Savannah 4:3 - The boy's turn

Following is the much over due continuation of Gwen's experience with the boy. To read from the beginning of the chapter, you can find part one here and part two here. If you'd like to read the Gwen's story from the beginning, go to the links on the left and scroll down until you find the Savannah Series.

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A disappointed look washed over the boy's face. Gwen had to stifle a laugh.

"Trust me," said Gwen. She pushed the boy over onto his back and crawled up to straddle him.

"There's more to sex than fucking. In fact, some of the best sex can be had without any penetration at all. It's about the arousal, pleasure and ultimate satisfaction of your partner." With those words she slid her dripping cunt along the length of the boy's cock. He groaned softly. "And you want to satisfy your partner, don't you?"

The boy nodded and licked his lips.

"That's what I thought."

She slid off him and down between his thighs. Her mouth began to trace light kisses and nips across his stomach, over his hip bones and down the tops of his thighs. The boy writhed underneath her. His hips bucked, trying to guide her mouth to his cock. Gwen merely smiled and continued down his legs. Her hands caressed his thighs and calves. She ran them over his ankles and back up the insides of his legs. She cupped his balls softly and brought her mouth up to kiss and lick them.

She looked up and saw the exquisite look of pleasure and frustration on his face. Deciding he had enough teasing, Gwen moved up, her body forcing the boy's legs wider. Taking his hard velvety cock into her hands, Gwen began to slid her fingers over him. Slowly at first, feeling him, feeling his length, his hardness and the small trail of pre-cum emerging from his tip. She breathed warm air over him, her mouth inches from his throbbing erection.

The boy moaned, pushing his hips to her. Gwen complied with his unspoken wish and ran her tongue over his head. He gasped as she did it again. Swirling her tongue over and around the head of his cock, Gwen began to stroke his length. HIs body trembled under her and it fueled Gwen's own arousal. Her wetness was seeping down her thighs and thoughts of fucking him went against what she lectured him about.

The boy gasped out his request, " Please, god, please suck me. I don't think I can take much more." His hands moved through Gwen's hair, urging her on.

"I don't want you to come," she said. "I want you to stop me if you get too close. Tell me to stop."

The boy whimpered, not convinced of her tactics. "But I want to come. God, just like this."

"No, you don't. You want to come inside me. You want to feel your cock sliding into my hot wet cunt. You know you want to fuck me. Make it last."

The boy groaned. "Oh, yes," he said.

"Then stop me if you get too close."

The boy grunted his agreement and Gwen turned her attention back to his cock. She opened her mouth and slid her lips slowly over him, taking as much of his length as she could. Her tongue swirled around his length as she pulled back. Her saliva made him slick as she slid his cock in and out of her mouth. She kept it slow, wanting to keep him on the edge, not wanting to trigger his orgasm. She lazily slid her tongue around the head of his cock and back down his length. Her hands wandered up over his chest and back down his thighs.

The boy writhed harder, his breath coming out in gasps and groans. He tried to keep his hands steady but they trembled as they moved with her head along his cock. "I don't know if I can take much much more," he moaned.

Gwen pulled her lips from his cock, looking up at him. A fine sheen of perspiration dotted his brow. His face flushed red and his eyes turned dark.

"Then let's take your mind off it," she suggested.

"But I don't want you to stop," he whined reminding Gwen of how young he really was.

She grinned wickedly at him. "Who said I was stopping?"

She crawled up the bed and kissed him hard. Their mouths met hungrily. Gwen allowed herself the pleasure of enjoying his fierce kiss for a minute before pulling away. She crawled up further on the bed and turned.

"I want you to lick me again." With those words she straddled his head and lowered her eager cunt over his face. The boy gasped. His hands quickly slid up her thighs and guided her down to him. "Lick me like you did earlier."

He wasted no time complying. His tongue ran the length of her slit, tasting her arousal. Gwen shuddered. Slipping his tongue down to her cunt lips, she felt him push inside her.

"Oh, perfect." she whispered before lowering her body to his. She kissed down his stomach to his still hard cock. Just as his tongue slid back to her clit, she pulled his length into her mouth. She smiled at the sharp hiss of warm air against her.

As she slid him in and out of her mouth, the boy matched her rhythm over and around her clit. As Gwen sped up or slowed down, so did the boy. She could feel her pleasure building. Her hips found their own rhythm, grinding down against him.

Her tongue ran up and down his hard cock, her mouth assaulting him. His cock throbbed hard, wanting to surge, wanting to spill his cum for her. She took care to back off each time she felt him throbbing too hard even though she had trouble concentrating. The boy's ministrations were becoming too much. His tongue ran over her clit while his fingers found her cunt again.

He thrust them inside her. One at first, then two, then three. Fucking her with them, moving them in and out of her dripping cunt. She moaned around his cock knowing he could feel it. Her fingers caressed and squeezed his balls as his hips came up to meet her. Gwen felt the familiar tension building, once again, inside her.

She lifted from his cock. "Don't stop," she groaned and ground her cunt against his face. "Make me come again."

The boy moaned into her sex. His fingers and tongue working together, creating a sensation taking her over the edge. Her core burned with desire. She moved her hips over him, her hands coming up to her breasts, pinching her nipples. His fingers thrust hard inside her and she exploded over him. Thick hot waves of pleasure coursed through her body as she cried out again. Her cunt flooded him with her juices as he continued to lap at her.

She suddenly pulled herself from his grasp and crawled down his body. She stayed on all fours and looked over her shoulder to him. Her ass was to him, her swollen cunt glistening from her wetness.

"Now you can fuck me."


to be continued...