“Is there anything you wish me to avoid?”
“I’m a virgin, and I want to remain one. However, I told Archy that he can do anything with Kristen that he does with me, and I’m going to give you that same permission.”
I smiled at the cute black cheerleader. I now had both of my hands on her breasts, and was rubbing her the way that my partners showed me they liked. Too bad we were in bed. A shower with a bar of soap would have been interesting…
“All right. Is there anything that I might have left out?” June asked.
“Yes,” I said. “A couple of things.”
“Really?”
“First, each time I have an orgasm, if you swallow it, I want a long kiss afterward.”
June looked surprised at that. “Archy doesn’t…”
“I’m not Archy. That doesn’t turn you off, does it?”
“Do you really like that?”
“Kristen and others have taught me the pleasure. I don’t want you hogging it all!”
“You said there were a couple of things,” June said.
“Let’s just do what comes naturally,” I said. I found that once things got started, the rest would just work out.
June laughed. “I need to warn you. I know it’s not too common, but when I get really excited… I… get wet.”
That wasn’t unusual. “All girls get wet.”
June said, “I squirt!”
“Ooh. Will you let me taste it?”
“You nasty white boy!” June laughed.
I was still rubbing one of June’s breasts, and my other hand moved slowly down her body. I parted her lower lips and found that she was already wet. I think the talking really turned her on.
“Do you like talking dirty?” I whispered.
“When I get excited, I say… nasty words…”
“Do you know you have the darkest nipples that I’ve ever seen? They’re even darker than Kristen’s. Your breasts are really pointy, and you seem to shave your pussy, but not entirely…”
“Oh, Jim!” June breathed.
June’s eyes were closed and her lips were puckered into an “ooh” as her hand found my member and was gauging its size. I knew from Camille’s remarks that I wasn’t small in the dick department, but I would imagine that compared to Archy, June might have been disappointed.
I moved my finger up and down June’s slit. I discovered her cunt hole and found what I thought was June’s clitoris. I avoided both after making the discovery.
Since June seemed to enjoy me talking, I decided to give her some more verbal stimulation. “Last night, Kristen had Lynette’s face to the shower wall. Kris was on her knees, lapping Lynette’s cunt as if she were a happy little puppy. Then the two switched places, and Camille masturbated me until I shot my load all over Lynette’s face, and then Kristen licked her face clean. After that, the two girls kissed…”
“Ooh…” June was getting very turned on hearing about our exploits the previous night.
I spread June’s cunt lips apart with my index and ring fingers and moved my middle finger in between.
June moved closer to me and we were kissing again. June’s tongue was probing into mine, and her hands started a gentle stroking action.
Our kiss was long and lingering. June moaned softly and she seemed to like it when I gently squeezed her breast. When I finally grazed her clitoris, I heard June’s breath catch, indicating that my mental map of her pussy was on track.
I felt June move her crotch in order to make my finger graze over that spot again, but I moved my hand with her motions. I moved further and then gently pushed into her actual cunt.
“Ooh,” June breathed.
June started to caress my head with one hand in a movement that was universal to all the women I have ever taken to bed. She wanted me to move down.
I broke our kiss, and planted little kisses on her chin, moving down over her neck and shoulders. My finger, which was still rubbing between her legs, was finding the going more and more slick as June’s excitement heightened.
When I finally reached June’s breasts, I gave them scores of tiny kisses, working my way in a spiral until I just touched the chocolate ring surrounding her nipple. Instead of going further, however, I moved over to the other breast and repeated my action there. June tried to move my head back to the other nipple, but I was patient.
“Archy…” June said, surprising me, as if she were calling her lover’s name. “takes… a long…” June sighed as I continued assaulting her right breast. “time… to… have an… orgasm…”
I chuckled to myself as June was telling me about Archy. I decided to give June the payoff she desired, and finally allowed my lips and tongue to enter June’s ring of desire surrounding her right nipple.
“Ooh,” June repeated. “I’m your filthy whore!” June cried.
I continued licking and sucking on June’s nipple.
“I’m your cum slut. I’m your pussy slave, Jim!”
I switched to the other nipple. My hand was finding June’s wetness getting past saturation. Her fluids were flowing freely.
“I’m going to suck you dry!” June said, her excitement building.
June words were very sexy and amusing to me.
I gave June’s left nipple a final lick, and then kissed the right one good-bye as I started to continue my downward descent.
June tried to push my head downward faster, but I wasn’t having any of it. It took a minute to reach her belly button, an erogenous zone that I knew a few women enjoyed. I found myself lucky. June stopped pushing and started to keep my head in place. I licked her belly button and kissed it, sucking at it.
“I’m… I’m… I’m…”
June sounded like a broken record. I gave another farewell kiss to her belly button, and started my examination of the dark, virgin forest of her pussy hairs.
A couple of hairs ended up in my mouth—a common occurrence—but I continued kissing and licking my way down and inhaled my first close-up scent of Eau de la June.
“Lovely,” I said, savoring her aroma.
“Please… I’ll be Kristen’s pussy slave!”
I decided that the wait was worth it. I was amazed at how the pink of June’s pussy accented the chocolate darkness of her skin. I took my first lick… and found myself the recipient of a stream of liquid that I figured was the start of June’s orgasm, which her loud vocal cries confirmed.
I allowed the stream—it wasn’t long—to catch into my tongue, which was curled in order to collect it.
“Fuck me!” June cried. I knew that this wasn’t a request, but an impassioned cry.
I moved my face off June’s crotch, and surprised her in mid-orgasm as I kissed her, sharing the liquid that she squirted into my mouth.
“Oomth…” June said, her voice muffled by my kiss.
“Oomth…” I agreed.
I moved back and finished the job that I started.
“You… you did that…”
I pulled away from June’s crotch. “Are you angry?” I asked.
“You are such a nasty boy!” June sighed.
That was interesting. I went from “nasty white boy” to simply a “nasty boy.” I moved back to June’s crotch, and moved my tongue into her virgin hole. I didn’t know how deep a virgin cunt was, but I imagined it would allow at least the inch or two of tongue that I could insert into her, and found myself not hitting any obstruction.
I then moved out of her hole, and licked up and finally grazed her clitoris with the tip of my tongue.
“I’m your fucking cunt whore!” June cried, once again approaching her ecstasy.
I decided it was time to lay it on thick, so I puckered up my lips and sucked her clitoris from its hiding place.