“Wow, Uncle Reggie was all over you with his ‘What are your intentions with my niece?'” Jasmine laughs while mimicking her uncle’s deep voice.
We’re in my apartment and she has just slid her tight little pussy down onto my very erect cock. Squeezing her smooth thighs against my hips, she sits up straight making her tantalizing breasts jut out invitingly from her chest.
“Your Aunt Cyn wasn’t any better,” I answer, hefting her firm tits as she starts rocking my cock in and out of her teenage pussy. “She was a lot angrier than I thought she’d be.” I add as Jasmine’s thick nipples respond to my touch and I lightly pinch them while caressing her dark breasts.
“What did you expect, Mike?” Jasmine asks, rocking faster as I move my hands to her hips. “Don’t worry, she’ll get over it,” she says, picking up the pace and making further conversation difficult.
Cyn was really mad at me. She glared at me all through dinner and pulled me aside in the kitchen the first chance she got.
“What the fuck are you doing, Mike,” she asked as soon as we were alone.
“I’m sorry, Cyn. I never expected anything like this to happen, but it did,” I answered honestly.
“Well, you’re just going to have to make it unhappen!” she hissed, her hushed voice contrasting sharply with her angry words.
“I can’t do that, Cyn,” I said quietly.
“You can and you will! I will not have my niece’s life ruined because you want to explore some younger black pussy!”
I couldn’t believe she said that but before I could answer, Jasmine’s mom came into the kitchen asking if everything was all right. Cyn recovered quickly and told her sister that she knew me from the bookstore and we were just discussing some books I’d helped her pick out.
“Ohmygod, Mike!” Jasmine cries, pulling me back into the current moment and I move my right hand from her hip, finding her clit with my thumb. My fingers are entwined through her pubic hair as she bounces fervently on my throbbing cock.
“Damn, I love you,” I blurt out impulsively as the intensity builds.
“Oh Mike,” she sighs, slowing down her rhythm and leaning forward to look in my eyes. “Why did you have to say that now?”
“What do you mean, now?” I ask, pulling my hand from between us and gripping her hips again. “When should I say it?”
“When it isn’t your penis doing the talking,” she says resignedly. “The first time you say that to a girl should be more… I don’t know.” She starts rocking again, faster this time.
I can feel my orgasm building but I hold off waiting for Jasmine to get close as well.
“Say it again, Mike,” she says, in a breathless pant.
“I thought you didn’t want me talking with my penis,” I tease as I buck my hips under her undulating pussy.
“Maybe I like the sound of his voice,” she says before switching to a high-pitched mock penis voice. “Hey, where are you putting me? It’s dark in this tunnel,” she says, trying not to laugh. “Ohhh no, the walls are closing in around me.” She squeezes her pussy muscles around my cock for emphasis. “Ooooo, that feels good. Squeeze me like that; it makes me stand up taller.”
We’re both laughing now which has an extinguishing affect on our sexual tension.
“Don’t make me laugh or he won’t stand very tall for long,” I cry but our lovemaking is degenerating into a laugh fest.
“Rub my sides like that,” Jasmine continues with the high-pitched penis voice. “Hey is she trying to drown me?” she laughs at the reference to her juice-filled pussy.
I grab her hips and try to restart the rhythm but we’re both laughing and my cock is losing some of its firmness.
“Jasmine!” I moan. “This isn’t funny!” But it is and she falls forward onto my chest, kissing my mouth while neither of us is close to climaxing.
“Sorry,” she says, trying to sound sincere but almost bursting out laughing again.
“You will be,” I tease. “We’re not leaving it like this.” I roll us over so I’m on top without disengaging my cock from her warm pussy.
“We’re not?” she asks seductively.
“You know what happens now, don’t you?” I ask, kissing her chin.
“What?”
“We have to start over,” I tell her while sliding my body down hers, uncoupling us as I lick her breasts and start sucking on her taut nipples.
“From the beginning,” she asks excitedly.
“The very beginning,” I answer while nibbling on her thick black nubs. I had already eaten Jasmine to an orgasm right after we’d gotten to my apartment but I can never get enough of her succulent pussy.
“How torturous,” she smiles as she runs her fingers through my hair. I can feel her hot, wetness against my stomach while I give her breasts a thorough tongue-lashing. As I move further south, rubbing my cheek against her spongy pubic hair, I can’t help but be a little distracted by Cyn’s reaction. I knew she’d be upset but she went absolutely ballistic over Jasmine and I as a couple, especially when we excused ourselves right after dinner. Jasmine told her mom we were going to a movie but we drove straight to my apartment instead.
“Mmmmm,” Jasmine softly moans as my tongue explores her outer folds and dips briefly into her juicy opening. It must be the black-white thing with Cyn rather than an age thing because Jasmine is eighteen, only a couple of years younger than I am.
My cock is responding to the intoxicating aroma and flavor of Jasmine’s tasty pussy and we could resume our fucking anytime but I love the way she is responding to my tongue.
“Oh Mike!” Jasmine cries as I suck her swollen clit into my mouth and flick my tongue across it. “You’re going to make me cum again!”
“That’s the idea,” I answer while taking a quick breath. Sliding two fingers into her steamy cunt, I continue sucking on her clit and finger-fucking her to a juicy climax. She’s rocking her pussy against my mouth while writhing on the bed and gasping for air.