Gwen didn’t waste any time.
She slid off my lap and slowly began removing her clothes, clearly putting on a show for me.
Not that I needed any extra stimulation.
That heated kiss and the sexy girl in my arms had already done their job.
Still, I understood why she was doing it.
Guys in this world apparently got aroused much more slowly than I was used to.
I suspected it was mostly psychological.
Either way, I certainly wasn’t going to complain.
Stacy had an incredible body.
She was an absolute feast for the eyes.
Meanwhile, her hands moved toward my zipper as she leaned in for another kiss.
She skillfully undid my belt and the button on my jeans, then pulled them down along with my underwear.
My painfully hard cock, which had been aching for attention for quite some time, was finally free.
“Oh,” Gwen breathed when she saw it.
“Pen-Pen wasn’t exaggerating. It really is impressive.”
“You two actually talked about my dick?”
I couldn’t help laughing.
“Of course.”
She nodded seriously, looking rather pleased with herself.
“I needed to know what you liked and what you’d already done together. Besides, I think we should try something new tonight.”
She smiled.
“I want to be your first at least once.”
I decided not to think too hard about what that conversation must have been like for the shy Penny.
Instead, I focused on the pleasure.
While we talked, Gwen’s delicate fingers wrapped around my shaft and slowly began stroking me.
She didn’t stick to using her hands for long.
Once our conversation died down, her soft lips kissed the tip of my cock, sending waves of pleasure through my entire body.
Gwen was surprisingly good at combining her hands and mouth.
She continued stroking me while using her tongue, licking my cock and keeping it wet.
Her hand moved faster and faster.
Enduring that kind of stimulation for long was beyond me.
A moan escaped my throat, warning her that I was close.
Gwen understood immediately.
Then, suddenly, she stopped.
I gave her an annoyed look.
She answered with a mischievous smile.
“I promised we’d try something new.”
She pulled out a small bottle she’d hidden nearby.
I immediately suspected it was lubricant.
Well, she’d prepared much better than I’d expected.
Gwen unscrewed the cap and poured some of the contents over her breasts.
It didn’t take much imagination to figure out what she had in mind.
My cock twitched in anticipation.
I’d never tried a titfuck before.
I’d read plenty of opinions online claiming it wasn’t particularly pleasurable, but it was still difficult not to find the idea incredibly sexy.
While I was thinking about it, Gwen finished preparing herself and got to work.
Her breasts weren’t especially large, but they were more than enough to wrap around me.
The moment Gwen started moving, another wave of pleasure ran through my body.
I had no idea what anyone could possibly dislike about this.
Her soft skin, covered in lubricant for easier movement, felt incredible.
Her quick tongue also teased the head of my cock whenever she could reach it.
I completely surrendered myself to the pleasure, letting out quiet moans whenever things became especially intense.
Since I’d been forced to hold myself back the previous time, the release was particularly powerful.
It splashed across Gwen’s face and part of her chest.
Gwen happily swallowed what had landed in her mouth and on her lips, but we still needed a little time to clean her up before we could continue.
I was sitting on the couch again.
Gwen climbed over me, placing her knees on either side of my legs and hovering her pussy above my cock.
“Pen-Pen said you prefer being on top,” Stacy whispered seductively.
“Let me take control for a while. In exchange, you’ll be in charge of serving the main course, okay?”
I simply nodded.
I had no problem letting her take the lead.
Aside from anal sex and a couple of particularly questionable fetishes from the perspective of a heterosexual man, I didn’t have many restrictions when it came to sex.
She didn’t even need to make that deal with me.
But I wasn’t about to say that out loud.
I was far more interested in what she meant by the “main course.”
The idea was certainly intriguing.
Once Gwen had my approval, she slowly lowered herself onto my cock, taking her time and enjoying every second.
A pair of moans escaped our mouths at the same time as I slid all the way inside her.
When she began moving, I realized Penny wasn’t the only one who had taken inspiration from porn.
Gwen didn’t limit herself to simple up-and-down movements.
Every so often, she rolled her hips, allowing my cock to brush against all the sensitive spots inside her.
The sensation was incredible for me too.
I’d promised to let her take the initiative, but there was no way my hands could remain idle when such a tempting body was right in front of me.
I ran my palms over her waist, tracing her smooth curves.
Then I moved up to her breasts, teasing her already hardened nipples.
Gwen claimed my lips without hesitation.
She kissed me with such passion and determination that it felt like she wanted to tie my tongue into a knot.
Whenever our mouths separated for a moment, I kissed her collarbones and neck, leaving love bites behind.
She was definitely going to have marks from tonight.
Meanwhile, Gwen’s movements grew faster.
Her moans became more frequent and louder.
Watching my partner’s face twist with pleasure was a special kind of satisfaction.
I was getting close too.
Despite having already finished once, Gwen was simply too good, especially for someone with so little experience, for me to hold out much longer.
“Damn,” Gwen cursed between moans.
“This feels so good.”
“Why did we wait so long?”
She gasped.
“I should’ve fucked you back then, near the college. I should’ve dragged you into some dark corner and…”
“Oh!”
“Right next to the college?”
I grinned.
“You like risky places? What a naughty girl.”
I couldn’t resist giving her a light slap on the ass.
Judging by her pleased moan, she definitely enjoyed it.
She didn’t get a chance to answer.
Our orgasms finally overtook us both.
Her pussy pulsed around my cock in rhythm with my release, and Gwen went limp in the afterglow.
I had to catch her in my arms.
“So, is it time for the main course?” Gwen asked after she’d recovered a little.
My guess had been correct.
She climbed off me and picked up the bottle of lubricant from the floor. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
After handing it to me, Stacy got down on all fours and deliberately shook her ass.
“Just be careful, okay?”
She glanced back at me.
“I prepared for this, but I’m still a little nervous.”
“I’ll be as gentle as possible,” I promised seriously.
There was no reason to rush.
She wasn’t going anywhere, and taking things slowly was the sensible choice.
I didn’t want to hurt her.
So I started gradually.
After applying plenty of lubricant around her entrance, I pressed a lubricated finger against it and carefully pushed inside.
She really had prepared herself.
One finger slipped in without much trouble.
There was something strangely fascinating about anal sex.
Maybe it was because so few of my previous partners had ever agreed to try it.
Forbidden fruit always tasted sweeter.
Either way, I enjoyed watching more and more of my fingers disappear inside Gwen.
Naturally, I had no intention of stopping there.
Once I was certain she’d been prepared enough for me, I moved on to the main event.
After coating myself generously with lubricant, I positioned my cock against her prepared entrance.
Despite all the preparation, penetration wasn’t easy.
I watched Gwen’s reaction carefully, making sure I wasn’t hurting her.
Her endurance and feminine pride made it difficult to tell whether she was in pain, or whether all that preparation had simply paid off.
Either way, she didn’t show any negative reaction.
When I finally managed to push all the way inside, I didn’t immediately start moving.
I gave her time to adjust to the sensation and to having something foreign inside her.
Then I slowly began moving, gradually increasing the pace.
That was when Stacy finally gave me her first clear reaction.
The moan that escaped her was unmistakably one of pleasure, not pain.
That gave me confidence.
I started moving faster.
Still carefully, but with considerably more confidence.
Judging by Gwen’s increasingly frequent moans, she was clearly enjoying herself.
Wanting to add a little more intensity, I slapped her ass again.
She’d obviously enjoyed it the first time.
She enjoyed it just as much now.
I stopped holding myself back and began fucking her with all the strength and speed I could manage.
Then I decided to change positions.
I pulled Gwen against my chest, immediately squeezing her breasts while pressing my lips against her neck.
Our moans and the sound of our bodies colliding filled the living room.
I couldn’t even say how long we stayed like that.
Gwen had started moving with me, actively meeting each thrust.
Eventually, we found a rhythm together and completely surrendered to it.
Her movements became faster and faster, a clear sign that she was getting close.
Until that day, I hadn’t even been sure women could orgasm from anal sex.
Apparently, they could.
This time, we didn’t climax together.
To my surprise, Gwen finished first.
Looks like someone had developed a taste for this kind of thing.
With a loud cry, she went limp in my arms.
I kept moving until I reached my own orgasm.
“I hope you’re not worn out yet,” Stacy said after catching her breath.
“Because I really want to keep going.”