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fuck.
So I tried to take it slow. I remembered all of the things I liked and did them on McKayla.
There was lots of tongue involved. She moaned and bucked her hips into my mouth.
When she would draw in her breath I knew I had done something right. When her body tensed, I made sure to file that move away for future use.
Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back. Those perfect breasts fell slightly to the sides. Her nipples were erect, the areolae wrinkled pinches of flesh.
"Oh, yes!" she cried out as my tongue lovingly massaged her swollen clit. My hands were underneath her ass, lifting her slightly off the bed.
I continued to work her over, trying to avoid going to fast, but also trying to build her up to a climax.
"That feels so good, Amberle," she whispered. I felt her hands brushing through my tangled hair. "So . . . fucking . .. good . . ."
My tongue moved faster, brushing over the sensitive nub. Her breaths were coming shorter.
The rise and fall of her chest was more pronounced.
Her moans were louder. More intense.
"Thats it . . . right . . . right there!" Her head thrashed from side to side. My excitement grew as her grip on my hair became tighter.
I remembered something McKayla did to me the night before. I took two fingers and entered her. That brought a surprised—but delighted—gasp.
She continued to moan, a little louder each time, as I penetrated her, slowly at first, then in rhythm with my mouth.
"Jesus . . . oh, god," my lover mumbled. "Oh! . . . Yes, right there . . . just . . . like that!"
Inwardly, I smiled to myself, happy that my first experience with a girl was much more satisfying than my first experience with a guy.
McKayla ground her pussy in my face, trying to meet each pass of my tongue with her clit. She arched her back and I knew she was close.
"Fuck . . . fuck . . . fuckfuckfuck," her voice devolved into a stream of unintelligible sounds, each louder and faster than the last.
With one final cry, McKayla threw her head back on her pillows. She released my hair and began pawing around the bed, looking for the first thing she could find and hold on to. She made a sound that was a mixture of lust and desire. Pure, unmitigated bliss.
Her pussy flooded with juices around my fingers. My tongue lapped up all I could for as long as her orgasm went on. It seemed like forever as she continued to cum.
McKaylas moans gradually subsided and I let up on her. Soon, the only sound in the room was her ragged breathing.
I continued to gently kiss and nibble around her pussy. Softly. Gently. Just to tease her a little bit more. I withdrew my fingers from her velvety folds and tasted my lover. She was sweet and delicious.
With one final kiss to her clit, I crawled
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up the length of her body. I brushed her hair out of her face and brought her lips to mine.
Our kiss was hungry, yet tender. She wrapped her arms around me and we held each other. I felt her round breasts pressing against mine. Her fingertips ran up and down my back.
Every now and then our lips pressed together. McKayla nuzzled up against my neck, her teeth digging slightly into my skin. I sucked on her earlobe, just hard enough to draw a squeal of delight from my lover.
We must have stayed in bed for an hour, not speaking, just content to be in each others arms. The sun was well over the horizon and McKayla lifted her head just enough to look at the clock.
With a regret-filled sigh, she sat up, but not before stealing one more kiss from me. Her hair was a glorious mess. I admired her tanned, naked body.
She looked into my eyes, a glimmer of hope and something else on her face. "Are you hungry? Can I make you something for breakfast, or would you like to go out for brunch later?"
"I thought you were breakfast." I took her hand and pulled her back onto the bed with me. After a night of passionate lovemaking, I didnt want her to be out of my reach. I kissed her hard, but she pulled away from me. Frustration welled up from within me.
"Ive, um . . . Ive got to go to church in a little bit," she said. Clearly, she didnt want to leave me either, and that made me feel a little bit better. At least I wasnt that bad in bed. "Would you like to come with me?"
The look I gave her was one of bewilderment and uncertainty. I had given up going to church when I was in middle school. My folks went some when I was little, but after mom died, dad never went back except on Christmas Eve and Easter. I called myself a Presbyterian, but in truth, sleeping off Saturday nights excitement was more interesting to me than a boring Sunday morning service.
"I didnt bring anything to wear," I uttered the first excuse that came to my mind.
McKayla smiled wistfully, seeing through my bullshit. "God doesnt care about your clothes, silly. You dont have to go; I wont be long."
I felt awkward. On the one hand, I didnt have any real reason not to go. My motivations were purely selfish. I didnt want to be with anyone other than my new lover. I didnt want to be anywhere except next to McKayla in her bed.
She was also Catholic and that presented another set of quandaries. The papal stance on homosexuality was well-known and pretty much non-negotiable. And since we had spent the past day or so doing nothing but having homosexual sex made me not want to be in their building.
Yet at the same time, I knew that going to church was something that was important to McKayla. I also
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