“Luna, I… I didn’t… ” he began, trying to apologise for going off like that, but her finger to his lips silenced him.
“Ssshh, it’s alright, you needed that, we needed that if we’re gonna have any more, so don’t say anything more. How d’ya feel?”
For answer, Joey pulled her closer, heedless of the streaks of sperm criss-crossing her belly as his lips found hers, kissing her with need and without restraint, no longer holding back in the slightest, his feelings for her now fully founded and part of him. Luna kissed him back just as eagerly, feeling the sincerity in his kiss, understanding that they’d just passed a milestone in their relationship. She broke their kiss to grin up at him.
“Pass me your shirt, Joey; help me get some of this off me!” she smiled, Joey coloring as he saw the sperm smeared over her belly and his. Luna kissed him once, then took his shirt and swabbed herself off before turning to him and wiping the sticky mess off his stomach as well.
“Your abs are like iron; you must work out regular,” she commented. Joey nodded.
“Robbie and me, every evening after work; we have a small gym at work, so we used to work out together. Lately though…” he trailed off as Luna, satisfied they were both clean enough, dropped the shirt and pulled his head down for a kiss.
“Well maybe you can start again; you look good, Joey, you should keep it that way. You ready for Round Two now, baby?” she smiled, and to his surprise, Joey found he wa; her hands as she wiped him down had been stimulating him even as she cleaned him, and he was once again fully erect.
Luna took his hand and led him to the bed, smiling as she lay down and stretched like a cat. Joey took the opportunity to admire her sleek, lithe form, her long legs with the small tuft of neatly trimmed coppery curls at the apex of her slit, with her shiny, moist labia just beginning to swell and darken with arousal, and her small, perfect breasts, crowned with pink, quarter-sized areolae and stiff, half-inch long nipples. Her skin was pale as milk, a white glimmer in the light of dusk, with not a mark or blemish to sully it. Her hair was a river of darkly molten fire flowing over her flawless white shoulders.
Luna grinned up at him as he stood there, lost in admiration of her.
“Well come on, City-Boy, are you gonna get down here with me or stand there like a statue?” she teased, her eyes dancing, and Joey wasted no time in clambering up next to her, eager to hold her close and feel her satin skin against his again. As their lips met, his hands slipped down to again cup and squeeze her ass, savouring the feel of those tight, firm globes as he squeezed and gently massaged them. Luna responded by gently undulating against him, reminding him, as if he needed it, just how much she too was into this.
Joey began to kiss her along her neck and throat, Luna closing her eyes, smiling as he softly kissed her, teasing her with his lips. As he moved down, now kissing the base of her throat, Luna sighed happily, holding him closer as his lips moved ever lower, until finally his probing tongue gently circled and brushed against her stiff nipple, sending a sharp thrill though her. This was further than she’d ever gone before, than she’d ever wanted to go before, and the simple eroticism made her heart thrill even as she gasped in pleasure at the electric shivers radiated through and through her as Joey gently licked and suckled her.
Now he continued, onwards and down, Luna gasping softly as he kissed gently in a line from the valley between her breasts, swirling his tongue for a moment in the dimple of her navel and hearing her soft giggle before kissing and licking her once more, until finally his tongue grazed and parted the soft, fine hairs decorating the apex of her slit. Lana moaned softly as Joey went where no other man had ever been before, her fingers twining in and stroking his hair as he slowly licked and teased the small tuft of red-gold hairs, enjoying the silky, crisp feel of the soft hairs against his tongue, tasting the subtle, feminine tang of her arousal.
Luna wriggled slowly, languidly, lost in a world of sensation as he moved lower, the flat of his tongue lapping against the crease between her labia, feeling the lips swell in arousal as they engorged, heat radiating from them. With that heat, the scent of her arousal arose, stronger, richer, tickling his nose and exciting him, pheromones flooding his system and raising his own arousal to its peak.
Joey lay between her thighs, the skin of her inner thighs soft and smooth, silky and warm against him as he dipped down to lick at the cleft between her swelling labia. Luna gasped and shuddered as Joey inserted the tip of his tongue between those swollen lips, feeling the heat as more and more blood flowed into them, feeling them swell and blossom even further against his insistent, probing tongue.
Her scent rose even richer now, inflaming his brain with the need to possess her, but he suppressed his baser instincts; he wanted to eat her, to savor her succulence and lap her fragrant juices. He slowly, inexorably, licked her with the flat of his tongue, from the soft little pucker of her anus to the stiffly erect, glossy little pearl at the apex of her slit, savouring the rich, sweet, earthy taste of her as her fluids poured from her, soaking his mouth and chin and readying her for what must surely come later.
As she panted and writhed, her eyes clenched shut as she grabbed at the bedding, Joey touched, teased, tormented, and delighted her with his tongue, feeling the first tremors of orgasm uncurling and surging through her body, feeling it in the tendons of her thighs, now taut as guitar strings, in the pulse-beat beneath his tongue as her pussy trembled and fluttered against him, and in the pulse beating in the hollow of her throat as sweat beaded her brow.
Joey bored in relentlessly, holding her taut, delectable buttocks in his hands as he held her against him, worshipping her with his tongue, feeling the throbbing tension whipping through her, and when he finally sucked her stiff, swollen clitoris between his lips and licked firmly, she came in a screaming welter of hot orgasmic pulses. Wave after wave of hot pleasure surged and pounded through her, electricity sparkling and crackling all through her as her senses shut down in response to her gigantic, soul-shaking orgasm.
A hot spray of her delicate, fragrant, tangy juices coated his lips and chin, filling his mouth with her sweetness as her body wracked and shuddered in the throes of release, wave after wave convulsing her, her body filled with liquid fire as light and energy seemed to blaze and crackle in all her nerve-endings, surrounding her in a white-hot nimbus of pure pleasure.
Joey held her all through her paroxysm of orgasmic release, never relinquishing his hold on her as his talented tongue drove her on and on, until the moment finally passed and sense and sensation flooded back in. Her body felt limp and languid after such a cataclysmic orgasm, but she still had enough strength to hold him and urge him up next to her so she could hold her body against his and wait for the fires burning in her to die back to a slow roar from the thunderclap she’d just weathered.
Luna smiled blurrily, her senses still tingling and shuddering with delight as she leaned over and kissed him softly, tenderly, her lips barely brushing his. Joey returned her kiss more firmly, pulling her to him as their tongues arched and fenced, their lips suddenly glued together as heat once more built between them. Luna gasped as Joey rolled onto his back, taking her with him so she now lay on top of him, her breasts crushed to his chest as his hands once more molded and squeezed her delicious ass, her knees planted on the bed on either side of his waist.
“What now, Mister Anderson?” she smiled, feeling his stiff, swollen cock trapped between them, hearing his soft intake of breath with every move of hers as she slowly ground against him.
“I think you know what you want to do…” he grinned, pulling her firm cheeks slightly apart in revenge, making her gasp at the sudden sensation. Luna smiled sexily, biting her bottom lip as she lifted up on her knees and slowly, deliberately, ground her hot, wet pussy against the underside of his throbbing cock, making him groan at the sensation. Luna suppressed a gasp herself at how good it felt, instead doing it again, and again, teasing and tormenting him, torturing him with what was so near and yet still not his.
Finally, she took pity on him; doing that to him was making things happen inside her as well and she knew what she wanted from him now. Leaning down to kiss him one more time, Luna lifted herself off him and took hold of him. Joey’s eyes snapped open at the sensation of wet heat on the head of his cock as Luna slowly rubbed him between her labia, lubricating him with her juices even as she felt his size. At last, unable to hold herself back more, she slowly sank down on him, her almost inaudible gasps of pain as he slid into her mixed and mingled with Joey’s soft groans of pleasure as he finally entered her.
Joey’s mind was in a whirl; he’d never done this with anyone except Karen; they each taken the other’s virginity, only ever been with each other, and now, to find himself doing this with someone else, all he could think of was Karen; but then a new insight intruded, his sub-conscious self shooting a gleam into his conscious mind; Luna was a lovely, loving girl, she wasn’t doing this with him because she wanted to play; no, she was doing this because she’d realized he was the one for her.
With that understanding came the final revelation for him; he could do this again, with someone else, someone who loved him for him, the way Karen had loved him, and he could love someone else that way as well. It was time to let Karen go now, and he realized, with no hint of guilt or betrayal, just a momentary sadness, that he could; now, at last, he understood; Luna wasn’t taking Karen’s place; she was the start of something new.
A tear trickled from the corner of his eye, something Luna saw immediately, leaning down to look into his eyes, her own full of concern.
“Joey, what’s the matter baby? If this is too soon…” she began, but Joey smiled, his heart lifting at the love and concern he saw in her eyes, and reached up to pull her in for a long, heartfelt kiss.
“Nothing ‘s wrong, baby, nothing’s wrong at all!” he grinned. “I think I just managed to do what Robbie told me I had to do months ago; I finally pulled my head out of my ass!”
Luna smiled again and kissed him softly.
“Then that’s two firsts tonight, one for you, and one for me…”