Pixie Hazard by Archibald Bradford (top young adult novels .txt) 📕

tight grip worked him hard and he quickly cried out from the intense sensation.

She ground against him even as the first spurt of his cum shot out across her panties and his stomach, her eyes fluttering closed.

“Ah! Me too baby!”

As she worked the slimy spunk over his cock he pulled her nipple into his mouth and sucked as hard as he could, making her gasp at the unexpectedly bold move, her hips gyrating as she cried out her own bliss.

Her hips moved jerkily, involuntarily, as his cum continued to shoot out over her hand, making a real mess between them as he thrashed and groaned.

Soon her orgasm abated, and the spitting of his member diminished, though he was still harder than steel as she worked him.

He said something, but whatever it was was muffled by her hardened nipple. So, with his eyes tightly shut, he turned his face from her enveloping tit to speak, her wet nipple now poking into his cheek.

“Please! Too much!” He begged.

Still trembling from her own climax, she giggled and pulled her breasts off of him, turning in place on wobbly knees without releasing his cock.

“Sorry, baby, but that was the best orgasm I’ve had in ages. So it’s not too much, in fact it’s not nearly enough.”

Starting at his nipple she licked downward, drawing a line through the spunk on his abdomen as she worked her way towards her pumping fist. Without delay she took his length back into her mouth and bobbed frantically as he involuntarily thrust his hips upwards, his body not knowing whether to seek out more pleasure or retreat from the divine agony of her lips on his over-stimulated flesh.

She meanwhile savored the taste of his cum again, her working tongue and the intense suction of her mouth coaxing out a few more spurts of his seed as she felt his hands entwine in her hair, involuntarily gripping her tight.

No matter how much he begged or pleaded, she didn’t relinquish his cock from between her lips.

In fact, she kept sucking even as he softened, then stiffened again; kept sucking until he was begging her not to stop as he held her head in place and bucked his hips, cumming into her mouth again, though not nearly as much as he had previously.

Only then did she relinquish his flesh from her mouth with another satisfying pop before laying down against his side, her breasts on his lower chest and her head on his shoulder.

Humming in satisfaction she picked her now cum-covered panties off of his stomach and held them up for them both to see.

“You know what? These are my favorite pair of panties.”

Through a blissful haze his eyes widened in alarm.

“I-I’m sorry I didn’t-”

She laughed loudly, dropping the messy fabric and putting her hand to her mouth to stifle the sudden noise.

“Silly boy! I mean they’re my favorite pair now! Your cum makes them my favorite.”

“Oh.” His ears reddened at the mistake as she settled her head against him again with a comfortable sigh.

“And now we cuddle.”

“O-okay?”

His reply was uncertain so she reached down and cupped his balls, squeezing just slightly too hard.

“Never forget the cuddling, it’s more important than the sex.”

“Yes ma’am.” He yelped.

She squeezed harder.

“Don’t make me squish these, you’re going to need them again in a bit.”

“Sorry! Um, I don’t- I mean, what do I call you?”

It was an inane question, but not an unexpected one.

The fact was she held all the power: she was older and wiser, and definitely more experienced, so it was naturally hard for him to just casually use her name.

She shifted up a bit, her breasts dragging against his chest as she kissed his jaw.

“Sledge is what the others call me, or Maria, but you? You can call me Mary. But only in my bunk.”

“Okay, M-Mary.” He sniffled, then swallowed.

She tilted her head up to see his eyes had tears standing in them again.

“Sorry baby, did I squeeze too hard?” She asked with no small amount of remorse.

“No it’s not that!” His words were thick as he shook his head; “It’s just, I mean, I thought I was going to die! I thought I was dead! And then you were there, and now this-”

She hushed and as she sat up, pulling him into her embrace as his emotions got the better of him for a moment.

After a brief spate of tears they ended up with her on her back and him resting against her naked breasts, mortified by his own weakness as he regained control of himself in her arms.

“I am so sorry!”

He tried to pull away but she held him tighter, her lips pressing to his sweaty brow.

“It’s nothing.”

“I just, feel so stupid. Crying like a little kid.”

“Don’t worry about that baby. You’ve been through some stressful shit lately, and I came onto you pretty hard. And losing your virginity is supposed to be stressful. You’re a sensitive person, it’s what I like about you. I hate it when men hide their emotions, makes me wonder what else their hiding.”

He squirmed uncomfortably as she mentioned his virginity, again feeling like a kid compared to the world-wise warrior.

“But I mean, I didn’t, or rather, we didn’t-”

She chuckled as she met his confused expression.

“No, but we will. And soon. We’ll wash up so we’re both nice and fresh, and I’ll light some scented candles that I’ve been saving so that we can do it right.” She used one finger to tilt his face to look her in the eyes; “Then you’re going to stick your penis into my vagina, and you are most definitely going to cum inside me, so there won’t be any doubt in your mind that you’re not a virgin anymore.”

He blinked