Chapter 4: Ready, Aim...

It was a couple of weeks after Paula’s dildos were first put to use.

“Connie, this is the last one in the set that I’ve been using on you. It’s bigger than I am; I think you’re ready, pussy-wise.”

“God yes, Jim. Make me a woman.”

“What? You’re 18 now, you’re already a woman.”

“Shit! You want to argue, or fuck? Line yourself up and push in. I’ve waited so long!”

As eager as she was, Jim was cautious, introducing himself gradually. Impatiently, she grabbed hold of his firm little butt and hauled him downwards until his whole length was buried.

“Ah, so full, so tight. Oh, now he’s moving. I can feel my lips clinging to his shaft as he pulls out and thrusts back in. Wonderful! I should have been doing this weeks ago.”

He was equally thrilled. It was so different from jacking off. Every inch of his cock was enveloped with hot and wet pleasure. His urge to come was almost irrepressible, but he tried to maintain control. Instinctively, he struggled to make it all last, for both their sakes.

“It’s our first time. I want to be good, well, skillful.”

But then she cried out her climax, and that threw him over the edge. Astonished, she felt him spurting; it was so warm and slippery. She clutched at him even harder, her whole body in spasm, and her feet curled.

Jim thought, “I’ve never come so hard. Jesus! I felt my dick swell up at the end. Amazing!”

“Jim, we have to do that again. And again!”

“Um, Connie, this isn’t porn. I can’t just keep going without a little break.”

“But, you’re 15 years old. Aunt Paula says teenage boys are unstoppable.”

“Sweets, that’s overall true, but give me ten minutes to recharge. It doesn’t mean I don’t love you, it’s just how my body works.”

“What did you say, Jim?”

“I said, I need ten minutes or so.”

“Not that, you dumb shit. I love you, too. Mnph!”

She put one hand on the back of his head and kissed him fervently.