Renee lies on her back in this nest of painter’s sheets and spreads her legs wide. Her picture-perfect pussy is waiting for me, so inviting and so ready. I scoot up in there on my knees, grab myself and get ready to plunge it in. She hands me a small jar containing a white substance the consistency of peanut butter, “Here, put some of this on yourself before you put it in.”
“What is it?” I ask.
“It’s coconut oil, put it all over your cock, it’s a great natural lubricant. It will melt with your body heat.” I scoop some out with two fingers and spread it on myself. It’s thick at first, but soon melts into a nice, slick, clear oil.
Oh, hey now – Wow! I must say, this sure feels good. I take my time to thoroughly spread it all around from the base of my shaft all the way up to my tip, making sure to get it in the indented circumference, on my special sensitive spot and all over my smooth head surfaces. Renee is patiently watching me enjoy this task, “So… Are you gonna jack it off with that oil? Or…?”
“Oh, sorry… It feels good putting this on.”
“I can see that!” she snickers. “How about you get your, ‘feeling good’ in here,” she redirects my attention to her pussy.
Now that I’m all slicked up, I move into position over her and slide my coconut oil lubricated cock with complete ease into her hot silky heaven. “Oh, Yessss…” Exactly where I want to be.
I work my hips fore and back, sliding it in and out. I enjoy looking down and seeing the action of my shaft going all the way in and then coming back out. Her pubic area rises when I push in and returns on the out stroke. I’m a detail kind of guy, I notice the little things.
Sure, I’ve watched porn on the internet before, but this is so much better. I’m the one doing it and it’s my cock having all the fun, not some other doofus’s. We go at it like this for a while when she notices me looking down between us, intently watching what’s going on between our legs.
She says, “Let me roll over and you can do me doggy-style. It will work better if you like to watch.” Renee positions herself on all fours, arching her back and I get up on my knees to slide myself back in. This gives me a perfect view with her ass in the air and easy access to her pussy.
“Grab my ass and fuck me good, Kyle,” she instructs me. I don’t need to be told twice.
I discover with this position that I have more control and flexibility with how I’m fucking her. She couldn’t be more right about this being a better view, talk about seeing, and in great detail, how her pussy lips are wrapped snugly around my cock. Watching myself sliding in and out of her tight hole is a massive turn on for me! Damn, this is so sexy! I swear, I could watch this all-day long.
I now understand what Renee meant about the guy usually cumming first. It’s not only the awesome visual stimulation I am receiving, it’s that this feels so damn good too! Like an approaching, lower body, tsunami, I just can’t hold the on-rush back any longer. “Uhht!” I grunt and begin shooting it. I’m blowing my load and draining my juices already, I couldn’t help it. “Dammit…” I mutter, “I wanted to last longer than this!”
Renee turns her head, smirks and reassures me, “It’s okay, Sport, just keep going.”
“I will.”
I keep on fucking her, taking my cues by listening to her moans build in volume and frequency. With her own juices, plus the coconut oil and now the addition of my slippery, sloppy load of cum in there, this makes for one, very well, lubricated pussy!
“Faster, fuck me faster,” she commands and I increase the speed of my thrusting.
Ramming it faster is when I learn all about a pop-out. One pull-back too far and my cock comes completely out, then on the return drive, it jams-up head-first just missing her hole on re-entry. “Yeeowww!” I yelp.
She looks over her shoulder and giggles, “Oopsee! Having a hard time finding the hole back there? Hahaha!”
“Not funny, that hurt!” I shake my head and put myself back in. All part of the learning process, I guess…
After she’s done giggling and we’ve resumed better-timed screwing on my part, she shouts, “Harder, Kyle, FUCK ME HARDER!”
I drive it harder; drive it deeper, fucking her intensely as she instructs me to. I do find humor in listening to the “plap, plap, plap” sound of my pelvis slapping in time with her ass.
Soon, her moans turn into those whimpering, crying-like sounds of pure pleasure. Her pussy muscles cinch up so tight around my cock that even with all the lubrication and cum I can barely push it in or pull it back. I am being held snuggly in place and she is no intentions of letting me go.
While breathing very hard, she starts screaming, “Ohhh! Oh my god! Ohhh! Oh god! OH GOD!” Her hands are scrunching up and releasing balls of sheets like she’s kneading bread dough. It’s probably my imagination, but I think I hear a distant thumping on the wall from the next apartment. I dismiss it quickly, I have much more important things going on here.
As her pussy muscles surrender some of their grip on me, I look down and see a string of our combined juices dripping down onto the sheets. Her climax subsides and I slide it out. We both collapse onto the sheets and lay together. She’s catching her breath from what sounded, and felt like, one very intense orgasm. We’re both covered in sweat, but it’s a good sweat from having sex.
Renee rolls on top of me, “Oh, Sport, that was great. Now, that’s how to start the day, huh?”
“Yeah it is, but I came too soon.”
“That’s okay, it happens. Good boy to you, you didn’t stop, you kept on going for me to catch-up.”
“I remembered what you said about when the guy cums first.”
“You were probably all sexed up and kept thinking about it too much the last few days. Am I right?”
“Yeah, it’s ALL I’ve been thinking about.”
“Would you like try again in a little while?”
“Yes, definitely!”
Renee kisses me, “I’ll bet you’ll last longer next time.”
She rolls off me and sits up. As she does this, I hear a low, quiet, “pflllfffbbtbtbt…” sound come from between her legs. My eyebrows shoot straight up! Did that just come from her pussy?
She starts giggling, puts her hand over her mouth and meekly says, “Oops, I queefed.”
“Queefed?” I ask.
She bursts out laughing, “A pussy fart, Kyle!”
“What?” I do a double-take, head shake, “I never knew a pussy could fart!”
She’s now laughing so hard, she’s in tears. Falling back onto me, she tries to explain, but can’t get the words out because of her laughing fit. After she starts to calm, and wipes tears from her face, another wave of laughter overtakes. I’m happy she thinks this is funny and all, but I really want to know more about this pussy farting business, also apparently known as a queefing. Finally, she gains enough control to make an earnest attempt to explain this mystery to me.
“Okay… you know how when we are doing it? Hahahaha… When you are really pumping it in and out? Hahaha… Little bits of air can get trapped up inside. When we’re done and my muscles relax down there, it… it comes out. Comes out like a little fart! A queef! Hahahaha!”