I took a slow, deep breath, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance of Jenny’s skin. It reminded of the pretty yellow flowers that bloomed in the meadow, with a little hint of something musky. It drilled into my brain, quickening my pulse and pushing blood to my now-hardening cock.

My hand wandered, gently touching her smooth, pale skin. The soft firmness of her breasts enthralled me, the hardness of her nipples surprised me, and the warmth of her lovely bum pressing against my groin excited me.

My cock was trapped awkwardly between us, and I moved my hips back, allowing it to rest between her smooth thighs. I returned to spooning her with my hand on her firm hip, slowly moving it to her tummy and up to her chest, gently cradling her breast.

My lips touched her shoulder, giving gentle kisses on the brightly coloured tattoo adorning it, and her soft voice murmured.

“That feels nice.”

I moved up, planting kisses on her neck, and felt her bum push against me gently. My cock throbbed.

“Lay on your back,” I suggested, moving my body away.

She giggled and rolled onto her back, lifting her arms over her head and resting them on the pillow. I continued kissing her warm skin, stopping when my lips touched her pert nipple. I flicked my tongue out, licking the hard nub before sucking it between my lips.

“Ooh,” she purred.

I moved from one to the other, licking and sucking her nipples until they glistened with wetness. With no real idea of what I was doing, I moved down, letting my lips and tongue caress her tummy.

“Ha, that tickles,” she giggled.

I could see the reddish fuzz of her mound and continued, moving myself around in order to reach it with my mouth. My lips brushed against the soft fuzz, and a musky fragrance reached my nose. It was enticing, somehow drawing me in between the valley of her thighs, and my tongue grazed the top of her pussy.

“Oh, yes…”

I moved lower and her thighs parted wide, exposing her glistening slit. I had to straddle her, my hard cock pressed down between her breasts, and tilt my chin down to reach her waiting honeypot. Tentative licks became fervent, my tongue and lips enjoying the warm taste of her pussy, the scent driving me crazy. I had never imagined a girl could taste so good.

Her moans filled my ears, a symphony of oohs, ahhs, and whimpers, an unexpected praise. I felt her hands on the front of my hips, pushing me upwards, and I raised myself up onto my knees. Her hand grabbed my cock and pulled it back slightly, and I felt her tongue move over the tip.

I wriggled back a little and felt her mouth on me, enveloping my swollen head. After a pause to enjoy the feeling of her sucking me, I dove in, licking at her wet pussy with intense desire. I felt her quiver, then begin to shake, her mouth clamped around my throbbing cock and her hands gripping my hips. Her orgasm was intense, her writhing pelvis rubbing my chin and her mouth squeezing me tightly.

Jenny suddenly relaxed, letting my cock pop free. I licked her swollen nub and her body jerked.

“Stop…. stop..,” she whimpered.

I gently rolled off of her and turned around, lying with my head next to hers. Her ragged breathing became calm, and she turned to me with a big grin on her face.

“Wow, that was really fucking good,” she chuckled softly. “Have you done that before?”

“No,” I admitted sheepishly.

“Wow.”

She let out a little chuckle and sat up, turning to face me. Her hand grabbed my cock, and she leaned down, taking it into her mouth.

“Oh, jeez...”

She sucked me slowly, keeping her hand tight around the base of my shaft while her lips and tongue massaged my cock.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, feeling my load build quickly.

She pulled herself up, leaving my wet cock throbbing, and smirked.

“I was saving this for next week, before I leave, but you’re getting it now.”

Her leg swung over, and she straddled me, her wet pout just above my pulsing tip. She held my pole steady and lowered herself down, taking her hand away when my cock began to slide into her. I sucked in a deep breath.

The sensation was amazing - a hot, wet, silky envelope surrounding my engorged cock. She moved slowly, up and down, side to side, taking in my entire length, then sat still.

“Oh, you feel so good,” I whispered.

I had no other way to describe it.

“I feel so full,” she replied. “I love your cock.”

I had to move, the innate need to thrust making me buck my hips.

“Ooh, that’s it. Fuck me… fuck my pussy.”

I reached up and grabbed her breasts, squeezing the glorious mounds, and she began moving with me.

“Oh, fuck me… that’s it,” she urged.

“Oh, fuck, I’m going to cum,” I warned, moving my hands to her waist.

“Do it! Cum in me!”

I gripped her tight and thrust wildly, driving my cock into her, unable to control myself.

“Fuck, I’m cumming!” Jenny whimpered.

My cock swelled to the bursting point and I thrust into her hard, letting out a deep, gutteral groan when it exploded. My cock throbbed intensely, pumping a gusher of cum into her clenching pussy.

“Oh yes!” Jenny squealed, twisting and shaking above me, her hair flailing wildly.

I kept thrusting, my balls pushing spurt after spurt, my cock pulsing with each contraction. It ended suddenly, the intense throbs subsiding quickly, and the need to thrust stopped. Jenny fell forward onto my chest, her hair covering my face as we gasped for air. My cock softened slightly, threatening to slip out, so I held her tightly to keep it in place.

My mind swirled, a euphoric feeling of pleasure and relief, and my heart stopped pounding and slowed to a steady beat.

Jenny lay on me quietly, her warm breath caressing my chest. I moved the hair away from my face just as my cock slipped out, a little gush of warm liquids following. I missed the warm envelope of her pussy immediately.

“That was something,” I sighed. “Better than I imagined it could be.”

“It was intense,” Jenny replied softly.

We lay like that for a few minutes, neither of us talking as I stroked her hair, our soft breathing the only sound in the room.