"You are so tight, baby," commented Brock, feeling the friction inside the tight, young hole.
"Oh damn!" cried out Gwen. She leaned down to kiss him as her cream began flowing again, coating his cock well.
"Shit! I'm going to come soon, baby!" warned Brock, grabbing her tits.
Upon hearing that Gwen stopped immediately, climbing off Brock. Oh, how she wanted to feel him inside her, but again, she did not want it to end yet. She got off him and the bed, catching her breath. Brock lay there gasping as well, looking up at Gwen, waiting for her next move. She may have been young and pretty inexperienced, but she was clearly now in control.
"I want you behind me. Is that okay?" asked Gwen hesitantly, looking for permission from him.
"Okay? I say it's better than that," smiled Brock, sitting up and getting off the bed. He positioned her so that they were facing the mirror on the dresser.
Gwen knelt on the edge of the bed, her feet dangling off the side. She spread her legs and waited for Brock to take his position behind her. Her palms were flat down on the bed, her back slightly arched as Gwen patiently waited for her lover to take her the way she wanted to be taken. Brock took one look at her beautiful round, tight ass, with her delicious pink hole exposed, and moved into position.
"Ready?" asked Brock, grabbing his stiff pole.
"Please. Give it to me, give it to me hard" begged Gwen, getting wet at the thought of being fucked from behind by Brock. She watched him taking her in the mirror, and the visual of their coupling combined with the physical sensations were driving her wild.
Brock's guided missile found its target. He plunged his tool deep inside her shed, prompting Gwen to let out a loud gasp. It felt so damn good to have an experienced man take her this way. He grabbed her slender hips while he began pumping her full of his meat. She felt her pussy clench around him as her tits swayed back and forth. Her nipples rubbing on the sheets sent hot tingles throughout her body.
Goose bumps rose on her skin as Brock plowed her aching pussy. Their eyes met in the mirror as sounds of pleasure filled the room.
"Oh damn, you feel good, baby," declared Brock, fucking Gwen's sweet hole in a steady pace.
She began rocking back and forth herself, in perfect harmony with Brock. They were both panting and moaning with pleasure, as Brock could feel his balls start to tighten up. He had made her come several times already, but he had not had any release yet. He knew his time behind his young lover was going to be short.
"Oh damn. I'm going to come soon," admitted Brock, feeling the heat rise through his loins.
He began driving his cock into Gwen harder and faster. He could feel that the end was near, so he wanted to deliver as much to her as possible. Gwen began screeching with delight, feeling his power behind and inside her. Brock finally clenched up, grabbed hold of her body tightly, as his powerful orgasm took over.
"Oh damn! I'm coming!" he shouted, as he grabbed his cock, aiming it at her back.
He shot load after load of his thick semen, covering Gwen's back like a blanket of hot lava. She could feel the warm splash of love all over her, as it began dripping down the sides of her rib cage, tickling her a little. Brock kept this up for what seemed like hours, as he had so much love to share with his young lover. When he was finished the two of them collapsed on the bed together in a warm embrace.
"Whew!" exclaimed Brock, catching his breath.
"That was amazing," said Gwen, giving him a kiss on his cheek.
They lay there on the bed together, both quiet with the exception of their heavy breathing. For Gwen, it was a dream come true to be with Brock, the man of her fantasies. For Brock, it stroked his ego have sex with such a young, beautiful fan, but the events of the day had made it turn out to be something much more, something quite special for the two of them.
After a few minutes of resting the two of them got up, cleaned themselves off, and got dressed. They shared a deep, long kiss before heading to Brock’s car. Brock drove Gwen home, but before he let her go, he pulled something out of the trunk of his car. Gwen laughed when she realized he had gotten a copy of his new book out. He quickly produced a pen and scribbled something in the inside cover.
"For you, my number one fan," he said, smiling and winking devilishly.
"Too funny. Thanks, I will cherish this forever," giggled Gwen.
They kissed good night and Gwen went into her apartment. Brock drove off back to the hotel, as Gwen settled in for the night. Before she went to sleep she took a look at her new book. She opened the cover and read what Brock had written to her. She immediately got wet again, as she slowly started to stroke her pussy.
Inside Brock had given her his autograph, but that was not all.
He had also written down his e-mail address and cell number, telling her to contact him whenever she liked. He had also promised to spend time with her next time he was in town. Gwen set the book down on her night table and finished herself off with her busy little fingers, as she thought about their sexcapades.
She rubbed her swollen clit quickly, since she knew this would be fast. Even though she had just had the greatest sex in her life this evening, she was still incredibly horny. Gwen played the night’s events over and over in her head, as if it were her new favorite movie.
She rubbed up and down, then switched to circular motions. Either way was fine, since she was about to explode in…"Yes, Oh yes! YES!"
Gwen had a beautiful, powerful orgasm, unlike those she had given herself before. Brock had shown her what true pleasure was, how strong her orgasm could be, and she wasn’t going back. She was different now. Gwen now knew she was a strong, sexy desirable woman, confident in herself and her sexuality. She loved her time with Brock, and couldn’t wait to see him again. He had given her one powerful lesson in Chemistry. And the lessons had just begun.