Cramped Quarters - Love Under Lockdown

Her smooth young cunt was glistening like a spring in the middle of the desert. I dove into her tender depths like a starving man, relentlessly devouring her sweet little pussy, bringing up banshee howls of pure delight.

Encouraged, I introduced my fingers, slipping two of them into her pussy hole, up to the second knuckle, working her tender folds as I focused my tongue on her hard clit, caressing it in light, fast swirls.

I honestly thought she might pass out from sheer pleasure, pressing her back against the wall as she began to quake with impending orgasm. She hit the stratosphere and started to slowly come back down to earth.

I kissed her lightly as she recovered, covering her precious pussy with warm kisses. Her hand was stroking my hair. There was nothing in the world but the two of us locked in the embrace of lovers, not quite knowing where it might all go.

“Can I suck your cock?” Rachel asked, nervously.

“Of course, babe,” I said, kissing her on the mouth.

Helping Rachel down onto her feet, she continued lowering until she was on her knees. She was naked except for the light silk robe hanging from her shoulders. Stroking her cheek, I let Rachel take out my cock, already at full hardness from the very sight of her luscious body.

Holding me in her warm hand, Rachel paused for a moment. Her eyes went wide. I’d figured she was probably a virgin, a suspicion attested by the tightness of her pussy. Though she was also pretty young, so it wasn’t final proof. But the look in her eyes told me that mine was the first cock she’d ever seen, at least in real life.

Whether her reaction was from wonderment or fear remained to be seen. Though it could have always been a combination of both.

“You okay, honey?” I asked her.

She nodded mutely, her eyes still locked on my cock. It was like she was trying to figure out what to do with it. With some guidance from me, Rachel smoothed the savage beast with some smooth, fluid strokes.

Getting braver, she opened her mouth and licked the head as she stroked, experimentally at first and then with much more enthusiasm, no doubt realizing it didn’t taste like she had feared.

Slathering my raging erection with succulent licks from her sweet tongue, running the course from my aching balls to my throbbing head, Rachel opened her mouth, subsuming the whole of the throbbing head and the first bit of the shaft.

As if still not quite sure where she was going with this, Rachel started to gently suckle the head while gently cupping my balls. It was as if she was afraid of being too rough, which wasn’t that silly of a notion. While my shaft was a bit heartier, particularly when hard, the head was super sensitive, similar to her clit.

With a breath of courage, Rachel slipped her lips even further down my cock, getting almost half of it into her mouth. The space was so spare that her tongue stroked flat against the bottom of my monster cock as she moved.

Squeezing my balls a bit harder but not enough to actually hurt, my sweet little virgin possessed a natural sense of pressure, and she started to suck hard and fast, eventually increasing in depth, until the head of my cock was grazing the back of her throat as she swallowed me deep. She wasn’t quite to the point of deep throating me, but she was close to it. I stroked her hair affectionately as she did her best to pleasure me, getting near the tipping edge of a massive orgasm.

It was going to happen. I was going to cum and it was going to be hard. I didn’t know if I should cum in her mouth and try to get it onto her face, or if I should shoot out my creamy load onto her big, full tits. I decided it was best to let her decide for herself.

“I’m cumming,” I said, giving her fair warning.

I could see the serenity in her eyes as she kept going, undaunted by the news. She was going to try and take it in her mouth. Fair enough, I would do my best to limit the ferocity to give her time to swallow.

It all worked out well. Instead of a massive torrent, flooding her mouth and nearly drowning her, the load came in intervals, five in all, giving her time to swallow one and catch her breath before receiving the next.

Guiding Rachel to her feet, I closed and retired her robe as she stowed my satisfied cock back in my pants, and we continued making breakfast.Chapter Fifteen - RachelI wasn’t sure where I was. At least not at first. The sun coming in through the window made it difficult to see clearly.