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A funny thing happened... pt 4

Date: 3/30/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Hardcore, Teen, Author: Cynthiia23, Rating: 60, Source: sexstories.com

to...ohGodohGodohGodOHGOD!" Again I bucked and writhed. This one wasn't nearly as hard as the one I'd had on Sim's tongue, but it had come on so quickly! My arms gave out and my face hit the pillow, but my knees held, and Sim was still inside of me, moving gently now, giving me time to recover. After a while I turned my head to the side. "Wow! Where have you been all my life, Honey?" He laughed. "That looked...satisfying. Um, not to be a complete asshole, but I'm pretty pleased with myself right now. I don't think I've ever...had a woman do that before, while we were...fucking." "I give you permission to be pleased with yourself. That felt wonderful!" Then I asked: Sim, did you cum yet?" "No, but I'm pretty close. Watching you was...one of the hottest and most, I don't know, astonishing things I've ever seen in my life. I'm just sorry I couldn't see your face." "Why?" "Because you're beautiful." He'd said it before, but now he said it so simply, almost sadly. "I'd liked to have looked into your eyes when you came, but both times I was...otherwise engaged." "Sim, Babe, it's not such a big deal. You can watch next time." He pulled out of me then, and I sighed. Half a second out, and I wanted him back; what was up with that? Then he lay down next to me, with his head sort of leaning on his shoulder, looking into my face. I let my butt down to the bed and rolled on to my side. He said: "Ginny, is there going to be a next time?" My heart stopped beating—or at least that's what ... it felt like. I said: "Don't you want there to be?" He blinked, once, twice: "Well, yeah...I mean of course I want there to be a next time. I just wasn't sure if you..." Before he could say another word, I rolled him onto his back, straddled his chest, and brought the flat of my hand down—Smack!—right on top of his head. 22. "Ow! What the hell was that for?" I glared at him, thought 'What the hell, in for a penny...' and hit him again. "Damnit, Gin, what's the big idea?" "Sim Brownstone, you're an idiot!" "OK, OK, I'm an idiot. Now will you stop smacking me?" I kissed him on his forehead. "Did that feel good?" "Better than the smack, yeah." I kissed his cheek. "Did that feel good?" "Yeah, it..." I kissed his lips, long and hard, slipped my tongue into his mouth and caressed his tongue with it. "Did that feel good?" "Ginny..." "Did it?" He looked into my eyes: "Ginny, can I tell you something? It won't take long, but you have to promise not to hit me again." "No promises." But I got off him, and lay down beside him, and rested my head on his chest, so that I could feel him speaking as well as hearing it. "Maybe twelve, fifteen years ago, when I was just starting to work semi-regularly, I did a summer at a stock company in Utah. It's long gone now. Anyway, I was a bunch of little stuff in three shows: Music Man, Oliver!, and...something else; doesn't matter. The theatre was in this tiny town not far from Bryce Canyon: gorgeous National Park, red-rock formations everywhere. You ...