a story you got there” Jamie told me, her mouth agape, her eye’s wide, and her shoulders squared up and facing me. I had her complete attention.
“Really; you think so?” I ask her truthfully not sure what to think. I’d never thought my story telling ability was that good. Hell amongst the guys at work I’ve never been known to tell a story anywhere near as well as most of them. Maybe I just had that effect when I was completely interested in the subject matter?
“Oh yeah Adam you’ve got me wanting to know more.” “Did you get to the “line” yet? I was so caught up in it I hope I didn’t miss it” Jamie admitted leaning further forward in her seat.
“No you didn’t miss it but it is coming up real soon, did you get to think of any of your own yet?” I asked with a raised eye brow. Not waiting to hear her answer I looked at my watch again to check on how much longer we’d be alone, not wanting the quality time to end but just as much wanting someone else to assist in deferring my attention away from Jamie. My wife and I had experimented before with other couples many years ago. It has allowed me to maintain some of my more predatory instincts with the opposite sex. Something I was cautious to do with Jamie as we had a great friendly relationship between us all and I didn’t want to fuck it up. 17:45 is what my digital watch read, we were due to make a dinner booking for seven o’clock and Elaine said she would be no later than six thirty. So I’d be given my length of rope to hang myself on if I wasn’t careful.
“Don’t put pressure on me now Adam, we haven’t even got all the way through yours yet.” Jamie replied with a short kick to my shins under the table and a fake displeased look on her face. Well-disciplined by myself and now by Jamie, I went to continue my story with a little less passion.

Jamie picked up on it immediately and said ”Hey I’m sorry Adam I didn’t mean to hurt you, are you ok?”
“Yeah, chicky. I’m all good that really smart’s” I say rubbing my leg in the hope she doesn’t pick up on anymore of my thoughts.
“I didn’t hurt you big man, with my poor little foot did I” she replies lifting her foot out of her shoe and turning over to the side almost a table level. Oh god she’s so much like me it’s scary… I grab her foot and tickle it just between the toes and receive the stifled screeching giggle until she wrestles her foot free of my grip. Now it’s my turn to laugh and I see I’m out of my mood and happy again to return to the story and Jamie pokes her tongue at me as she fold’s her arms across her breast. “Hurry up or you won’t get time to hear any of my stories.” She teases me. I just guess you find people how push your buttons sometimes…

“So Where was I oh that’s right”

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We were seated in the couch facing the TV. It sat up against the wall, length ways close to the front door. In the tropical weather of summer, I cursed the builder whom thought in his Infinite wisdom that the block of flats didn’t need ceiling fans. This made closing the wooden front door impossible if you didn’t want to be in an oven. With the screen door closed and the wooden door open we lazily watched TV, but someone must have been watching over me as there wasn’t anything worth watching. Although we were busy establishing our new relationship I found little words were spoken.

The tension was in the air yet again as my hand drew lazy circles on her exposed knee just inches from the hem of Mandy’s denim skirt. Mandy was becoming a fast learner and reciprocated in kind with her right hand on my left thigh. Mandy’s fingers were doing likewise caressing me through my board shorts with agonizingly slow strokes.

Mandy’s excitement was getting the better of her as I noticed her again and again stealing glances at me in the reflective light of the TV. I caught her staring into my crouch awaiting it to grow. She looked up again into my eyes knowing I was looking at her. She had the cutest smile plastered across her face; accentuated by the dimple on her left cheek, drawing me into her sky blue eyes. There was no mistaking it, she was measuring me against her image of the “one” and she wanted me. It was a shock, a privilege, and a burden.

I’d never taken advantage or mistreated the opposite sex before. I was brought up with in a complicated family if not strange, but loving environment; where sex and relationship attitudes were open to differing types and women should be treated with as much respect and men. I felt strange to know what I knew, to have power, and to be relied upon to keep her safe from harm (at this stage from herself and from me…). It was going to be a struggle but I do like a challenge.

I leant forward and kissed Mandy lightly on the fore head as she closed her eyes and searched out my right hand with her left turning into me. I took in her light fruity fragrance of her blond hair; as I looked down to see her face. She had the cutest and warmest smile I had seen. Mandy turned up her head and almost breathlessly asked “Kiss me; please.” I responded by leaning down further to complete the phenomenal task Mandy had given me. I felt like I could almost envelop her with the size difference between us.

She was so tinny compared to me and I think that’s what made her turn to jelly over the next few moments, as my hands continued to caress her thigh and back. With my right hand I used firm force to show her my intent and need to be with her; while with my left I proved my patience, moving in deft if not slow circles along her thigh homing in on the heat emanating from her lust. Mandy had not been content to stay still either. Her left hand was by now was so agonizingly close to my crouch that it was becoming extremely difficult to control my hips. Her touch was so light it pricked my hairs on end and sent tingles running along my skin where ever she touched. Mandy’s right hand had taken up placement on my chest. At first I thought it may have been a defensive move until she drew her fingers down to my six pack where she touched and feathered her fingers across each rise and crease in my abdominals.

The whole seen was teetering on the brink, caused by our complete loss of mental control. Our instinctual lust was brought so precisely and physically into the fray, which could only be from inexperienced lovers. My right hand grasped at her thigh; level with the hem of her skirt, as I was overcome with hunger. I felt Mandy’s fiery white flesh give under my firm grasp. In reaction; Mandy lifted her leg and placed it over my own. Bring the two of us closer again and inviting my hand further along her smooth leg toward her moist virginal white panties and opened legs.

She was innocent and yet willing to learn what her body could give to herself and others. She was still naive to the power and influence she could have if she were to use her body to its full extent, but alas not yet. She gasped in shock and surprise, breaking away from our heated kiss, more from her own movements and feelings than of mine. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, giving me the single to trace my fingernails along her thigh the last few inches toward her burning white hot panties.

I applied pressure onto the surprisingly wet material. I could feel her soft fair hair give little resistance as I cupped her moist pussy, savouring the sensation. Mandy’s head shot forward, her eyes level and intent on her target an undefinable grown escaped out her mouth.

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“The sight turned me on in a way I continue to look for from everyone I give pleasure too.” I tell Jamie.
“I could see that from you.” Jamie agrees tilting her head to the side as if imagining what that would feel or look like. “It’s something I love to do as also; there’s nothing quite like knowing when you’re doing a job well… Oh pun intended.” Jamie finished with a smile and giggle that would have melted the polar ice caps and I join in with a laugh of my own.
Taking in a quick breath calming myself I continue. “Well at that point my cock twitched growing harder, if that was possible?” I say feeling a stirring in my Lyons in what had to be memory…

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Mandy wrestled back some control and grabbed at my raging pole. It felt like a vice and she grabbed in through the materiel of my shorts. Now she had it, it was as if she didn’t know what to do with it (Which actually was true for her in this case). She stared in wounder of my cock and flinched as it pulsed in her small hand. I leant into her ear and said. “Stroke it; like you did my thigh” in a low deep voice. Her hand reacted to my instructions; as I too use my index and middle fingers to trace the outside of her moist lips. With soft sliding motions along her sodden knickers, I casually pinched her ever hardening clit between her lips. We both groan simultaneously brought on by the pleasure given to us by the other. Mandy in an effort to give as good as she got. Stroked with forceful and slow strokes, making me glad I had chosen such loose boxers and boardies. Or I’d have been in more pain than I had the night before. Instead I was in heaven; her hand was diabolical almost lifting me from the couch on her upward pull before a slow release and downward thrust.

Sex feeds on sex. The more you get the more you want. The more you give the more you get and as soon as we had touched each other’s sex. We fell past the point of no return. My fingers slid in through the elastic at the top of her panties. Brushing slowly down her slick wet hair to again cup her burning hot honey pot. Instinctively Mandy grabbed at the back of my head and moaned loudly into my open mouth, in an attempt to keep quite. It’s at this point I realise the front door is still open and I open my eyes to see if anyone was watching. With my lips still firmly attached to Mandy I see with more than a little surprise, my neighbour Pete had become our audience.

Pete and I had gotten along well in my time at the flat and I had even given him my old car for cheap to repair for his own, which is what he had been working hard on throughout the nights of late. It would seem he was taking a break and having a beer on his front door step as he watch the two of us fumble around on the couch. He smiled and gave me a wave and wink of encouragement. I just raised my eye brows in reply knowing I could do nothing more if I was going to continue my time with Mandy.

Oblivious to her surroundings and our new audience Mandy wanted to feel my flesh in her hand. “Can I touch it” Mandy asked in a husky little voice that belied her nervousness and want to do as much for me as I her. I nodded my agreement and assisted her in undoing the draw string from my boardies. Now with my fly undone, Mandy searched out my cock. “Oh god it’s so hard” Mandy spoke in a childlike wounder to my crouch more than to me. She lightly drew her fingers tips up and down its length; never fully grasping it in her hands, but just admiring the length and shape of it. It was the first time she had seen my or any other cock in the flesh as far as I could tell and she was captivated by it. She looked up at me and then back down to it again cooingly questioning it “let’s see how big you are.” As she wrapped both her small hands around my cock and slowly squeezed it.

Mandy had my cock firmly in her hands. With one hand around my base clutching where it met my balls and with its head just above her other hand; she was massaging my pre-cum with her thumb. I groaned with my head tilted to the ceiling “ah FUCK, ahhh.”
“Are you ok?” Mandy asked concerned loosening her grip and letting her bottom hand fall away for my throbbing member.
“Yes… I’m alright Mandy. That fff felt very good. I was just shocked at… how good!” I stuttered and spurted a reply settling her down somewhat. Her concerned look quickly turned into a mischievous grin as she had learnt her first lesson of sexual control. She once again continued to grasp and pull at my organ but with only one hand this time. I in retort to her ministrations dipped my finger into the fine nectar pooling at the bottom of her pussy. Her grin widen before we kissed again. We continued like this in a sea on moans, groans and kisses. I could smell the sexual excitement emanating through the air. Her wetness would have trickled down her thighs and onto the chair if not for the fact she was clothed. I’d need to fix that very soon I understood as my brain raced as fast as I could manage.

I reached up as if on auto pilot and undone the clasp of her bra one handed. I gave myself a mental high five for the success of a task I wasn’t accustomed with. Everyone had (and still does) always told me that was going to be hard but somehow I’d done it in no time at all. Strange what you can do under a little stress; some people react poorly stress but I was to find I always did my best work under it. With the shoulder straps still in place I reached under the underwire to feel her small breasts in my hands. In moments I felt her nipples harden against my palm. Mandy’s moan’s increased yet again, as did her hand movements in response. She latched onto my neck kissing and biting me in a haze of pleasure. This drove me on again to new heights of excess. I plunged my finger into her slick, hot cunt deeper and deeper again. I could Feel her inner muscles tighten against my raw intrusion.

I pumped my finger into her slowly; savouring the luscious looks of delight ebb and flow across Mandy’s face. She couldn’t stop her lust driving her on. Mandy wanted to feel more, do more but had not the imagination or experience to see what she could do next. This was unmistakable as I saw her weighing up the size of my cock and looking down to her own fuzzy mound that I was putting a match to oh so obviously. Looking down myself I witnessed the size of my cock had grown bigger than I’d ever seen it. Seized in Mandy’s hand, my throbbing cock was fully seven and a half inches long and was wider than her wrist. I stared questioning myself if it were possible to push the head of my painfully hard member into what was the tightest pussy I’d ever had the privilege to feel. “Was that going to be possible?” I thought.

Knowing I had to make a little more room if I was to get inside her. I withdrew one finger and replaced it with its partner continuing the rhythmic pumping that had so recently had her moving her thighs to clasp on to me, trying to prevent me from escaping her in time with my withdrawal. With two fingers now slick with her soaking excitement I slowly began to push them in side by side. Mandy gasped with a low deep moan, and held my cock with one hand and clutched my shoulder steadying herself with the other. Mandy held my gaze breathing hard “Ohhh, it hurts; go slow please”
“Are you ok?” I inquire with real concern. This moment was all about feeling good I never thought I would have hurt her. I was learning a little more than I was prepared for as her young cunt stretched to accommodate my intrusion.
“I always thought I knew so much about the world how naive I really was back then, poor girl.” I state to Jamie, looking back on it. Before I quickly continue…
“Yes, it hurts a little… But it feels good; please don’t stop” Mandy bargains, again waring with herself and now my judgement.

My fingers continue their very slow assault on her poor little radiating cunny. Pushing in and out, over and over again, I placed my thumb against the side of her clit; rubbing in tight little circles ensuring not to pull the hood back. In hope to sooth her discomfort. It was a glorious sight her inner folds were excited shades of bright pink, glisten wet with arousal and it was framed by a cute tough of dirty blond hair and damp thighs. Each time I’d draw out I’d search out a small bulge just an inch or so inside her, on the opposite side of her clit just above her clutching ribbed muscle band. As I did this I’d be on the receiving end of her whole pussy clenching me tighter in time with her now rhythmical hip movements. She was enjoying it more and more with each thrust. I looked over Mandy’s shoulder to the open door way. I could see Pete was still watching us yet had now finished his beer. He stood up, and he gave me a thumb’s up and knowing smile. Then went back to work on his car. I wondered how much detail had he seen? Oh well he wasn’t the kind of guy that would say much anyways. I’d have to check up on him in the morning, but now I had better things to think about.

I looked back to Mandy whose eyes were firmly in the back of her head. I thought “well at least she didn’t notice Pete.” “Do you want to go to a room” I ask her with more formality than I believed the situation required but what the heck I was nervous. Mandy’s eyes focused on me as I held my fingers still; pressed at her entrance with my thumb no longer moving against her clit. It took only a moment nevertheless I knew to her it was much more. Mandy agreed with a nod of her head and withdrew her hand from my aching dick. We stood in a rush collecting our clothes to ensure they came with us.

I had to rush awkwardly into Kelly’s room as he had the double bed (A standing agreement between the two of us). Trying not to trip and make a “rock show” of the operation, as that was close to the surface of my thoughts. It was hard to move with my pants slowly creeping closer to my knees. It felt more like a sack race than a genital stroll into Kelly’s room and if I had fallen it would not only hurt but be the most embarrassing thing yet to occur to me. I took up a position with my back to the bed and facing Mandy. We were a mimic of each other standing straight backed and nervous with our hands by our side. The two of us were looking to each other questioningly as to where to go next. I needed to break the tenses silence that had so swiftly imposed itself on us. The likes that which could only be put onto a couple that had never believed they could be in this predicament.

I released my shorts and let them fall to the floor and unbuttoned my shirt from top to bottom slowly. Not wishing to go down the same path we had the night before. I looked deeply into her eyes hoping that I’d made the right move. I mean what more could I do, I was standing to attention with my flag pole at full mast waiting for her move. Mandy took in the sight before her, appraising the statue of flesh hard and ready for her. A flash of recognition move across her face after looking down to my member. She knew it was because of her that I was standing there before her; no one else and it empowered her to move in unhurried motions. Mandy took in a big breath and pulled off her polo shirt and bra; before unbuttoning the fly of her skirt to let it fall also.

Mandy stood before me for the first time; solid and flauntingly naked except for her white cotton panties which by now were soaking wet and translucent. The wet material was showing through to her dirty blond fluff of pubic hair. The colour of her panties where previously close to the same colour of her skin virginal white yet now her body was flush with heat and her pert breasts, and cheeks were a rosy shade of pink. I was drawn further up her body toward her bright sky blue eyes bearing into me. The image will last with me for as long as I shall live. Mandy was a tiny little virgin standing before me wanting nothing more than to please me. I shivered in apprehension as the devil and saint of my concisions warred for control of my soul at this epoch in my life.

I moved into her, ignoring the two sides of my conscious and looked to instinct to lead me to happiness for the two of us. “Hell it had got me this far right?” I’d thought. I genuinely smiled as I grasped Mandy around the waist as my fingers traced the hem of her knickers slightly above her petite arse. “Mandy this feels great, and if you don’t want to do anything, all you have to do is say so at any time ok?” I state factually, trying to remove any pressure that may still be lingering within her mind of my intentions.
“No Adam; I want this, I want you. I’m just not sure I can get this inside me...” Mandy responds reaching down to squeeze the head of my cock. “I’m certain; that will hurt me.” She indicated in what was now quickly becoming the normal way, by lightly squeezing me. She was punctuating her sentences and watching my facial expressions in study of how she could influence me.
“Well; um if just two fingers hurt you… I guess we’ve got some work ahead… of us then?” I state with a questioning raised eyebrow. Mandy was now punctuating my sentences as well, “ahhh god.” I moan into her ear. “What had I created?” This just felicitated yet another wicked grin for Mandy for my troubles.

Mandy seized hold of me and fell to the bed, turning as she went to have me on top of her. We kiss again, slowly and with feeling. We were savouring the sweet taste of each other in our mouths, when Mandy took hold of my shoulders drawing me down on top of her tighter. My weight was pressed against her skin. I could feel the heat radiating from our bodies like two pieces of firewood awaiting an ember to cause a flame. The exquisite feeling of her hardened nipples as they pressed into my tight chest, was something to behold, my breath was caught in my throat at the moment of recognition. My breath was becoming more laboured the more and more I concentrated on the physical feelings of my now sensitive skin. My head and body were on fire, I was competing constantly with myself not to rush and drive my aching hardness into Mandy’s slick quim. I could feel her involuntary hip movements in response to my own. She would thrust up in time with my own, shuddering into my mouth with every passing second.

I wanted to taste her, to devour the tantalizing flame feeding our feelings more and more. I nipped
and kissed my way along to her jaw line to her earlobe, where I felt her shiver into me and whimper “oh… yes… please… ahhhhh.” I took her lobe between my lips and pulled lightly with my teeth, tickling it with my tongue in response to her incessant hip movements and whimpering. Mandy’s head tilted to the side exposing her neck to my mouth as I continued my rain of kisses south along the contours of her body. I dragged my lips along the inside of her neck to her colour bone and then between the cleft of her small breasts. My body continued its slow descent as I slid my skin against hers, causing ripples of excitement to rush through me. My actions forced yet another moan from her lips as I began to tease the contours of her mounds with both my fingers and mouth.

I worked my charmed fingers, pulling at her skin lightly with my tip’s on one hand as I described a trail with my smooth fingernails across her other breast, navigating it in ever decreasing circles toward her tight nipple. I placed light butterfly kisses across one breast to the next, until I could feel her shake and plead, imploring me with indecipherable sounds unable to take any more. That’s when I took her nipple into my mouth and applying the tiniest suction, I pushed Mandy’s nipple against the roof of my mouth with my tongue. Mandy’s back arched in response to my ministrations forcing yet more of her into my mouth. Closely after I took her nipple into my mouth I came to the summit on top of her other hill and my fingers cheered as they closed on the tip with the slightest of pressure.

Mandy pulled my head into her embrace tightly feeding more of her flesh into my mouth. I was taking almost all of her breast into my mouth before she shuddered, releasing me to move again placing kisses cross her chest with and more under her breast. Feeling the flow of things increasing in pitch I moved straight to her nipple flicking it with my tongue open mouthed as she watched. “Oh god Adam, Please don’t stop!” Mandy exclaimed in high pitched voice. I pinched her other wet nipple between my fore finger and thumb, watching it slip form my grip again and again. Her head lifted off the pillow as she described a wordless scream of delight as her body reacted to the first electric shocks of pleasure of this scale ever in her life.

Extricating my mouth from a place that drove her to new heights of pleasure was so hard to do; if it weren’t for my complete faith I could still show her more. “I truly believe this is the event where I became a slave to giving pleasure to my partner” I tell Jamie, looking to the evening sky in memory of all the times where this had occurred.
“Elaine must be a very lucky girl; I can only imagine what you could do.” Jamie says. I missed all but the fleeting last facial expression as she hides her face in a new coffee, which was now set before her and I. Was that intrigue or embarrassment I saw? And where did the coffee come from? I must have completely missed that Jamie had us served whilst I continued the story. I take a swig of the warm café latte in front of me and continue…

It’s at this stage I found myself with my teeth latched on to Mandy’s sopping wet knickers. The light musky perfume permeated the air, and it had my head reeling. I lightly pulled at the top of the elastic feeling it give way until my chin was resting on her blond curls. The elastic rolled down her left hip about an inch, but the other side was stubborn and in need of more attention. I released my grip with my teeth and moved up again planting a wet kiss on her opposite hip before I dragged my teeth across her delicate skin and bit into the hem and pulled. She was trying in vain to hold back the moan that escaped her lips. Mandy raised her hips after taking in a great lung full of air. Mandy’s panties were now below the crease of her arse and I decided to grab onto the crouch of them with my mouth again to savour the honeyed taste as I pulled them to her ankles and off her feet.

Finally Mandy was bear as I was and open before me like she had never been before. She was vulnerable, delicate, and exposed for the taking. I’d never wanted to sully another person’s moralities more in my life, to turn this holeyer than thou into a corrupt and dirty vixen. The power rush was unexpected and more than a little evil. I can’t say I didn’t like it but it was against my scruples.
“holey shit Adam! You didn’t; did you? Wow…” Jamie blurted out, whilst crossing and uncrossing her legs yet again. I was starting to wonder what was making her so uncomfortable. I responded to her in a flash “I’ll get to it, chicky just settle down. Where almost there… Don’t get your panties in bunch.” Feigning frustration with a frown on my face, hoping I’d get a rise from her. But no not to be I just watched her straight faced looking intently into my eyes as she tenses and un-tensed her lower body…

There I was with my hands on the outsides of her thighs moving up and down delicately across the goosed bumps, running the length of Mandy’s upper legs. My smooth boyishly stubbled cheek pushing up her inner thigh, which caused yet another shiver and squeak from my little girl. Her Pussy was now so close I could almost taste it; it was covered in a light growth of blond curls. A colour I’d not seen and I was taking my time to study my catch, as my fingers tickled her hips and abdominals. “Adam… please.” Mandy begged. Not wanting to say the ‘naughty’ words that she was now so desperate for me to do for her. I obliged her wants with my hands as they came down to expose her sex before me, lightly brushing her hair apart and separating her folds. Her inner lips were glistening with anticipation. I was overcome with the beautiful sight before me. Instinctually I felt the drive to taste her sex and stated so “I want to taste you.” converting my thoughts into words. I could only hear her light moan in answer. I asked again “Do you want me to kiss you?” Mandy only nodded in agreement, but by now I need to hear more from her. “What do you want me to do to you?” I spoke directly into her open pussy, causing her to shiver with lust as the heat of my breath transferred onto her lips.
“I want you to lick me; lick my CUNT.”
“Yes ma’am” I responded instinctively without thought and moved in.

I pressed my lips into her and laid a teasing little kiss onto her clit, provoking yet a new cry of desire from her lips. My tongue sort to traverse it’s way around the folds of her flesh; mimicking the actions I took on her breast, moving from the outside toward the inner edges of her opening. Her delicate hair was slick with exhilaration and deliciously tickled my nose which was now resting just above her most profound of erogenous zone. She tasted as sweet as honey, the texture of mango nectar. Her inner flesh felt like a firm peach, giving way to my probing soft tongue. Eager to give more pleasure I pushed my stiffened tongue as deep as I could. I lured more and more of her sweetness into my mouth as she writhed under my slow assault. I was in awe to her taste and wanted more and more but the ache in my own Loins needed release.

I moved up onto the bed, maintaining my face in position above her pretty pussy, whilst bringing my hip’s up beside Mandy’s head. I stopped my attentions on Mandy’s sex long enough to witness Mandy looking at the object twitching before her. Through both shock and recognition to what I was intending shone form her young face. She held my rod in her hands as if it were to be revered. With both of her small hands holding it one on top of the other from base to top, my bulging head was still in view. I broke her trance when I told her “kiss it.” This had the effect of making her look down to me and then back up to what must have been the biggest and only cock she had seen. Bright eyed and unsure of herself Mandy leant forward with her head and pulled at my cock with both hands planting a peck on the head with her lips. She continued to do this around the head as if it were a friendly peck on the cheek. The effect was agonising, I couldn’t concentrate for a few moments of frustration. “ohhh” I breathed letting out my tension. ”that’s it. Now just; put it in your mouth and ahh suck on it…” “Treat it like a lolly pop Mandy” I instruct her as to previous partners attempts that we sure to make me feel good.

Mandy hesitated, her mouth on the cusp of pushing onto my member. She seemed to be deciding if it was a worth corrupting herself for the effort. Quickly seeing her issue I took it upon myself to help her along and pushed a digit into her, having the effect of ever so slowly stretching her pretty pussy. Sensing her need for more convincing I teased her clit with light flicks of my tongue. That must have done the trick as I immediately felt her push her mouth over the head of my cock. She began to use her tongue to taste and tease the pre cum from me with each bob of her head. We were locked in a sixty nine pushing each other on with greater and greater yearning.

I could feel the pressure mount within Mandy in ever increasing volumes as she tried to gasp around my cock. Mandy was pulling and squeezing at my throbbing rod with two hands. All the while she tried to devour as much of me as would fit in her mouth. I was grateful of her efforts and showed as much my licking her with more gusto than I thought possible. My finger was joined by a second and then a third as her pussy stretched to accommodate them. Her pussy began to make dirty slushy sounds in time with her croons of lust. Her pussy began to grip onto my intruding fingers, gripping and milking them on each time they were withdrawn. It was like she couldn’t bear them to part from her.

We were throwing ourselves around like mad with the yearning for release. It was hard not to hear Mandy’s siren call of orgasm when it came. She lifted her head away from my cock and pulled it harder and harder as her body shook uncontrollably. Mandy’s vaginal mussel’s spasmed; gripping my fingers tight, while her legs clamped my hand in place. It was hard not to notice Mandy’s first ever orgasm.

“It turned me on!” I told Jamie outright. “Listening to her squeal and cry out was something else…” I was finding it hard to describe my emotional/physical attachment to not only my partner but the opposite sex, to Jamie. Why only god knows, it’s at this point I lifted my gaze to see her reaction. She was rapped “Adam I’ve never heard any man try to describe why they love hearing it.”
I swallow and tried fighting the thoughts of having all man kind’s hopes on me, describing our attraction to the opposite sex. I mean what the hell; I had to describe why I liked the other sex? That’s a hard one; I mean why do I breathe… “When I hear my partner’s enjoyment I can close my eyes and feel a tingling sensation as my blood courses through my body to push me onward and over the edge.” I state realising it came out with very little thought all. “The attraction has to be there of course…” I state in a question as I raise my arms in support.
“Of course… who would ever fuck someone you weren’t attracted to” Jamie agrees and then incriminates herself in the next sentence with a sly smile, as if questioning my own character and story.
“Are you leading on to a story of yours?” I question with a smirk of my own.
“Noooo, you are yet to finish this one first.” Jamie coos, “come on let’s hear the end of this?”
“Alright but you owe me now” I say with almost no spine at all now. I know I can’t leave it like that, I feel the need to finish as much as she does to listen.

Mandy’s orgasm continued for what feels like a full two minutes but in the end; I’d have no idea how long it would have taken. In the excitement I was concentrating on her pleasure to only fight off my own incoming tsunami of sensations. As Mandy regained her senses somewhat and she wanted reciprocate the intense pleasure I’d given to her. My first clue of her pleasure’s fading was when I felt her lips along my inner thigh and her hands gripping at my shaft. She continued to pull at my shaft rubbing the head against her nipples, moving it form one to the next as she felt the need to antagonise herself. Her Lips were magic drawing more and more pleasure from my tight balls into the base of my throbbing cock. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my veins crying out for release. I was shocked that it wasn’t just my body crying out; I was physically caught in a wordless shout. I was closing on my own orgasm at break neck speed.

I lifted up my upper torso as I grunted a warning of my approaching release. “I m go na c cum.” I manage to blurt out only moments before one, then two spouts of cum spray forth from my cock, to splash her flat abdomen. Mandy took in a big breath in shock to the first jets of hot cum that splashed down onto her. My cock continued to lurch in quick secession another three to four more times that left her small frame covered in cum from her belly button to her colour bones.

Mandy was a good girl still milking the remnants of my seed form me when I looked down on my handy work. “Wow what a gorgeous and dirty mess.” I thought to myself. “Who’s responsible for that? Yours truly, that’s who!” My head thought that teamed up with my body had not only done a good job but had won the grand finale. Her eye’s shone brighter than I would have thought possible, and as she looked into my own she smiled and kissed the head of my cock. She was my angelic hero who then followed those beautiful actions by licking her lips clean, only to flinch as she tasted cum for the first time. Wow what a trooper! She had does so very, very well for a night of first’s.

“Yeah, yeah we all grow up but something’s never change. Don’t judge me on one story” I state to Jamie knowing I need to explain myself.
“You’re all alike, you just want to make and break everything.” Jamie shrugged.
“If we’re all so alike why does it take you girls so long to pick and choose?” I retort with a little more hurt pride than I could catch myself from putting into the barbed come back.
“Hey; careful now, what’s wrong with Elaine is there something you’re not telling me Adam?”
“No I’m more than happy with Elaine; I was just thinking further back in the past than I should be. I’m sorry; please forgive me.” I ask clasping my hands together and bowing head. Jamie touches the top with a little tap and say’s “Yes Jimi you’re alright.”

I stepped away from Mandy’s cum covered body to get the full scope of the situation. She lay on the bed exhausted and literally covered in my cum. It was beginning to run down to cover more of her white flesh. I’d never seen anything like it and said the first thing that came to my mind “Wait there I’ll go get you a towel.”


“So that’s how that came about” I say finishing my story.
“Amm, Adam; what happened next.” Jamie questions me biting her finger in the hope to distract her excitement.
“Well we didn’t have sex, then or any other night actually. Mandy couldn’t relax and was forever worried I’d hurt her… In which she would have been right, but alas not to be.” I explain with a shrug twirling the dreg’s of my coffee around in the cup before me.
“Really? I don’t believe you.” Jamie protests crossing her arms across her chest, huffing.
“No really I couldn’t do it to her. I kept feeling I would cheat her out of having a man that care about her more than I did. I mean sure I liked her but there was a lot of work to do and I didn’t have the patients.” I lied I couldn’t bring myself to bear the weight of responsibility she had place in me to do her right.
“Adam you should have, I know so many women that gave themselves to complete arseholes their first time.” Jamie spoke in her charming, sweet voice with more than a hint of genuine belief.
“No, I couldn’t she was… too corruptible. If I had taken her, there may have been no chance of her coming back.” I state with a cock sure grin, nodding thinking what that would have looked like. When I’m suddenly bombarded with flashes of Little Mandy on her knees, then with a collar around her neck, seeing her luridly dancing on the dance floor in one of the club’s with a few girls and beckoning me over. I shudder in my seat, knowing how close those excited day dreams could have been, but also the effects that may have had on her psyche. “The work that would have that would have taken… I’m not sure if it would have been worth it” I tell Jamie frankly whilst broadly grinning.
“You are one Naughty boy Adam.” Jamie sniggers shaking a finger at me with one sided grin that seems to frame her face in the twilight like a piece of pop art.

I look down to my watch and it now show’s 18:25 I realize in shock that we’d been talking for well over half an hour. “Hey Jamie it’s getting close to our booking time. You want to head off and go to the Bar and wait at the restaurant?” I question lifting my head from my watch to note Jamie looking to high right at nothing. I presume from prior experience that she’s in thought of what I can only presume we’d been talking about. I feel a little pride as I recognise that it’s with a smile on her face as she doses this. Jamie comes back down to earth and shakes the thoughts from her head and blushes immediately, embarrassed at being caught in mid thought. “Yeah Jimi, that sounds like a plan. I’ll just text Nate and Elaine that we’ll meet them there.” She states giddy still shaking thoughts from her head. I take my leave to pay the bill and approach the casher. Dressed in black from head to toe Darren; the name badge read, had the usual brown hair, but frosted at the tips. Along with a goatee beard and spreader earing in his left ear Darren was the image of the city Uni student.

“Hey how much for the coffee buddy?” I state with a smile taking in the stereotypical look Darren had in a glance and just wonder why. But who am I to judge I think as Darren hand’s me the bill in a small rectangular plate. I peruse through it confirming the items and prices, when Darren coughs into his hand. I look up, and he’s smiling broadly at me. I raise my eye brow and smirk questioningly at him. He’s bouncing from on foot to the other awaiting me to speak. “what’s up mate?” I ask.
“You guys must have some fun... I’m sorry, what I mean is that the two of you make a great couple and if that even some of your story is true she’s total wrapped up in you mate.” With a surprising smile, whilst looking over my shoulder admiring Jamie. I thought to correct the poor kid who must have been close to a decade my junior. But that would have taken too long as he was if my guess was right infatuated with the way Jamie looked. I just smiled back in a smug happiness and passed him the cash and a nod, before Jamie could make it over.

Jamie wanted to pay of course and asked me on our way out for the price, but when I refused she just tried to put money in my hand. “Look, Jamie just buy me a drink when we get there and we’ll call it even.” I said trying to put an end to her cute display of friendship that happened every time I went out with her. “No Adam; we had two coffees and I want to do my share, and besides you gave me a story.” Jamie protests in that teacher talking down to a student voice she had perfected, grabbing my arm by the bicep with two hands in the process. “Well make it two drinks and that story isn’t free; one for one chicky.” I state taking her arm in mine as we walked to the inner city restaurant.