SURRENDERING MY INNOCENCE!…(4)

12th January

“Relax, Ana,” she said, pulling my hands in gently as she walked toward me.

“I’ll never do anything to hurt you. Take a deep breath and let me take the lead,” she whispered, lips grazing against the folds of my neck. I nodded okay, letting my fear disappear with the confidence in her voice.

She towered over me, eyes searching deeply into my core. Then she took off her singlet, slowly but deliberately.

My eyes went wide, anticipating what played beneath that masculine attire.

Her tits sprang free, spilling out of her singlet like they’d been dying to for so long.

My jaw dropped. We had been friends for almost ten years, and I had never seen her naked or even a glimpse of her nipples behind a shirt.

Aside the masculine biceps that protruded when she wore tight shirts , nothing else about this body looked anything like a man.

My eyes widen, lips suddenly moist with an aching desire to suck on those hard nipples that stared me right in the face.

I had never had a nipples in between my lips , but somehow this suckling reflex made my pussy thin.

Then she went further, pulling her shorts all the way to her ankles.

Her unclad body hooked me in. My jaw was still out of my control.

“Oh my god!” I exclaimed, eyes and

tongue-tied just the way she wanted. The soft room light stretched over her body so perfectly I almost didn’t recognize her.

Her nipples were rock hard, perky and full like she had been breastfeeding a child. Her sunken belly button trailed downward into her wide hips, her clearly shaved pussy lips making her look even more enticing.

I felt my stomach tighten slightly. I couldn’t tell if it was fear, anticipation, or confusion. Then she left nothing more to my imagination.

She dropped to one knee right in front of me, eyes catching my accidental gasps, her boobs bouncing as she moved.

Then she dragged off my pajama pants, all the way off, and tossed them far without looking.

Her head lowered between my legs like she was about to have a snack. I took in a sharp inhale. She noticed.

“Follow my lead,” she said, plunging two fingers into my warm lips and forcing me to suck on them. Then she spread my legs wide, her face held inches away from my juice-drooling folds.

“Mmmmm,” she said, taking in a deep breath as if she were savoring the smell of my pussy. “

You smell so good, Ana.” Her eyes held mine tightly. I moaned softly, legs wide apart and body vulnerable in a way that made my pussy beg.

“Shiiiiiiitttt,” I cried as she pressed her warm, hungry lips against my pussy. With every movement I felt her lips widen, take me in, and suck on my clit, sending waves of paralyzing sensation down my spine.

Her lips circled up and down the entire stretch of my clit and pussy opening, ending each circle with a vicious suck.

“Ahhhhh…” It felt so good I rolled my hips actively, the most amazing feeling rushing through my entire core.

She spread my legs even wider as she dug deeper to tongue-fuck me. Her tongue plunged in and out of my hole with rhythm. “Fuuuuck,” I moaned, grabbing the back of her head and pulling her in deeper.

Every lick and stroke ended with her tongue all over my pussy mound.

“Mmmmm,” she said. “I can’t get enough. You taste so good.” Her words stripped away the last of my control and I let it all out.

My moans grew louder as she plucked my nipples with each suck. She ran her entire mouth roughly side to side, like she wanted to devour everything left in me.

I never would have imagined her as an eater. Fuck! She ate me so good.

I rolled my hips faster and faster as her lip-flicking movements increased, splattering a mixture of my juices and her saliva all over my inner thighs.

I couldn’t stop imagining how she would taste. It was my first time, but I wanted to know what pussy tasted like she made it seem like some delicacy.

Her fingers slid in gently, without warning, spreading my walls slightly. I felt a sharp pain that came suddenly.

“Mmmm,” I groaned. “That hurt,” I said, fully aware I had lost my hymen a long time ago to strenuous exercise.

She said nothing, almost ignoring my groans, fingers and tongue still in motion, pace quickening.

“Oh, I think I’m going to pee, Jordan,” I cried, face crinkled. She ignored me, pushing her fingers deeper and deeper into my hole while her lips held my clit tightly.

“Ooooooooh!” I screamed loudly, my legs quaking uncontrollably. She pulled her fingers out of me suddenly.

A wide pool of squirt sprayed from my pee hole, my pussy tightening in strong, rhythmic pulses.

Jordan let her face sit proudly in the fountain of squirt that now soaked the entire thickness of the cotton bed cover beneath my waist.