Pop goes the cherry. A 3-part series.

By Androgynous other. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

"Fuck the swimming," she hissed.

I

picked her up and carried her across to the bed and lay her down,

dragging off my T-shirt leaving me in just my shorts. I undid the

fastening and let them fall to the ground, my erection hard.

“That’s just the job.”

"Wow!" said Jo, looking down at my cock, "That's what Mel meant when she said you had all the gear."

"Not sure how Mel knew, mind you I suppose Sonia told her."

"Yeah,

and then she told me." She moved up the bed slightly to get a better

look at all of me. I stood much as she had a few moments before arms out

to the side weight on one leg.

"You like?"

"I definitely like," she said, "although I'm not sure all of that is going to go in without making a mess."

"Most

men fit most women, if you've ridden a horse or done any kind of gym

work your hymen was probably shredded years ago. Still," I lay on the

bed next to her, "seeing as it's your first time, you can choose how we

do it and set the pace and speed and all that sort of thing."

"Technical; this shagging business, isn’t?" She said.

"Nah,

easy once you know how." I said leaning over her to kiss her again and

stroke my hands over this fantastic body I'd been watching so closely

for two weeks. "Right, let's have a look then." I said, sliding down to

rest with my head level with the apex of her thighs.

"Mel

told me you were an oral expert as well," she said, and I could feel

her trembling as I softly parted her legs bringing me level with her

sex.

"No one told me that," I said, "but I do my best."

"Thank

you. I kinda get the feeling she'd have told me you were a brain

surgeon if it would've got us into bed;" she said as if lost for words

momentarily. She stopped looking at me, held her hands across her waist

and stared at the ceiling; the kind of look you saw in doctor's and

dentist surgeries the world over. I grinned and chuckled.

"What?" she said, seeing my mouth descend to her most private parts.

I

gently caressed and stroked, looking up I saw her worried looking face

looking down past her great tits and between her thighs. I found her

clitoris with my finger tip and softly stroked it.

"Show me how you play with yourself," I said taking her hand.

"What?"

"Show me how you pleasure yourself with your fingers, I bet you do."

She

grinned a little and taking my finger in her hand gently rubbed around

the organ slowly occasionally dipping down to find some moisture from

her vagina. I took over the action and let the look on her face advise

me on my progress.

I

felt her moving towards that orgasm, and figured I needed to use my

tongue on her clit. I very gently eased a finger into her sex realizing

that it was actually quite open. I slid up and back finding her G-spot,

scrubbing across it with slightly more vigor once I found that rough

patch of flesh.

She started to writhe,

"Stay with me Jo," I said, "I want to be the first bloke to make you come."

She

gasped and tried to put her legs together but too late. She gasped and

bounced her hips up and down and I knew enough to carry on gently

manipulating her private parts until she'd finished.

"Wow, Terry," she breathed out, "That was; wow!"

"Plenty more where that came from," I said.

"Hmm;" she grinned.