Chapter 30

Jack pulled himself free as Alyssa’s muscles relaxed and his cock softened a bit. But the sight of her tight little hole drooling out their spend and it running down her legs towards the floor only turned him on more. He saw a discarded t-shirt on the floor and quickly grabbed it and wiped her clean. Her pussy continued to drool, but the worst of it was wiped up.

He manhandled her body up onto the bed, rolled her onto her back, and then Jack climbed on, pushing her legs wide, he climbed between them. Alyssa’s eyes focused and met his for a moment. Jack had planned to just start fucking her, but something changed inside him.

Instead of making his cock hard and shoving it inside her, he carefully moved closer and captured her mouth with his own. Her tongue darted out and passionately slid along his lips. Jack felt her firm boobs pressing against his own naked chest and he moved one hand down to caress her.

Jack’s other hand curled into her blonde locks, pulling Alyssa’s mouth to his. Jack and Alyssa both were moaning and making complimentary noises as their tongues and lips tried to devour each other.

Alyssa’s arms pulled him closer, first by his shoulders, but then one of her hands moved to his ass and he felt her fingers digging in and pulling him against her.

Jack did feel his cock, half-hard and getting harder naturally, mash against her mound. He could feel Alyssa grind her clit against his dick.

For several minutes, they simply made out like the teenagers they were, albeit naked fresh-fucked teenagers.

Gasping for air, Alyssa was the one to break their kiss. After several heaving breaths, she bit his earlobe gently and said, “Please fuck me. I need you to fuck me again.”

Jack was eager to comply. He lifted his hips up and grabbed his dick. It was hard enough, but Jack made himself harder. Jack’s rubbery spongy cock head easily found her opening, still swollen and wet, and he squeezed inside.

She was still quite tight and Jack couldn’t help but groan, his mouth sucking on her throat as he did so. When he was fully seated inside her, his balls against her ass and his stomach against hers, he could just barely feel her cervix with the tip of his dick.

Alyssa’s hands were both on his ass, fingers and nails gripping him, almost painfully, as she held him there, deep inside her. Her hips moved, and Jack thought it wasn’t conscious movement, but when he started to move to pull back, she gasped, “No, don’t move an inch.”

Jack pushed back deeply, holding himself inside her while she moved. Alyssa’s hips moved in circles, simply moving her fleshy walls against his hardness. Jack also realized she was grinding her clit against his pubis. He felt the tip of his cock also brushing against her cervix in slightly different areas.

Then Jack felt her experimentally squeezing her PC muscles, her pelvic floor exercising in what some people call Kegel exercises. Jack found the whole thing unbelievably erotic. She was milking his cock, fucking herself gently against him, basically using him like a live fuck-toy, and he was into it.

After a few minutes of her grinding up against him, her movements became more erratic, more forceful, and she let out a hot breathy whisper in his ear, “Don’t move. Don’t ... I ... I’m cumming.” Her volume increased dramatically then as she screamed, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!”

Jack felt her pussy gush, clench, then relax, the fluid running out and drenching his balls. He felt her whole body relax then, her hips stopped churning and Jack felt her body begin to melt back into the bed. He realized he’d been holding a lot of his weight off her body with his thighs and arms.

Then Jack heard her make a noise that sounded almost like a cat purring contentedly. His cock was still firmly inside her and she was too wet, too warm, and too sexy for him to resist.