Giggling, Vanessa rose up on her knees and pressed a firm breast into my open palm. Automatically, I rotated my wrist and squeezed at the firm flesh. She moaned into my grasp and then replied, “Well, if it‘1L make you happy."

"It will."

“Then by all means." She reached up with both arms and I gripped her hands to tug her to a standing position. But before I released her I brought her face to mine and speared my tongue between her Lips.

Vanessa moaned happily and kissed me back with equal fervor, and then she swooned as I scooped her into my arms and turned us around. With one hand behind her shoulders and the other underneath her knees, I elevated her horizontally and then stretched her across the bed to set her down gently.

“Ooh, I Like," Vanessa commented as she squeezed my nearest bicep.

“You'll like this even more," I commented as I stretched my torso across the bed and between her spread legs. And as I got my face settled down, I caught a whiff of the perfume she'd placed just above her trimmed bush. Damn, this girl REALLY came prepared.

I proceeded to wrack my brain and desperately remember everything

Monica or Ellie had ever taught me. It's funny, in the past four months or so, I'd fantasized about having sex again from time to time. But those fantasies were always about girls sucking my dick or various positions I'd be fucking them in. I didn't fantasize much about cunnilingus, and now I was frantically trying to recall my skills.

You can't go wrong with the alphabet, and my slow tease brought

Vanessa's simmer up towards boiling. But while she was squirming happily, it wasn't until I really began spearing her pussy with some power that her soft whimpers became full-fledge moans.

With sudden insight, I pushed Vanessa's legs back until her knees were pressed against those fabulous tits, arching her ass into my face. And when my tongue went down to the crinkled star of her asshole, rimming it, Vanessa just went NUTS.

She quivered and came, dumping honey into my face as my tongue trailed its way upwards to the length of her slit. Her legs shot out and wrapped behind my head, pulling me tighter to her as she thrashed on the bed in an obvious orgasm.

“FUCK YEAH!" she cried.

And then there was a flurry of limbs and naked flesh as Vanessa bounded up and maneuvered us around until I was flat on my back and she was pinning me to her mattress. Her hands were planted against my shoulders, and I just had to take those swinging pendulums into my mouth.

“Mmm, suck my tits, stud. Aren't they so big and juicy? Don't they taste wonderful?"

I could only nod happily. Meanwhile, Vanessa's hand went down and elevated my cock to a vertical position. I actually began trembling in excitement. It had been such a long time...

I blinked and then it was over. I was balls deep inside this voluptuous vixen, her BIG tits in my face and her pussy muscles squeezing me tight. I couldn't speak. I couldn't even grunt. My eyes just went wide as my brain refused to believe I was having sex.

Vanessa was vocal enough for the both of us. I watched through a haze of oblivion as her mouth gaped and her tongue waggled in obvious speech. Only I couldn't hear anything. Her body undulated like an incredible belly dancer, only with my baseball bat shoved up her twat.

Her tits bounced and jiggled mightily, swaying in rhythm to an unheard beat while her torso elevated and fell steadily.

I wasn't doing anything. My hands switched back and forth between her hips and her tits. But basically, Vanessa was fucking ME. She was doing all the work. And while my brain was frozen and my ears non-functional, my cock certainly knew it was having wonderful, fantastic sex. The nerves down there worked just fine, and I was drowning in pleasurable feelings.

She thrust and pumped her body on top of me over and over and over again. I lost track of how many times her warm snatch surrounded my cock down to the balls. I lost track of how many minutes we fucked. It didn't matter.

I was having sex again.

And in the end, I absolutely erupted. I reached up and clutched

Vanessa's body to me, burying my face in her cleavage and gripping her shoulders to pin her down tightly around my crotch. My cock was shooting lava in vertical spurts, splashing inside her warm slice of heaven. I never wanted to let go. I never wanted this feeling to end.

But of course, it had to. Eventually, the spurts reduced down to a trickle, but the trembling in my body didn't stop. My legs were quivering, and my arms still held Vanessa as tightly as ever.