Go slow
From Torg Adventure
A vision of teenaged lust laid on his bed before him; Tammy's tongue drifted across her thin lips, and her fingers toyed with her swollen nipples. The only piece of clothing on her body was the pair of short shorts, barely covering her privates. He crawled onto the bed between her legs, his mouth seeking her firm breasts and nipples. His stiff manhood ground into her crotch, rubbing her through their clothes. As he sucked on her nipple and his fingers tweaked the other one, he stroked up and down her covered slit. He had not dry-fucked someone since college; he had forgotten how good it felt. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it up, and he raised himself up to let it past his chest; she threw it into a corner of the bedroom.
With his cock trying to thrust into her through his shorts, he lifted himself up to look in her face. Her eyes were closed in pleasure. Sensing his movement, she pulled his chest down to her mouth and sucked one of his nipples into her mouth. An electric shock pulsed down from his nipple straight to his penis, making it even harder than before. He groaned deeply from the stimulation.
Her lips smacked when she let go of his nipple, and she whispered, "Let me see it. Let me see your cock." She reached for his pants, deftly unbuttoning his fly and lowering the zipper. She yanked his shorts and boxer briefs down to his knees with a single motion, revealing his aching shaft hanging in the space between them. He kicked his shorts off, and Tammy caressed his penis gently.
