Candy and Kisses

She knew she had a bit of a wild side but she could never really let loose, certainly not within the confines of her 3-year old relationship with her first and only love. At 18, it felt like her whole life was ahead of her -- so many things to do, so many places to go and so many guys and girls to hook up with-- but she had to remain faithful to Bradley. He was everything she ever wanted and she was happy with him. He took care of all her physical and emotional needs but there were many things --many naughty things --that she had discovered and wanted to experience, the internet constantly bombarding her with imagery that constantly kept her fantasizing.

She met a friend of her mother's who was surprisingly closer to her age than her mother's and even though the connection was not instant, he became a great ally assisting her during tough coursework. At 23, Tim had about the most sexually liberated mind a young person could have. He had seen it all and nothing, no matter how sexually-depraved was surprising anymore. Though not devilishly handsome or particularly funny, he was about the most intellectually sound young man she had met. Over a period of a few months, their relationship had blossomed from a purely academic one into a proper friendship. They discussed any and every thing from computing and careers to cocaine and orgies. She was always up for sexual banter and he loved that about her. He often made statements that though seemingly innocent to the uncorrupted mind, were loaded with sexual undertones. She always giggled when she figured out the meanings and soon every conversation --even on her part-- eventually turned semi-sexual. She could feel the connection between them but she never paid it much attention. He wasn't really interested in younger girls but all this would change soon.

She had come home from uni for the holidays and part of her plan for the break was to brush up on her programming skills. Who better to give her a few lessons than Tim she thought. She invited him over and he popped by one afternoon. She was in tight little shorts and a vest -- her typical stay-at-home attire -- showing off her sinewy physique. After showing him in, she went upstairs to retrieve her textbooks and get ready for the lesson forgetting about the Literotica she had been reading earlier on her Mac book. He noticed it as he sat down and teased her about it when she arrived. The conversation quickly became raunchy and soon he could clearly see the outline of her pea sized nipples as they came into view. He pointed at them and in a fit of playful fighting, she began to throw punches his way as she laughed while still trying to scold him for being so bad. He put his left arm around her to try to restrict her arm movements and protect himself and soon, he was brushing against her breasts as she tried to wiggle from his grip. "This doesn't feel bad at all" he whispered into her left ear and almost immediately her movements calmed. His voice so close to her ears made her temporarily abandon her restraint and she yearned for more. As he retracted his arms, he could feel the change in her demeanor and a sense of excitement overwhelmed him. He restrained himself and they sat still for a moment, an awkward silence filling the empty room. He gazed into her little brown eyes and within moments --with a boldness he had never seen from her before, she was astride him. "Tell me what you would do to me if I allowed you do whatever you wanted" she said as she leaned forward placing her ears close to his lips. "I would..." he said as he traced his fingers up and down her spine. With her eyes closed and his voice ringing in her ears, she surrendered for that brief moment, she had no inhibitions. She moaned gently as he continued to describe and simulate the things he would do to her. She moaned gently as he ran his hands through her hair whilst still tracing his fingers up and down her spine, moving down the back of her thighs to her ankles and right back up. She leaned in closer placing her breasts as she undid her bra whilst keeping her vest on.

He began to kiss her neck passionately moving up and down from the bottom of her chin down to her decolletage. He plastered warm kisses all over every exposed inch of her torso as his hands slid under her vest to gently peel off her bra. He tossed it across the sofa as he laid her gently on her back while still continuing to kiss her. Raising her top ever so slightly, he ran his tongue down her navel, licking gently as he moved up and down between her navel and the upper part of her abdomen. Sliding the vest back down he began to kiss the top of her breasts gently nibbling at her nipples with his teeth through the vest. After much kissing and teasing, he took off her vest before finally using both hands to caress her perky c-cups. He kneaded them gently, one in each hand as he used his stiffened tongue to tease each nipple, her moaning each time he ran his tongue vigorously on each one from side to side. Her body writhed in pleasure as he continued to alternate between caressing her breasts with his hands and teasing her nipples with his tongue. He took his hands off --using them to pin hers down-- as he enveloped her left breast with his mouth, sucking voraciously at her warm and soft skin while running his tongue over her nipples from within his mouth. He alternated from one breast to another, sucking and licking as her breathing became more intense and audible. Releasing her from his grip, he moved lower, kissing her legs from her ankles, to her knees,  up her thighs and back down again, each time, moving a little higher up  her thighs.

His kissing finally reached the fountain of her wetness. He could smell the scent of her juices as he buried his nose in her crotch. He inhaled deeply taking in the aroma of her wetness through her shorts. His mind raced at the prospects of what he was about to do. Ever so gently he slid her shorts down in an almost fluid motion a pair of soaking wet black cotton panties. He slid them gently to the side as he extended his tongue to taste her. He could feel the warmth of her labia as his tongue gently explored the outermost parts of her most intimate parts. He slid his tongue a little lower -- a little deeper-- as he began to taste the source of the copious flow that was drenching her underwear. Like a kid in a candy shop, he had his fill of her juices as she moaned intensely and buried his head deeper between her legs. She was weak but in her state of ecstasy, she wanted more -- she wanted it all.

"Fuck me", she said. "Be gentle but please fuck me." He continued to tease her with his tongue sliding it in and out of her occassionally flicking her clit around expertly. He was rock hard and when he knew she was ready to explode, he slid in gently into her. First with the tip of his dick and then finally, the entire 7 inches of the shaft. She could feel the bulging veins as his pulsating manhood filled her up. She let out a gentle scream and begged him not to move for a while. She clutched his butt and held him in position for a moment, just reveling in the pleasure of how he felt inside her. Then she spanked him once -- hard. He knew what that meant and in no time, he began with deep gentle thrusts. Slowly yet passionately, he slid into her as she moaned in pleasure. She was so wet that he could feel her juices all over the sofa as it splashed on his balls with each thrust. He continued to pick up the pace going a little harder and a little deeper each time, his thrusts directed by the rhythm of her body. He kissed her as he continued to  bounce his hips up and down, hitting all her pleasure spots. She was breathless and it felt as if the room was rocking violently as an orgasm ripped through her slender body. She trembled for so long that she felt like she was having a seizure. She had never cum so hard before.

She asked him to relax as she straddled him. She looked in his eyes and began to sway her hips not up and down but in circular motions. She looked like an Egyptian belly-dancer as she rode him. He wondered where she had picked up such moves from but he enjoyed it too much to ask. As she continued to ride him, she could tell he would cum soon. With almost perfect timing, she scratched him violently across the chest with her right index finger and he let out a loud yell as he filled her with his juices. He looked like he had ripped an artery as his body jerked violently. He was bleeding now but he wasn't complaining.

She reached down and kissed him and looked into his eyes saying: "Wanna study some more?"