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Click hereI grunted, "Amy," and then every muscle in my chest contracted. I pushed down with my feet and squeezed my ass together, pushing my dick through her grip. The head of my cock began throbbing purple in her fist, and I felt the surges: Nothing. Nothing. A drop. A flow. A torrent. And then a shot, and more shots followed.
My shirt had pools and splotches of cum all over it, some as high as my chest. Amy's fist was covered in it.
"Oh, shit," she said, "that was...lovely."
I panted, "Incredible, Amy. That was awesome."
She smiled appreciatively, and then she turned her attention to my cum. She rubbed her fingers together. She touched a pool of it on my shirt. "It really shoots," she whispered.
I nodded.
"And it's sticky," she said and she smelled her fingers. "Have you ever tasted it?"
I shook my head.
"Honest, now?"
"Nope. Never."
"I'm going to," she said and she sucked on one of her cum-soaked fingers. She swallowed, and I couldn't read her face.
I watched her, waiting.
"It's not good...," she said, and I started laughing and trying to be quiet about it. She did the same.
When we settled down, she said, "What I was trying to say was that it doesn't taste good, but...shh, listen! It doesn't taste good, but it's sexy. I don't know. It means I'm sexy, so I like it."
I nodded. "You are definitely sexy." I took my shirt and wiped down my cock; Amy wiped her hand with it. I set it beside the bed. She curled up next to me.
"Can we do this again?" she asked.
"Now?"
"No. Later. Tomorrow."
"I'd be very disappointed if we didn't."
"You really think I'm sexy? Honest-honest?"
"Very. Honest-honest. And, I hope, when we do this again, that you'll let me touch you all over."
Her gaze turned downward, and she hesitated. "Can we just...maybe tomorrow, yes."
We lay together in silence.
"Mike, are we wrong?"
"Probably, but I don't want to stop."
"What if they figure out what we're doing or if we get caught?"
"We'll have to be careful."
We held each other in silence. After Amy fell asleep, I took my shirt and left.
Nice story. You need to fire your editor. The grammar, spelling, and punctuation really suck. Honest-honest.
Loved them! I like that it wasn’t just the wham bam straight to the sex part!
You've captured a nervous, eager, shyness that seems to truly capture the tension
Man, it is so refreshing to read stories that aren't all about tits, pussy, and/or legs. Finally we got some big booty white girls up in here! And if anybody thinks that Amy's proportions are unrealistic, damn near every female in my family has a big bubble ass, and we're white as can be. I spent the majority of my adolescence drooling over my older cousin's bubble booty (she looks just like a shorter version of Lauren Phoenix with a bigger butt), so I am definitely looking forward to more of this story.
Cheers! You let someone proofread your work. Excellent.
Great story, too. Thanks.
Hopefully you continue this series. This chapter was a really good beginning
Very yummy indeed! I’m looking forward to the next chapter! Thank you!
This one reminds me of a similar one I read a few years ago but it never went beyond 1st chapter so I really hope you'll expand this one properly. It has potential, is sweet and caring, in touch with real life and easily entertaining. But do try to keep it between them at least for now so that the romance can develop.
5*
I hope you keep going with this. Maybe if Amy is really impressed with sex then Aunt Cyn might want some too.