Freshman (First Time 3)

She started to claw at the belt of my shorts as I fingered impossibly tight pussy, yanking at the buckle and then pulling at my zipper. I groaned as she reached inside, and grinned as she gasped as her small fingers brushed against my thick, throbbing hot cock. Gently, she started to push my shorts down over my hips, and she gasped again as she pulled my cock right out.

Chelsea’s jaw dropped, her eyes as big as saucers as just stared at my cock. Her small little hand looked even smaller with my big dick against it, and as she slowly let her fingers wrap around my girth, I could see her breathing almost as heavily as I was. I had to smirk; apparently, those college boys didn’t deliver any like what I was packing.

She wrapped her fingers around me, circling as much of the thick girth as she could before she started to pull on me; stroking me.

“Like this, Mr. Harding?” She whispered, looking up with wide, hungry eyes at me as I slid my finger deep into her dripping wet, sweet little pussy.

“Just like that, honey.”

Jesus, this girl had stroked a cock or two before, right?

I leaned down to her neck again, biting the skin there as her small and stroked my cock, and I heard her gasp as she brought her lips to my ear. “I want you to put it inside of me, Mr. Harding."

I groaned and throbbed in her hand as my finger curled and rubbed inside of her. She pulled me closer before I could say anything, bringing the head of my cock to rest against the slick, soft lips of her cunt.

"Mr. Harding, I- I want- I want you to be my first.”

OH HOLY FUCKING CHRIST.

My eyes went wide and my jaw dropped as I suddenly pulled back from her. “What? Honey, no. Holy shit no.” I stared at her, very aware at how even as I protested, my cock was growing even bigger. “Chelsea! I can't! Your father- Jesus!"

I tried to pull away from her grasp, but I know she could feel my cock twitch and jump in her hand, throbbing against her pussy even more even as I tried to protest.

Her face fell a little though. “Don’t- Oh, God, don’t you want me?”

Fuck.

My dick twitched against her slit as I growled and mashed my mouth against her small, innocent, virgin lips. “More than you fucking know, honey,” I growled. “I wanna fill you with every inch of my big cock. I want to feel my balls against your ass as I fuck bare, and I want to feel you come all over my cock as I fill you up with my cum.”

She moaned, the sound so fucking sweet and so fuck primary sexy at the same time. I groaned as I felt her reach for my cock again, her fingers sliding over the velvety skin. “Please, Mr. Harding?” She whispered, her eyes pleading with me as her small fingers slid up and down over my pulsing shaft. She pulled me closer, pressing it against her tight, virgin teen pussy. “I’ve wanted this for so long,” she whispered.

My hesitance cracked as the head of my cock slipped against those soft lips, and I groaned. “Are you sure?” my voice was like gravel as I tried to hold back; tried to hold back from shover her arms over her head, throwing her legs over my shoulder, and fucking her so hard she wouldn’t be able to walk straight. “Chelsea, I don't think you know what you're do-”

“I want this, Mr. Harding. I've always wanted this with you; for you to be my first,” she husked at me, her voice thick with adult lust and her eyes begging. “Please.”

And just like that, my hesitation crumbled completely. My mouth crashed against hers, and she moaned as she started to eagerly pull my cock against her.

Suddenly, I broke away, my mouth kissing down her neck and over her breasts. My cock slipped from her hand as I moved further down, and looked up as she gasped to see hesitance in her face. “Mr. Harding, where are you-"

"Shhh, honey; lie back. I'm going to make you feel good."

It suddenly hit me just how innocent this girl was. Not only had no other man ever been inside that sweet little cunt I was inching towards, but it seemed no one had ever even done this to her. How in the world had no one ever managed to taste the sweet young honey I could already smell between this sexy fucking girl’s incredible legs?

She gasped and threw her head back as my tongue slid wetly against those pink lips, and she cried out as my tongue dragged up through her slit and curled around her throbbing clit. My finger pressed back against her opening and slid inside as I wrapped my lips around her clit and gently tongued it. It was like a fast track to a climax, and I could already feel her young body clenching and seizing as experienced tongue and fingers quickly and gently coaxed her towards that climax.

Her first, at the hands of a man.

With a loud moan and a cry, she came hard against my face, her hands in my hair as her sweet juices flowed out of her and coated my chin. I kept tonguing her clit and fingering her tight channel right through her climax, keeping her floating like that as she whimpered and moaned and made these cute little mewling sounds.

When I pulled away and sat back, she suddenly jumped on me. Yanking the rest of her bikini top from her body, and pushing me back, she jumped into my lap and kissed me hungrily. I knew she could taste the sticky sweetness of her own pussy on my lips, and when she hungrily sucked my bottom one into her mouth, licking at her taste there, I could feel my cock surge between us.

I could feel my throbbing cock pulsing hot between our bodies as I ground myself against her, feeling her hands clutching at my back as she kissed me.

She reached down between us, raising up slightly, and wrapped her fingers around my cock. I looked down and watched her face tense as the head eased against her opening, like she was having a momentary feeling of panic wondering how in the world I was going to fit something that big inside her tight young pussy. “I’m gonna go slow, baby,” I growled, wondering as my cock slipped through her sweet folds how in the fuck I was going to hold up to that promise. All I wanted to do was shove balls deep in side of her and pound her sweet cunt like I wanted to until my cum ran down her thighs. But of course, I wasn’t going to do that.

Not this time, at least.

She gasped as she pulled me in, feeling my fat head part her tender lips. I groaned and pushed up as she slowly sank down, sliding the fat head of my cock through her wet lips to slide inside. Her jaw went slack as I felt myself press up against something - her hymen, and she whimpered as she slowed for a second.