Exploring South Africa

The clock read 5:51. I sighed. That meant it was time to go. It took, on average, 12 minutes to get to church, and I had to be there by 6:00. So technically, I was already late. I stood up from my desk, closed down my computer, adjusted my worn in blue jeans and t-shirt, and swept my long brown hair into a ponytail. Slipping on my sneakers, I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs. My mother was already waiting for me at the door, keys in hand, looking impatient.

"Ready?" she asked.

"Yes, yes, I'm ready," I said, and we left.

Twelve minutes later, we were pulling into the church parking lot. The rest of the kids in the youth group were already there, along with the youth director and one of the local college kids for a helper. My mom leaned over to give me a kiss goodbye, and I shrugged her off, slightly annoyed. I hated youth group so much, and she was the one who made me go every single Sunday afternoon. It was the stupidest thing; the kids were basically all 14, except for me and the Reverend's son, Henny. Henny and I were really good friends. Well, we had to be since we were the only ones our age at youth group. And I actually had had a crush on him ever since freshman year, and I had heard he had feelings for me too. I was 17, and Henny had just turned 18. We were both seniors at our high school, and he was in a lot of my classes since we were both pretty smart. That was a plus for me (and him hopefully!) because we got to talk to each other all the time.

Anyways, I hopped out of the car and closed my door with a little extra force. My mother, the perfectionist that she is, cringed slightly but smiled at me anyways. I just rolled my chocolate brown eyes and walked towards the group.

"Well, hello, Anna! We were just deciding on where to go out for dinner!" the youth director, Kim, said cheerily. I smiled and gave her a hug; I did like her, even though she could be a little over-peppy at times.

"Oooh! Sounds like fun!" I said, trying to sound enthusiastic. I knew it was supposed to be a fun surprise, since most of the time we just stayed at the church and played games, but I wasn't quite up for an outing with all of these 14 year olds.

"Yes, I think we decided on Taco Bell," she told me. I cringed internally; I hated Taco Bell. The food always gave me stomach aches, even the "Taco Salads" they had. But I didn't put up a fight, I just smiled and tried to play along. Henny caught my eye and grinned at me; he always seemed to know what I was thinking. He walked over to me, and we all piled into the church's bus. Henny sat next to me; he even let me have the window seat.

"So what's up, Africa?" I asked him. It was my nickname for him; he was South African and had an African accent underneath his perfect english. But the name had stuck with him, it was hard for me to call him Henny anymore.

"Nothin', America," he joked back. I shoved him playfully with my shoulder, and we chatted for a few minutes about a chemistry project that was due in a few weeks.

When we pulled into the Taco Bell parking lot, Henny pulled me aside and told me to wait there. I rolled my eyes at him but abided. He jogged over to Kim and asked her something I couldn't make out, then he jogged back to me.

"Wanna go get some burgers?" he asked with a smile, fanning out a wad of cash in his right hand. I just laughed.

"How did you manage that?" I asked.

"When you're the Reverend's son, you can pretty much get anything you want," he said with a wink. He took my small hand in his big one and led me across the street to a little bar-and-grill type place. It smelled amazing the second we walked in.

"How did you know I hate Taco Bell?" I asked him as we were led to a little booth.

"Just an instinct. Plus, I was really in the mood for burgers and thought I would invite you so you wouldn't be stuck with all those kids," he answered with a grin.

"Oh, God, you're so full of it," I said.

"Never use the lord's name in vain," Henny said with a serious look on his face, and then we burst out laughing.

Our waitress came by and Henny ordered for us; iced tea and a mushroom burger for me and a coke and a bacon burger for him. When the waitress left, Henny scooted his chair around the little table towards me. His golden brown hair seemed to glow in the dim lights of the place, as did his tanned skin. It was the middle of November, and Henny looked like he had just stepped off of a beach in Hawaii. His skin was naturally dark since he was South African, but I was still jealous. His younger sister had the same gold hair and tanned skin, and I had always been a bit envious of her. But I was happy with what I looked like, even if I wasn't foreign and tan. I had long brown hair with natural blonde streaks that was pin straight. My eyes were big and caramel brown, and I had 34-C breasts. My body was in good shape since I played basketball and tennis, and I got stares from a bunch of guys at school. Still, I was slightly jealous of Henny's gorgeous tan skin and golden hair.

Anyways, Henny and I started to talk. I don't even know what it was about; I guess a mixture of school related things and sports. He had a ton to talk about for sports since he was a pretty serious soccer player. That's another reason why he was so cute; he was extremely fit. Although lean, he still had really nice muscles and an eight pack that showed against his t-shirt.

We started to talk more about each other's personal life, and then, out of the blue, he asked, "So, do you have a boyfriend?"

I just stared at him for a moment, not sure what to say. I didn't have one, but he probably already knew that. So I wasn't quite sure why he was asking.

"No, I don't," I responded. He smiled a little and slid his big, warm hand over mine.

"Good," he said with some finality in his voice. I would have said more, but just then our food was brought to us. Henny had to remove his hand from mine so the waitress could set our dishes down.

"Thank you," I murmured to the waitress. She nodded and walked away.

"Wow, this looks delicious!" I said to fill the silence.

"Yeah, it does," Henny agreed, taking a few fries and shoveling them into his mouth. We each took a bite of our burgers, and I was immediately in heaven. It was juicy and delicious, and I could tell Henny was enjoying his, too. Our mouths full, we began to laugh at the look of joy on each others face. The juice from the burger started to drip down my chin. I swallowed my bite and laughed out loud for real, reaching for a napkin. But Henny grabbed it before me.

"Here, lemme get that," he said, swallowing his bite and picking up the napkin. He leaned in towards me, and I got a whiff of his cologne. It was the perfect amount, not too much, and I just breathed the scent in for a few moments. I was then brought back to attention as Henny dabbed my chin and mouth with the napkin. He cupped my face with his hand, and I leaned my head against it. His dark blue eyes looked enticingly into mine, and then he leaned in farther and kissed me.

I was shocked, and my eyes stayed open for a minute. But then his soft tongue met my lips and I was immediately drawn towards him. My eyes closed and I could feel his tongue pressing gently against my mouth. I opened my mouth, allowing him to push his tongue in. He cupped both of his hands around my face, burying his fingers in my hair. I hooked my arms around his neck.

He was so gentle and his kiss so loving. I was getting more and more turned on, forgetting about my food. I pushed my face against his harder; I was eager. He laughed and pulled away. He laughed again when he saw the look of disappointment on my face.

"Come on, let's finish our dinner first," he said. I frowned, and he leaned in to give me another soft kiss on the lips. I smiled, and quickly shoveled the rest of my fries and burger into my mouth. I was done with my dinner in just a few minutes, but Henny felt like taking his time. I waited impatiently for him to finish.

"Hurry up Africa!" I commanded. He just laughed some more and wiped his face with his napkin as he finished up his burger.

"Calm down, Anns, I'm almost done," he replied. Finally, he finished, and the waitress brought the check. Henny placed down twenty-five for the burgers and left a tip of ten dollars.

"Wow, nice tip, Henny," I said.

"Well, it's not my money, so why not spend it?" he replied and we both laughed.

"So where to now?" I asked.

"Well I'm guessing that the other kids aren't finished at Taco Bell, so how bout we do a little shopping?" he suggested. I grinned, and he grabbed my hand and led me outside. We walked through the parking lot and came to a strip mall.

"Where do you want to go first? I'll buy you anything you want," Henny said, fanny out the wad of cash he had been given. I laughed and led him towards a little boutique. I leafed through the racks of expensive clothing and pulled out a few shirts and skirts. Henny was a big help. He added more shirts, jeans, swimsuits, and dress to my pile.

"Now go try everything on for me!" he told me with a smile. I grinned and walked into a dressing room, leaving him outside.

The first thing I tried on was a black dress. I was a v-neck and showed off my breasts very nicely. It came just above my knee, hugging my butt and fitting perfectly. I walked out and grabbed a pair of black pumps to try on with the dress.

"My God, you look sexy," he said, standing up and spinning me around. "You're getting it," he decided. I smiled and gave him a kiss.

I walked back in and tried on the next few items. My favorites were the black dress and pumps, a pair of jeans that fit me perfectly, a turquoise short sleeved shirt that was very low cut, a blue and white striped skirt that was a little on the short side, a white, summery t-shirt, and a red bikini. I didn't expect to get it all, but Henny insisted.

"Are you sure?" I asked. He just leaned in, kissed me, and said, "Yes, we're getting it all."

I smiled again and waited while he payed for everything.

"Okay, so should we go back now?" I asked, looking at my cell phone for the time.

"Nah, not yet. One more store," he said, leading me back outside and pulling me into Victoria's Secret. I giggled like a little girl. He handed me a variety of bras, thongs, nighties, and other lingerie. And then he made me try it all on for him. I was slightly embarrassed, but I did everything he said anyways. We walked to the back of the store where the dressing rooms were, and he waited outside while I tried everything on for him.

I first tried on a short, black lace night gown. I cupped my breasts nicely and fell just below my butt. I was more like a baby-doll, with spaghetti straps and sparkles along the bust line. I opened the door and stuck my head out.

"Come out and show me!" he said impatiently. I slowly came out, my hands in front of my body in embarrassment. He grinned and walked over to me. I stood there as he came up to me and pulled me into his arms and into a passionate kiss.

"You are absolutely gorgeous," he mumbled quietly to me. It was a good thing no one else was around, because I would have been ten times more embarrassed. I smiled sheepishly and backed into the dressing room to try the next items on. I striped out of the nightie and pulled on a pink lace thong and matching push-up bra. This was even more embarrassing to me, but I came out anyways. Henny's jaw actually dropped when he saw me, and he was instantly hard. I tried not to stare at the bulge in his pants, but it was hard. He once again came up to kiss me. He was daring, and he cupped my left breast in his hand. I shuddered, but let him. This was the closest I had come to any type of intercourse, but it felt right with Henny. After a few minutes of him massaging my breast and kissing, I had to pull away.

"We need to get going," I said, out of breath. He grinned.

"Yes, but not before we buy a few items," he said and pushed me gently back into the dressing room. I put my clothes back on and brought out a few things. We decided on the nightie, the pink lace bra and thong, and a few other things I hadn't bothered to try on including two more bras, another thong, and a g-string. The g-string was a bit of a stretch for me, but Henny persuaded me with more kisses.

After buying the lingerie, we walked back outside and crossed the street to Taco Bell. The rest of the kids were just coming out, along with Kim and her helper, James. Before anyone could see, I stuffed the Victoria's Secret bag into the boutique's bag. Kim looked over then and smiled at us, a knowing twinkle in her eye. I also dropped Henny's hand, even though I didn't want to.

We all loaded onto the bus, and Henny and I sat up at the front. Kim was driving, and as she drove, she chatted us up.

"So are you guys excited to be on Spring Break?" Kim asked, eyeing us in her rearview mirror. We both grinned, and I said, "Yes! It will give us a chance to work on the chemistry project," as I nudged Henny.

"I'm sensing a little chemistry between the two of you," she said and I turned red. But Henny just grinned and nodded, taking my hand in his. Kim smiled and left us alone for the rest of the ride.

As we pulled into the church parking lot, Henny pulled me out of the bus and said, "I can give you a ride home if you want."

"Okay, I'll just give my mom a call," I responded, pulling out my cell phone.

I hung up after talking to her for a minute, and we walked to his car. We climbed in, and as he drove, he held my hand. We listened to a CD mix he had made, and he had pretty good taste in music. We first listened to some guy I had never heard of, but who had a nice voice, and then it switched to some classic rock songs.

"So when are we hanging out again? I had fun time today," I told him as we pulled into my driveway.

"I did too. What about tomorrow? We can work on our chemistry project, too," he responded, but we both just laughed, knowing that wouldn't happen.

"Tomorrow sounds good," I said, and he leaned in to give me another soft kiss. His hand rested on my upper thigh, rubbing it in circles. I had shaved the night before, so his warm hands felt really nice against my bare thighs. Even though it was only April, it was warm. We lived in Florida, so it was nice year-round, and that day had been a perfect day at 77 degrees. I was wearing shorts, and his finger slipped under the hem of them. I broke our kiss and noticed that his dick was still erect. I giggled nervously and shimmed away from him.

"I should go," I said, giving him another quick kiss and avoiding his gaze. Yes, I liked him, but I wasn't quite ready to go much further than kissing. I had let him feel my breasts earlier, but that was different to me somehow.

"Hey," he said softly, grabbing my chin with his hand and tilting it up so I would have to look at him.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, and I smiled. He leaned down and gave me a long, sweet kiss, on the lips, and then a quick peck on my forehead.

I just grinned, already loving our newfound relationship. I unbuckled myself and got out of the car, waving goodbye. I completely forgot about my shopping bags, and he drove away before I remembered. But I figured I would just get them tomorrow when we hung out.

I headed inside and was heading upstairs when I heard my mother call me from the kitchen. I sighed, but walked back down the stairs and into the kitchen. She was sitting at the table, and at first I thought she wasn't doing anything, but then I realized she was crying. I ran the last few steps to her and knelt down beside her.

"Mom! What's wrong?" I asked. She wiped at her nose and took a deep breath, trying to compose herself.

"It's Grandpa," she responded softly. My hand dropped from her shoulder as I realized what she meant. He was dead. I got up and walked away, not bothering to turn around when she called my name. It wasn't exactly unexpected, because he had had cancer for the last year. But I was still extremely upset, and I collapsed on my messy bed and started to cry. My phone buzzed a few times, but I ignored it. I just lay on my bed and sobbed into my pillow until I started to get tired. It was only 8:30, but I was suddenly exhausted.

I drifted off, but was soon awakened when my mother opened the door and sat down on my bed beside me.

"Honey?" she said, gently shaking me awake. I rolled over. She had her hair tied back into a sloppy pony tail, her eyes were red, and her purse was slung over her shoulder. There was a small travel bag on the floor.

"I'm going to stay with Grammy for the night. Are you okay here alone, or would you like to come? Dad won't be back from his business trip until Wednesday, and I probably won't be back until then either. So it's up to you," she said gently. My grandma only lived about an hour away, a few towns over. I rubbed my eyes and stretched my legs under the covers.

"I'll stay here," I whispered. She nodded and smoothed my hair with her hand. She leaned down and gave me a kiss, and for once I didn't shy away. She got up, grabbing her travel bag, and I heard the front door open and close a minute later.

I sat up and looked at the clock. It was only 9:00. My phone buzzed again, and I had two messages from Henny and a few from my other friends. I sighed and rubbed my hand over my face. I ignored the messages from my friends, but opened up the messages from Henny. The first one said "Hey I had a great time with you today ", and the second read "You left your shopping bags in my car! You want me to drop them off at your house?"

I opened up a new message to respond and tell him he could drop the bags off at my house and I would be in my back yard so just come right around. He responded a minutes later saying that that was fine.

I walked over to my dresser and ran a brush through my hair and walked downstairs. I walked out onto my deck and crossed the yard to the back edge where we had a hammock set up. I lay down and swung back and forth, staring up at the stars.

A few minutes later, I heard footsteps, and then Henny's voice calling out, "Anna? You back here?"

"Here!" I called back hoarsely. He jogged over to me, the bags in his hand.

"What's the matter?" he asked the second he was close enough to see my face.

"My grandpa died," I replied softly.

"Oh, Anns, I'm sorry," he responded, laying down next to me and sliding one arm over me and one arm underneath me. I curled my legs into him and buried my head in his chest. The tears started to flow, and he kissed the top of my head a few times and rocked me. He began to sing to me, and I recognized the song. It was "Ripple" by Greatful Dead. He had a low, pure voice, and I immediately began to quite down so I could listen to him.

The song ended, and I looked up, my eyes red and puffy. He smiled sadly down at me and pulled my face up to his so he could kiss me. His lips were soft and seemed to mold themselves to my lips. He pulled me on top of him, and his chest was so warm and comforting. He rested his right hand in my hair and stroked my back with his left. I felt incredibly loved, and I wanted more. But I was content just kissing him, for now at least.

He continued to kiss me and pushed his tongue gently into my mouth, and our tongues wrestled. Henny was almost 7 inches taller than me, him standing at 6"2' and me at 5"7', so his still-erect cock was pressed against my lower thigh.

Henny flipped us over so I was underneath him. The hammock swayed slightly, but he grabbed the rope with his hands so we wouldn't tip over. He positioned himself over me so we could still kiss, but so his cock was pressed against my shorts; his butt stuck up in the air. I giggled softly, enjoying the way it felt.

Our kisses got more and more passionate, and I started to rock my hips against his dick. It grew harder, and I wanted to see it.

"Henny," I whispered between kisses, "Can I see your cock?" The words sounded odd coming from my mouth, and I turned a light shade of red. Henny chuckled.

"Anna, I would say sure, but your grandfather just died. I don't think you really want to do this." he whispered back.

"Please, Africa?" I asked softly. He smiled sadly at me and placed another kiss on my forehead.

"I don't think you really want to do this, Anna," he responded.

"Henny, I really really like you. And I want to see your dick," I said, embarrassed.

"I really like you too. But I don't want you to do anything you wouldn't normally do," he said gently, trying to pull away slightly. But I locked my hands tightly around him so he couldn't go anywhere.

"Henny, listen to me. I like you. And I want you. It has nothing to do with my grandpa, okay?" I told him. He smiled at me, and I pulled him down for another deep kiss.

"So?" I asked.

"You sure?"

"Yes. Positive," I said, and he got off of the hammock and stripped his t-shirt, revealing his broad shoulders, muscular arms, and delicious abs. He undid his belt and jeans, dropping them to the ground. His cock was huge; nine inches and thick. I gasped when I saw it, and he grinned. He lay back down on top of me, and I grasped his cock in my small hand. He let out a small groan. He continued to kiss me, and after a few minutes, I decided I was ready to go further. I kept on massaging his dick in my right hand while I stroked his hair with my left hand. He had his hands cupped around my face, tracing patterns around my cheeks with his finger tips.

I squirmed around for a moment, trying to get out from under him. He stood up so I could take my t-shirt and bra off, letting my C cup breasts spring free. He smiled.

"Do you want to go inside?" he asked, and I nodded. I grabbed my shirt and bra and his clothes, and he scooped me up in his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist to hold myself up and draped my arms around his neck. His erect cock was pressed against my shorts, and I rocked my hips against it. As he walked me back into the house, I kissed his neck and ear.

He carried me up the stairs, and down the hall.

"Which room?" he asked.

"The last one on the right," I mumbled into his neck. He pushed the door open with his foot and I dropped our clothes on the floor. He laid me down on my bed and stood over me for a moment, admiring me. He smiled and unbuttoned my shorts for me. I raised my hips so he could slide them and my underwear out from under me.

"Are you a virgin?" I asked softly. He shook his head no. I was slightly disappointed, but I didn't care too much.

"Are you?" he asked, laying over me.

"Yes," I responded quietly, embarrassed. He brushed my cheek with his thumb.

"It's okay. I'll go slow," he said gently, kissing me sweetly on the forehead. I tilted my head up and he met my lips with his. His cock was resting against my smooth pussy, and I was already dripping wet.

Henny got off of me and crawled in between my legs. I propped my head up on a pillow to watch, but then he said, "Just lay back, close your eyes, and enjoy."

So I removed the pillow and lay flat on my back with my eyes closed. I lay there for a minute before I felt something warm press against my clit. I assumed it was his tongue because it felt slightly wet, too.

Henny slowly dragged his tongue along my ass crack and along my pussy, lingering right outside my hole for a moment extra. He proceeded to slide it up and suck gently on my engorged button, causing me to moan slightly and raise my hips to his face. Henny chuckled and pushed my hips down with his hands and continued sucking on my clit.

After a few minutes of this, I really thought I would cum just from his sucking on my clit. He had started to suck harder and more eagerly, and I was working up my climax. But Henny wouldn't let me cum yet; he pulled his tongue away from me just as I began to moan out some more. He then slowly inserted his pointer finger in my soaking wet love hole and gently thrust it in and out. Once his hand was nice and wet, he slowly stuck in another finger. My pussy was extremely tight, and I winced as he pushed his second finger in. Henny let his two fingers rest there, letting my pussy grow accustomed to the feeling. He then continued to slowly thrust these fingers in and out, while rubbing my clit with the thumb and forefinger of his other hand.

After another minute or so, Henny inserted a third finger up to the first joint. My pussy tightened and flexed around it, and as I relaxed, he pushed the finger in farther, until he had all three fingers completely inside of me. I let out a gasp as he pushed the third one in all the way, and I grabbed onto his head with my hands. He held his fingers there for a moment and let me get used to them.

As my pussy muscles started to relax, and they stopped convulsing, Henny began to once again thrust them gently in and out of me. It was slowly at first, but he picked up speed and hardness as he went. He once again lowered his head down to suck on my clit, which I loved.

I groaned loudly and lifted my hips, getting ready to climax. But Henny still wasn't ready for me to cum. He stopped immediately and let me calm down again before picking up where we had left off.

Henny repeated this start-and-stop pattern for almost twenty minutes, making me beg him to let me cum.

"Henny, please!!" I gasped. I guess the look of pure ecstasy and horniness on my face made him change his mind, because then he decided he would let me cum. He thrust his fingers in and out even harder and faster then he had before and really took advantage of my clit. In less then thirty seconds, I let out a very loud and long moan and bucked my hips into the air. A small stream of my cum flowed out of my pussy, coating his hand with the sticky substance. Henny smiled at me and crawled out from between my legs. When I had calmed down and opened my eyes, he took each finger individually in his mouth and sucked off my cum. The sight started to turn me on again, and I could tell he was still extremely horny by the rock-hard hard on he had.

As Henny sucked his fingers clean, I rolled onto my side to face him and grasped his big, hard cock in my right hand. He removed his hand from his mouth and covered my right breast with his hand.

I began to squeeze and massage his cock, and he began to squeeze and massage my boob. He pinched my nipple, and I pinched the head of his cock. He cupped my boob in his hand, I cupped his balls in my hand. He leaned in to suckle on my breast, I leaned in to suckle on the tip of his cock.

We continued with this sharing of pleasures for almost ten minutes, and then Henny decided it was time for him to blow his load. I was horny too, and I wanted him inside of me.

"Are you sure you want to do this Anna? It's not too late to change your mind. I know you just went through something pretty traumatic, and I don't want you to do anything you will regret," he whispered into my ear.

"Henny, I'm ready. I'm sad about my grandpa, but I knew he was sick. And he wouldn't want me to wallow and cry when I could be out having fun. He loved me, and I loved him, but he would have wanted me to enjoy myself while I still can," I whispered back, and Henny nodded, giving me a soft kiss on the lips.

He climbed on top of me, positioning his dick between my waiting thighs. Slowly, he lowered himself down so our chests met and our stomachs were pressed against each other. It was an odd, but pleasant, sensation; having his nipples pressed against mine. He was warm and smelled delicious, and I couldn't wait to make love with him.

Henny spat into his hand and quickly rubbed the length of his cock between us to lube it up. He inserted the head into me, which I could handle. I liked the feeling, and as my pussy muscles flexed, they pulled him into me another inch. We both gasped as his dick slowly slid into me. The feeling of being so full was absolutely incredible; I had never experienced anything like it. Henny pushed his pulsing cock into me another couple of inches until he reached my sealed barrier. He held still for a moment as I got used to the feeling of him that deep inside of me.

He began to slide his dick out, and then slowly thrust it back in. He pulled out about an inch the first time, stopping once he reached my hymen. Once again, he pulled his dick out, this time two inches, and slipped it back in until he came to my barrier.

He continued this pattern, pulling farther out and pushing back in for a few minutes. Eventually, he was practically sliding the whole thing out and sliding it back in, only to stop where my body would not let him go. His pace and force increased, and as he thrust his dick in and out, he kissed me so passionately I was actually becoming dizzy. His tongue explored the inside of my mouth, almost intrusively. But I loved it, and I just tried to keep up without being in the way. He seemed to know what he was doing, which made me feel annoyed but comforted.

A few minutes later, I was beginning to reach my climax, and Henny still hadn't put his whole dick inside of me.

"Henny, I'm cumming!" I moaned breathlessly as a wave a climax came over me. As my joy began, a pain came with it. I raised my hips up into the air, meeting Henny's thrusts. Although I was lost in a sea of climactic joy, I could still feel Henny push the rest of his cock inside of me. I let out a load moan, almost a scream, and fell back onto the bed, dazed. I was tired and worn, and I felt a horrible rip run through me as Henny teared through my barrier.

My climax ended, and as Henny held his cock still in my pussy, so did my pain.

"You okay?" he asked softly, looking worriedly down at me. All I could do was nod, and he gave me a kiss on the tip of my nose.

"You were wonderful," he said, holding me in his arms, "Did it hurt a lot?"

"Not too badly. Can we try again now that I'm not a virgin anymore?" I suggested, with a devilish grin on my face. Henny grinned back at me.

"Of course, Anns, but you might need to suck me so I can get hard again," he responded.

"I'm happy to oblige!" I exclaimed, and he laughed as we both got into a kneeling position. He held his limp cock in his right hand and held my hair back with his left hand. I bent down, placing my hands on either side of his legs. I took the head into my mouth, swirling around and around it, licking off the cum. Henny started to moan and encouraged me to continue.

"Just lick it like a lollipop, Anna," he instructed. I did like he said, slowly dragging my tongue from the base of his shaft all the way up to the tip. He groaned loudly, letting his head fall forward to watch me more closely. I tilted my head up and looked into his eyes, and he seemed to like that. I grinned, the first two inches of his cock inside my mouth.

"Relax, Anna, you're doing fine," he encouraged. I let my throat muscles relax, and he slipped another inch and half down my tight throat. I gagged for a second, and he stopped pushing in, waiting for me to relax some more. I did, and he pushed another inch or two in. Once again, I gagged, then relaxed to let more of him in.

After a minute or so of this, his cock was deep down my throat; however I couldn't breathe, and I didn't like that feeling. I gagged again as he slowly pulled and pushed his cock in and out of my mouth. After a minute or so, he pulled all the way out, allowing me to breathe. I took in a deep breath, licking my lips, and Henny laughed softly.

"Are you ready now, or should I suck you some more?" I asked. The words sounded weird coming out of my mouth, but all I wanted was to feel him inside of me again. The feeling of him pumping his hard dick into me earlier was incredible; and I had only had about half of him inside me. I couldn't even imagine the feeling of having his whole dick deep inside my hot, tight pussy.

Henny laughed and said, "I'm ready now. Unless you want me to cum in your mouth so you can taste it." He grinned down at me, and I grinned back.

"Mmmm that does sound tempting," I responded, taking his cock back into my mouth. It slid in quicker now since I was more used to the feeling, and soon enough, Henny was face fucking me. He held his hands on either side of my head, and I massaged his pulsing balls with my hands. I had to come up for air every once in a while, but I was getting better at sucking him.

After about ten minutes, I could feel his balls growing heavier and pulsing with his cum. He began to face-fuck me harder, and I looked into his eyes as he shot his load deep into my throat. It was an odd sensation, having a liquid being shot down my throat without me really tasting it. But when he had finished, he pulled his dick out enough so I could lick the head of it and really taste his cum.

It was salty. And gooey. But I liked it. I hungrily licked his cock up and down, trying to get every last drop off. In the process of licking his shaft, he began to grow hard again, and the fire in my pussy raged even more. I wanted to feel him pump his cum into my pussy again and again.

Henny leaned back, pulling me down on top of him. He kissed me passionately, and then he flipped us over so I was underneath him. He got off of me and instructed me to get on my hands and knees; he was going to enter me from behind. I was slightly thrilled, but nervous at the same time. Would it feel the same? Would I like it more? Would it hurt more? I had so many questions, but before I could voice any of them, Henny placed his hands on either side of my bum and lifted it into the air. He was kneeling behind me, and he positioned his pulsing cock against my waiting slit. I gasped; it felt great. He pushed in a little, making me moan loudly at the new feeling. He slipped in even deeper, filling me up like I never thought possible.

"OH!" I cried out in wonder and exasperation. Henny just kept pushing in until he was buried deep inside of me. With his hands still on either side of my extended butt, he started to pump. In and out, in and out he went over and over. He got faster and faster, and after a few minutes of our skin slapping against each other, he reached around with his right hand to massage my breasts. He plucked each of my nipples, making them stand on end, and then cupped them and squeezed them in his hands. With his left hand, he reached between my legs and started to furiously rub my clit, making me moan and groan like a crazy woman; it felt so good!

"Henny!!! Henny!! I'm going to cum!" I practically screamed. Henny did not give in though, he just pumped me harder and harder, grunting the whole time. I let out a load moan as I experienced my first mind-blowing orgasm. It was incredible. I shook and moaned and groaned, and I probably would have collapsed on the bed if Henny's hands hadn't returned to my waist to hold me steady. I let out a load side as my orgasm subsided. But Henny wasn't ready to cum, and he continued to pump in and out of me. My clit was incredibly sensitive from that first orgasm, and it took less than a minute for me to cum once more. Thankfully for me, Henny came at the same time, pulling out just before he exploded. I collapsed onto the bed on my back, and Henny blew his load on my stomach. He collapsed beside me, and we lay in each others arms for a while before we moved.

"Wow," I mumbled, completely drained. Henny turned onto his side to face me. He grinned.

"You were incredible, Anna. That was amazing," he said, placing a kiss on the tip of my nose. I giggled and pulled his face closer to mine so I could give him a proper kiss on the lips. I grinned back at him as I pulled away, and I curled into him.

He stayed the night with me, finally explaining to me that his parents were visiting his sister in Palm Springs for the week. I was so excited to have a boyfriend, and we had many adventures that week. We didn't end up working on that chemistry project too much, but we had definitely created some chemistry between the two of us. Still, we managed to get a B on our project.