Last Summer as a Virgin: 32 (Sexy Erotica) Read Online Free

to lick the cream off his chest with all that chest hair he had, and a strand of them even cut my lips a bit.
    ‘Are you alright?’ He asked while nibbling my lips.
    ‘I’m fine.’ I whispered.
    ‘Good...’ He breathed the words out and began to reach his hand down to my groin, I
    got more excited as his fingers reached further. He began with a little unorthodox massage on my clitoris, then he rubbed the sensitive spot of the lips with a scattered rhythm while caressing my breasts with another hand. I shivered as though a little lamp under his fingers.
    Out of courtesy, I reached for his feverish cock and proceeded to stroke it with both my hands, I stroked faster as he breathed heavier and groaned louder. Then Joey stopped me and instructed me to position my head to his groin and his to mine.
    ‘This is called the 69.’ He mumbled as he licked my clitoris and stroked it with his fingers, his rusty voice instantly made me more...horny.
    I had my elbows supporting my weight as I started to suck his cock. Then it sort of became a competition of licking each other’s genitals, he pushed his tongue into my vagina consecutively, so deep it made me gasp as though I just got out of water; So I tried to fit the most of his giant cock into my mouth till it reaches my gag reflex at the mean time I caressed his testicles, and that made him moan heavily as well, like a wild animal fighting for a piece of meat, which drove me wild as I’d never been.
    After a while, he ejaculated in my mouth as he let out a turbulent moan, at the same time when I reached my second orgasm.
    I didn’t know what to do with the mouthful of sperm in my mouth, so I swallowed it, yet turned to my back and found Joey smiling at me with a funny look.
    ‘You’re a natural.’ Joey winked at me.
    ‘What?’ I hissed in confusion.
    ‘I’m thinking we could use a bath.’ He giggled as he turned to me,
    supporting his weight on one arm and ran his finger between my nipples with another. ‘A warm, bubbly one.’
    Then without notice he carried me from the floor and continued to kiss me on the way down to the bathroom.
    ‘Run us a bath, will you? While I got us some champagne.’ He put me down on the bathtub and then left the bathroom.
    I pulled myself up and ran the tap, sprinkled the bath salt and waited for it to become bubbly before I sat in it, and soon enough, Joey came in with a bottle of Cognac and two cigars.
    ‘We’re out of Champagne.’ He said and stepped into the tub with a burning cigar, passing me the burning one and ignited himself another one.
    ‘Cuban cigars, these belonged to my grandpa. Try one.’
    My late grandpa taught me how to smoke cigar and taste good liquor when I was only a kid, I instinctively took the cigar and enjoyed them as my grandpa would while holding an intense gaze with Joey.
    We reposed ourselves in the tub, spending the night on smoking cigars and consuming almost the whole bottle of cognac, while sharing our thoughts on irrelevant topics, it was then I found out that we were quite alike, and that was where my capability of being so relaxed in front of him came from, even if I was naked.
    ‘Are you sure you want to do this?’ Joey asked me, out of the blue. But I knew immediately what he was referring to, I looked at this guy with his soaked hair scattered on his scalp leisurely and his skin glistening with foam under the yellow light, handsome and fit. I instantly decided this was not what I would reject to taste under any circumstances.
    I remained silent as I crawled on top of him, I then nibbled his ears and stroked his half awaken cock as he laid back with his arms holding high behind his tilted head.
    ‘Joey...’ I said in a whisper. ‘Fuck me.’
    He acted as if he just woke up and kissed me back on my lips, grinding and nibbling, making me softer and softer.
    ‘Say my name again...’ Joey moaned.
    ‘Joey...’ Undoubtedly the name Joey brought me an exceptional sensation, regarding to the