Broken In- In the Bible Belt Part 3

I was dying to play again with my virgin pussy, and Melinda, the crafty veteran, must have realized my desire; she pulled her pants down and, to my lustful delight, began rub her swollen pussy. Not only was I seeing this for the first time on tape, but now, within a few feet of me, was a live, skin-to- skin showing! I did not know how to act at first, and I desperately wanted to touch myself, or better yet, have her touch me. Once again, she knew exactly what to do.
Melinda slowly reached over, leaving one hand on her pussy, and kissed me on the mouth. Try and imagine my emotion, I had never been kissed and now there was a woman kissing me softly just as I had dreamed of …only with a boy. When she gently slid her tongue in my mouth, I groaned. Not like a child, not like the actors on the tape, but as a woman yearning for her lose of virginity.
Melinda slid her finger out of her warm wet pussy and touched it to my mouth. Out of pure primal instinct I liked her finger, and my pussy contracted as I got my first taste of tangy hormone laden womanhood.
As easily as she had buttoned and lifted my pants earlier, I felt her quickly and effortlessly remove them. I had never touched my self directly, and I came the moment her tongue touched my virgin clit. In one flood of emotion, I released years of mental fantasies. The sensation was too great, and my mind relaxed into a semiconscious state only to be interrupted my orgasm after orgasm.
I barely even noticed the moment I lost my physical virginity. There was only a quick snap of pain that brought me back enough to realize she had her fingers amazingly deep into me. The instinct took over again, and I raised my young hips and rocked into another orgasm.
I don’t know how long I sat there shaking after she removed her fingers from me, time by now was nonexistent. I do remember a faint smile as she climbed up on top of me placing her pussy inches from my mouth. I gasped lightly as her juices dripped down onto my lips. It was as if I was born to do this, and eagerly I pulled on her hips enough to place her older bulging clit to my lips. Within moments, and only after some mild coaching to slow down, she came and I gulped on the flow that exited her eager pussy.
We sat a while motionless and once again she broke the ice with a smile, quickly followed by another drink. This time the alcohol was warm and invigorating, and I thought about placing the cool bottle between my legs to quench by burning, swollen, and freshly-first-time-fucked-pussy. Little did I know that my education had only begun…..as the doorbell rang!

Continued.

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