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Slathering my raging erection with succulent licks from her sweet tongue, running the course from my aching balls to my throbbing head, Rachel opened her mouth,subsuming the whole of the throbbing head and the first bit of the shaft. Still, not quite sure where she was going with this, Rachel started to gently suckle the head while gently cupping my balls. Like she was afraid of being too rough. Which wasn’t that silly a notion. While the shafts were a bit heartier, particularly when hard, but the head was super sensitive, similar to the clit.
With a breath of courage, Rachel slipped her lips even further down my cock, getting almost half of it into her mouth. The space was so spare, her tongue stroked flat against the bottom of my monster cock as she moved. Squeezing my balls a bit harder but not enough to actually hurt, my sweet little virgin possessed a natural sense of pressure, she started to suck.
Hard and fast, eventually increasing in depth, until the head of my cock was grazing the back of her throat as she swallowed me deep. Not quite to the point of deep throating but as near as. I stroked her hair affectionately as she did her best to pleasure me, getting near the tipping edge of a massive orgasm.
It was going to happen. I was going to cum and it was going to be hard. I didn’t know if I should cum in her mouth and try to get it onto her face or tits. Best to let her decide for herself.
“I’m coming,” I said, giving fair warning.
I could see the serenity in her eyes as she kept going. Undaunted by the news. She was going to try and take it in her mouth. Fair enough, I would do my best to limit the ferocity to give her time to swallow.
It all worked out well. Instead of a massive torrent, flooding her mouth and nearly drowning her, the load came in intervals. Five in all, giving her time to swallow one and catch her breath before receiving the next.
Guiding Rachel to her feet, I closed and retired her robe as she stowed my satisfied cock back in my pants, and we continued making breakfast.Epilogue - RachelI wasn’t sure where I was. At least not at first. The sun coming in through the window made it difficult to see clearly. Eventually, my eyes adjusted and I was able to take in my surroundings. I wasn’t in my bedroom or the living room, that much I knew. It was really different. Strange but wonderful at the same time.
From the feeling of the sheets, I knew I was naked. My hand went unconsciously to my pussy. I was wet and very relaxed. It was clear something had happened down there. Terrified I might not be pure anymore I put two fingers inside. Letting out a sigh of relief as I felt my still-virgin pussy squeezing me back. It must have been a hell of a licking!
Slowly, it started to come back. Who I was, where I was and what had happened. I was in Augustus’s room. He had brought me there the night before. He had made me my first Jell-O shots and I might have over indulged.
I definitely over indulged. He actually had to take the tray away to stop me. Not that I relented right away. I remembered his arms around me, lifting me from the floor and carrying me to his room. Stripping me down he tucked me up.
I didn’t think he was the one to make me cum. He hadn’t really touched me since that morning when we had oral sex. I guessed he didn’t want to make the first move. It would be too aggressive or something.
To be fair, the last time had been an out-of-the-blue, planets aligning kind of thing. I didn’t think either of us really saw it coming, as wonderful as it was. I was worried it might make things weird again but it really didn’t.
Things just went back to what it was like after we called our truce and agreed to be friends. Augustus didn’t seem to mind at all as long as we were together and I was happy. He really was serious about my body being mine.
Finding my clothes I went out into the common space to see what was what. I thought maybe Augustus might have gone and slept in my room but it was nothing so drastic. He was asleep on the couch, the TV displaying the DVD menu for a special edition of Haxen. I changed my clothes and made us both breakfast.
“Thanks,” I said when he was up.
“Not a problem. Empathy, remember?”
I did but only after he said it. I was about to say it was mighty Christian of him but stopped myself. He probably wouldn’t like it and wouldn’t say so. I reflected, mostly for the first time, on how words really did shape understanding. All religions might not be created equal, the main difference between a religion and a cult being time and popularity, but that wasn’t a bad thing.
