Paul & Jane

Dan reached in to bring out the bear's other breast, letting her other go with a last lick. Running his other hand up from her thigh to her ass, he pushed her forward to shove her breast into his mouth with more force. He could tell she liked it; quiet as she was with words, she was not shy about what she liked, and her mouth was right next to his ear, licking and biting at it. Dan's penis twitched again, missing the attention he'd been able to give it earlier, and he decided to try something.

She gasped, loudly, as he ran his fingers inward, from her ass to between her legs. Then the woman was squirming, not away as he'd feared, but toward his exploring fingers, pressing what he could only assume was her pussy against his hand. More than breathing heavily now, she was letting out a low, lustful growl that encouraged Dan to press with more force. Unsure what to do beyond push and move, that action so engrossed him that he forgot to suck her breasts. He didn't notice until the woman arched her back upwards, simultaneously pressing her crotch against his hand even harder and pawing at her own breasts while she moaned to the ceiling.

A hand on her wet pussy wasn't enough for Jane. The boy's hand was wonderful, even heavenly, but she wanted to relive her old experience in the library. She pushed at his chest until he stopped massaging her through the skirt, then until he scooted the chair back from the desk and looked at her. Bringing her legs around so she could get off the desk right in front of him, she grabbed a long, thick book off a shelf and tossed it on the ground. Jane sat on the book right in front of the young man, and shaking her hair out of the way, leaned forward to stroke his cock through his pants. Without intending to, he lifted his hips toward her hand, and she chuckled throatily.

It was simple for her to unbutton and unzip his jeans. She'd done it to Paul often enough early in their courtship. He moaned as she let his penis out, but she didn't wait for him to recover. She leaned into his lap and ran her tongue along it. Jane could feel him shiver; she wasn't sure he’d ever felt this before. Smiling, she looked up at him as she ran her hand along it once or twice, then closed her mouth over the head and applied pressure with her tongue. He almost deflated, moaning so long.

Dan looked down at the beautiful woman slowly bobbing up and down on his cock. He could still see her breasts, waving in time with her head as she sucked him, and every few bobs she would look up at him. He didn't know what lust in a woman's eyes looked like, but his body did, and each glance made him almost explode. Dan moaned again, louder, and his tail stuck out as stiff as his penis each time her tongue circled the head. She moaned with his cock in her mouth, and the vibration made him gasp and clutch her breast tightly - which only made her moan harder. He was beginning to thrust involuntarily when she took her mouth off of him.

Stroking his penis, lubricated with her saliva, slowly, she rose from her sitting position and stood over him. Dan leaned forward to take her nipple in her mouth again, but a gentle hand stopped him. Still stroking, she grabbed the hem of her skirt with her other hand and inched it upward until he could see black panties. There was a large dark patch around her pussy, and wetness shining on her thighs. He stared as she pulled the panties aside to reveal her labia, which she spread to show him her engorged clitoris. With each movement, she slid her hand his penis' full length, making him shudder. With slow, deliberate steps, she straddled him. Dan could still hear her breathing deeply, and sometimes moaning even though he wasn't touching her. Holding his penis upward, she lowered herself onto it.