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“Come here,” he said, putting down the guitar.
Head down, I went to the couch. Taking me by the hand, he sat me down, the soft leather creaking under my weight, and made me look at him.
“You made a mistake, that’s okay. Making mistakes is what youth is for. God knows I’ve made my share. It’s only natural you would want to assert yourself, particularly with your impressive background. Fact is, you are better than us, except maybe Adam, and we could use your help, if you’re willing to work with us. I’ll check my ego if you do.”
“Deal.”
Expecting a handshake, we ended up in a hug. My face was up against his sturdy chest as he held me to him. I felt so small in his arms, so safe.
The age difference between us meant little and our previous tiff suddenly meant nothing at all, either. I wanted him and I knew it. There was nothing else I could do but run it up the flagpole and see.
“Hello,” he said, as I nibbled his neck, my hands slipping in under his jacket, feeling every bump of his well-built body.
“Please,” I begged between nibbles.
“Hey.”
He took me by the shoulders and held me away from him, so he could meet my eyes.
“You sure you want this?” he asked me.
“So bad it hurts.”
“Where does it hurt, huh? Show me.”
Taking his hand, I tucked it up under my skirt, his fingertips playing at my wet pussy through the soft cloth of my panties.
“Here.”
“Well, let’s just see what we can do about that.”
Entrusting my body to his capable hands, I let Derek position me on the couch. My back was mostly flat, my knees were bent, and my head was up against the arm of the couch— it was surprisingly comfortable.
One at a time, Derek put my feet on his lap, unlacing and removing my boots and then my socks. He started giving me the most heavenly foot massage of my life, definitely getting me even more in the mood.
His touch light, his fingers ran the length from my feet to my knees, where he gently opened my legs. My panties were coming into full view. The ache in my pussy was almost more than I could take as he caressed my thighs, getting ever closer to his ultimate goal.
Fingers hooked through the sides, he slowly extracted my panties, asking me to feel every caress of their progress, finally getting them up over my feet and away. Then he turned up my skirt, a short gray suede with plenty of pleats.
It was the first time I’d worn it since Becca bought it for me, pointing out at the time that I had really good legs. I hoped Derek agreed.
Cradling my foot like a prince applying a glass slipper, he gently sucked my toes, actually making me moan before moving onwards and upwards. He crested the hill of my knees before dropping back down along my inner thigh.
I tensed a little as he approached, not quite sure what would happen next. Treating my body with loving care and affection, he caressed his tongue along the length of my pussy, drawing out a moan from within me.
Shifting my hips on an automatic flip, I eased my pussy down that much harder onto his tongue. I wanted to feel everything, and he was happy to oblige, doing things I’d never even imagined. It felt like he was tracing out a book of sigils, making magic on my pussy.
After a few more starters, getting me super warmed up, he dove right into the main course, holding my hips and lapping at my pussy lips like my life depended on it. He was burying his face between my legs as if it was the most delicious dessert in the world.
I moaned like crazy, unable to keep my joy inside. I was stroking the back of his head with both hands as he licked me to an explosive orgasm.
“First time?” he asked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
I nodded vigorously, well past the point of forming coherent sentences. Let alone reassuring him I wasn’t quite a virgin. Even though I was sure that was how it looked.
“For oral, or at all?”
“At all,” I managed to get out.
“You’re never had your cherry popped?”
“Right.”
“Good to know. I’ll be gentle, of course.”
I had been embarrassed to admit it, but it had turned out fine. His words warmed me, letting me know everything would be okay. My trust wasn’t misplaced, and we could have a lot of fun.
After getting the rest of my clothes off, taking the time to suck my nipples the second he saw my naked breasts, Derek started taking his own off. Standing before me, one hand caressing my face so as not to break contact, his suit came off one piece at a time.
