Feeling his thick sinewy pole sliding over the sensitive buds on the back of her tongue, Kim prayed that she was doing it right. She wanted this wonderful man to really enjoy the blow-job.
With her hot slippery lips locked around his shaft, she took his prick deeper and deeper into her mouth until she felt his big swollen cock-head nudge against the back of her throat. Then she slowly raised her mouth with a deep sucking action that made Paul moan with ecstasy. Repeating this ritual, she could feel him thrusting his hips to meet every downward stroke of her frantically sucking mouth.
"Suck, honey, suck!" moaned Paul, half-crazed with the feel of her wildly sucking mouth working over his bursting hard shaft. His hands grasping at her long blonde hair, Paul was frantically pumping her head up and down over his raging prick.
"Suck it, baby, suck!" he panted wildly pumping his cock into her slurping mouth.
With his breath coming in short hot gasps, his hands were curled in her tousled hair, pushing her mouth down tighter over his violently twitching cock.
"Suck, for Christ's sake, suck!" he screamed. "I'm almost there! Jesus, what a mouthful you're gonna get!"
Eagerly waiting for him to shoot his load into her excited mouth, Kim sucked deeper and harder on his big lurching cock.
"Oh, shit!" he roared, tearing at her flailing blonde hair and slamming her mouth down tighter around his jerking cock. "I'm coming, baby, coming!"
For the first time in her life, Kim tasted white hot semen gushing into the back of her throat. She frantically sucked and swallowed as spurt after spurt of delicious slippery jizz shot out of his cock.
When she'd sucked the last drop from his slowly shrinking cock, she removed her mouth and smiled up at him.
"Did I do it right?" she smiled, a little trickle of cum dripping out from the corner of her lips.
"You were just perfect," he smiled, gently wiping a gob of jizz from her face with the back of his hand.
"Good," she beamed.
"Kim," he asked softly. "As long as your mother is out of town, would you spend the rest of the weekend with me down here?"
"Would I get to suck you off again?" she teased.
"As often as you wish."
"Then it's a deal," she giggled.
CHAPTER EIGHT
A little later as they were driving down the road Kim couldn't believe what had happened to her in the last twenty-four hours. At the age of seventeen she had just sucked off Paul and was driving down the highway, looking for a motel where she would be spending the night in bed with a forty-year-old man. AS this time yesterday she would never have thought of sucking a cock, much less shacking up in a motel room with a man she hadn't even met yet.
The thought of sharing a bed with Paul was delicious. She realized that by accepting his invitation to stay with him, he expected to fuck her, and Kim was more than ready to give him her body. She was a bit apprehensive that her first fuck might be a bit painful, but she felt certain that Paul would be gentle with her and she was eagerly looking forward to getting laid.
Paul was driving with his left hand while the fingers of his right were lightly caressing Kim's soft inner thighs. The feel of her warm naked flesh sent wild flames burning in his groin as he wandered how well the girl performed in bed. From the way she'd passionately sucked his cock, Paul assumed that she was probably a very talented piece of ass.
"Paul," she suddenly broke the sweet silence. "You're going to make love to me, aren't you?"
"Why?" he asked, a bit confined by her question. "Don't you want me to?"
"Of course I want you to," she giggled. "But there's something I think you should know."
"What?"
"I'm a virgin.
Paul just stared ahead at the highway with absolutely no change of expression on his face.
"Aren't you going to say anything?" he asked.
"If… if you're a virgin," he stammered, "that will alter our arrangement, but I thought back there on the beach. Back there when you…"
"When I sucked you oft?" she interrupted. "Yes," he mused. "You seemed so damned experienced."
"Shit," she giggled. "That was the first time I've ever tasted a cock. Yours is only the second one I've ever seen.
"Why did you suck mine?"
"Because," she continued, "I think I'm in love with you. You're the first person I've ever met that I honestly want to sleep with."
"Then why did you tell me that you're a virgin?"
"Because I knew you would be gentle if you were aware of it," she honestly answered.
"Well, now I'm aware of it," Paul replied in a cold voice, removing his hand from her thigh.
"Why get so damned up-tight about it?" to snapped, seeing her wonderful weekend crumbling around her.
He didn't answer.
"What's so fuckin' bad about being a virgin?" she asked in an angry voice. "Every girl was once. I've got a sister that's been fuckin' around. Does that make her better than me?"
He didn't answer and they continued driving in a deadly silence.
"Oh, look!" she cried, pointing to a beautiful motel perched on a cliff that overlooked the ocean. "That looks like a neat place to deflower me."
When he made no attempt to slow the car, Kim grabbed his arm.
"Please stop this fuckin' car and let me talk to you for a minute," she pleaded. "You're not making sense."
Afraid that he might swerve off the highway because of the way she was puffing on his arm, Paul turned into the motel entrance and stopped.
"Honey," she whispered, gently placing her had over his cock. "Ten seconds after you've put this sweet cock up my hot cunt I'll no longer be a damned virgin, so what's the difference?"
He stared down at Kim's beautiful face as her fingers toyed deliciously with his prick.
"I want your cock so badly," she whispered, looking up at him with her big expressive eyes. "I might be a virgin right now, but when we get into bed, I promise you the hottest, juiciest, tightest fuck you've ever had."
Unable to resist the lovely girl any longer, Paul drew her soft parted lips up to his own hot eager mouth. She was right. There was always a first time for everyone, and he would try to make her initiation to sex as wonderful as possible.
They had an early dinner on the terrace since the only clothes Kim had with her were the shorts and halter she was wearing, and she didn't think them suitable for the main dining room. Although she had never tasted it before, Paul had ordered a bottle of champagne with their dinner and had another sent to the room. He felt the bubbly wine would relax her, as he was certain the girl was a bit nervous, although she didn't appear so.
"Well," smiled Paul, pointing to the big king-sized bed as they entered the room. "There's the sacrificial altar for horny blonde virgins."
"And I'm ready," she giggled, gently caressing the big bulge in his crotch. "Good-bye, cherry."
She walked slowly over by the window to look at the view while Paul filled their glasses with champagne.
"It's so beautiful out there," she whispered as she took the glass he offered.
"So are you," he smiled, raising the wine to his lips.
Her head reeling slightly from the alcohol, Kim had never felt so completely alive in her life as she did at that very moment.
Smiling teasingly up at Paul's strong handsome face, she reached behind her neck and slowly untied her halter string. When she removed it, her lovely bare tits sprang out in front of his appreciative eyes. Gently holding her shoulders, he lowered his face and sucked one of her juicy ripe nipples into his mouth.
Flames streaked through the girl's entire body as his lips and tongue worked deliciously over her big quivering tittie-bud. While his mouth was sucking so sensually on her tingling nipple, she deftly undid her shorts, letting them slither down her legs to the floor. Stepping out of them, the girl was completely naked, having left her lube-soaked panties on the beach.