Chapter 6

I walked quickly over to the door, making certain that it was locked, then walked back to the bed.

I could see from the hungry look on Brent's face that he was enthralled by my naked body.

I slowly slid into bed with him. I let my ankles scrape ever so gently against his legs, causing shock waves to reverberate within both of us. I knew that you just couldn't beat bodily contact.

I maneuvered by body until my ass and vagina were focused just above his head.

"Let's do each other," I suggested. "I want to go all the way with you. I want to start out by sucking your ass-hole."

I worked my tongue inside his anus, enjoying his sharp reaction. His whole body twisted and turned from the sucking movements that I instituted.

Brent was waiting before making his first move. At first he was content to just let me initiate the action, permitting me to move my tongue wetly against his anus.

But soon he picked up the cue, letting his tongue go to work inside my ass-hole. He drove his tongue fervently, matching my movements to the maximum degree possible.

Our bodies circulated passionately in a back and forth fashion.

Our ass-cheeks wiggled from the excitement that we generated with our hot tongue stabs.

All the while the pace developed. We worked our tongues with great conviction, driving them forward, moving them at a spirited level.

I liked the fact that Brent had been quick to react to my movements. He was matching me, letting his tongue flow with magnificent grace inside my ass-hole.

My whole body danced with excitement every time that my tongue planted itself evfcr deeper inside his anus.

We kept up those fervent ass strokes until I recognized that my pussy was far too agitated for me to be able to continue any longer, I knew that I would have to release my juices, and with that purpose in mind I withdrew my tongue from his penis.

"I've got to have your cock, and you've got to have my pussy," I told him. "Let's go after the juice."

He nodded, then slipped his tongue against my warm, inviting slit.

The moment that his tongue fastened against my passion pit, I began to work my tongue against the very tip of his cock.

While my tongue worked with spectacular ease, picking up the pace ever so gradually, I reached out with my right hand and let my fingers slide against his hot balls.

We were letting the passionate flow of action increase at our own pace, and we kept things up as briskly as possible, never letting anything sag. I'm sure he received tremendous enthusiasm looking at my twisting ass-cheeks. I do have a lovely butt and, when I twist it ever so convincingly, I can't help but turn on the man who is watching it.

His tongue kept on registering speedily against my blazing cunt, and as he worked it, he slipped the index finger of his right hand into my anus.

It was a brilliant move on his part, and it served to spur me on all the more.

His finger kept probing higher and higher into my ass-hole as my tongue worked briskly against his cock.

I kept up the action against his cock for quite some time, then began to extend the action to the base of his long, throbbing, fleshy instrument.

While my tongue was working with conviction on his cock, I let my fingers move against his balls. I squeezed them gently, enjoying the movements that were developing between us.

The faster I proceeded with my sucking on Brent's cock, the deeper he stabbed my ass-hole with his finger.

The throbbing sensations were reeling throughout my vagina, and I knew that I was on the verge of shooting.

My body twisted with greater urgency than before, and it began to shake dramatically as the juices spilled out of my mound and into his mouth.

As the juices were being released from my snatch, his finger probed even higher and deeper into my ass-hole.

Once he received the final few droplets of juice from my mound, he went right back to licking me again. He was desirous of receiving a second load.

As for my pussy, it felt like it could easily explode again.

I kept up my active pursuit of his cock, hoping that perhaps we'd be able to orgasm at the same time.

I could tell from the way in which his body was shifting back and forth that he was getting exceedingly restless. For that reason, I quickened the level of my sucking, sliding my tongue as speedily as I could up and down the full length of his instrument.

I kept on working my fingers over his balls, and began anticipating with great interest the moment at which the fires of his cock would reach their highest level.

Just as I was bolting a second time, I received the first few droplets of juice from his cock.

I knew that Brent had only given me a few tiny samples of what was to follow. It was the prelude to the big storm, the cock deluge that I had been conscientiously awaiting.

The hot white droplets soon began to flood my mouth. I braced myself for the load, and was in a good position to suck every drop of cum that spilled out of the end of his spear.

The juices kept on spurting, and I was there to take advantage of every drop that was coming my way.

I went after the juices eagerly, going after them with great conviction. I had put a great deal of time and effort into the spirited sucking, and now I was receiving the just desserts of those efforts.

We rested in the aftermath of our orgasms.

He placed his head against my breast, and I ran my fingers through his now sweaty hair.

"I hope you're not sorry about getting involved with me," I said, remembering that I had had many fears about my involvement with Larry.

"I never did anything I enjoyed more," he replied. "I was real scared in the beginning, but you took the fear out of me. After the fear went away, I could only think of having fun."

"Just make sure you keep feeling that way. We want to give each other as much pleasure as possible."

"Oh yes, I really believe that," he nodded.

I leaned forward and delivered a tender kiss to his forehead. He had a calm look on his face as he stared at me.

"I wish I could stay here the rest of the day," I said. "But I do have some other calls to make."

"Can't we do a little something more?"

"I'm afraid I'd better not risk it. I've risked enough already."

"I loved it so much. Can't I at least lick you again ? "

"You're making it awfully tough for me to say no," I laughed, "but I must. I really do have an awful lot more work to do."

"I understand."

"I knew you would," I smiled, patting him on top of the head. "You're a very decent young man, Brent. Are you always this shy around girls?"

"Usually I am, until I get to know them."

"I have a hunch that after now you won't be that shy any more."

"Maybe not. My girl friend is the only girl I really feel comfortable around. I know I could have more girlfriends if I was a little less shy."

"Sure you could. I hope I helped you along."

"Oh yes, you did."

"I'll be checking in on you tomorrow."

"I'll really be waiting for that," he smiled.

"Don't think that we're going to engage in hanky panky every time I come in here."

"No, but you've got me worked up now to where I want to do it with you quite a bit."

"This is quite some hospital stay for you, isn't it?" I smiled, seeing the irony in the situation.

"It really is."

I dressed quickly, then left Brent's room. My last act was to throw a kiss as I left the room.

During the rest of the afternoon, I had periodic misgivings about what I had done. I realized I was digging an ever deepening hole for myself, but somehow I just didn't seem to care.

I liked letting my emotions go for once and doing what I wanted to do.

Even if Brent Sawyer was only fourteen years old, he was able to take care of me sexually as well as any grown man could have done. At that point in my life, that was really all that counted.

I kept seeing his huge cock before me, and realized that it would be very difficult for me to refrain from having sex with him the next time I went to his room.

The extent of my commitment was almost sure to deepen.