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floor. With her hands now on his thighs just above the knees,
she lifted her chin towards the ceiling and arched her back,
exposing the hollow of her neck and pushing her glorious breasts
out even further.
    It was just too much for Alex to resist.
Hoping to stave off orgasm just a little while longer he reached
out and placed his hands on her breasts. When she didn’t object he
started to squeeze, feeling their firmness beneath.
    A soft moan escaped from her mouth and she
sat down on top of his cock and stayed there. Moving her body
quickly forward and back, she grinded on his cock while it was
still deep inside her, bringing about a new round of sensations to
Alex’s body and taking him one step closer to orgasm.
    He struggled against the inevitability of
finishing by squeezing her breasts more tightly. But it was no use.
He was simply too far along to hold out for very much longer. And
when she leaned forward again and went back to bouncing on his cock
it was all over.
    “ Holy shit,” he said under
his breath, looking directly up into her eyes as she hovered over
him, her hair covering half of her face.
    “ It’s okay,” she said,
understanding instinctively exactly where he was at. “Just let it
go.”
    “ Are you sure?” he managed
to say.
    “ Positive,” she replied. “I
want your cum inside me.” Her voice was a seductive whisper, full
of certainty, brooking absolutely no doubt.
    So Alex let himself go, relaxing and letting
nature do its work. He uttered a wordless groan and a shiver ran
through his body as he expelled his seed up into her warm pussy.
She continued to work her body as he came, stopping only after
she’d drawn every last drop of sperm from his cock
    “ I’m sorry,” Alex said as
she climbed off him and sat down on the other side of the
couch.
    She seemed genuinely confused. “For
what?”
    “ For, you know—”
    “ Not lasting very
long?”
    Alex nodded sheepishly.
    She smiled, patted him on the cheek.
“There’s nothing to be sorry for. You lasted longer than I expected
you to considering the situation.”
    “ Really?” Alex didn’t know
if he should be proud for exceeding her expectations or dismayed
that the bar was set so long.
    She nodded. “And don’t worry, I’m certain
it’ll get better.” Her ever-present smile grew wider. “After all,
practice makes perfect.”
    He tilted his head slightly. “Wait a minute,
are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
    “ I don’t know,” she said.
“I guess that depends on what you think I’m saying. If you think
I’m saying that this is going to be the first of many, many
sessions over the next few weeks, then yes, I’m saying what you
think I’m saying.”
    Alex couldn’t contain the smile that was
slowing spreading across his face.
    “ From the looks of you, I’d
say you were thinking the same way I was,” she said.
    “ Not thinking, but
certainly hoping,” he said.
    “ Well, your hopes have
become a reality,” she said. “Unless, of course, you’ve got
something—or someone, I should say—better to do.”
    “ Better?” Alex said. “Than
you? Impossible.”
    She laughed. “Good answer, good answer. I
think this is going to be the start of something special.”
    “ I think so
too.”
    “ Of course, I hope you
understand that no other session is going to be as basic—or as
quick—as this one. Think of what we just did as a ‘getting to know
you’ session. Or a pop quiz, if you prefer.”
    “ Call it whatever you want,
it doesn’t matter to me. As long as I passed.”
    “ You did, but barely. Call
it a C minus. You need to do a lot more studying if you want to get
an A.”
    “ I’ll do whatever it
takes,” Alex said. “I’ve always been a good student.”
    “ I’m sure you have,” she
said, standing up. “Now, about that whatever-it-takes comment; did
you mean that?”
    “ Of course,” Alex said,
raising his eyebrows in expectation. “Why?”
    “ Well, considering how
early in