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“But do you want to touch these or do you want to touch my pussy again?” she quizzed softly. “Don’t be afraid. I know just how excited you are. I felt the same way the first time I was with a man. It’s a little scary, isn’t it? But it wouldn’t be so exciting if it weren’t scary. Don’t be frightened, Kon. There’s nothing to be afraid of. Just come a little closer to my nice, wet pussy. That’s right. Come here, Kon, come to me…”

Lana wanted to throw herself into Kon’s arms and scream for him to fuck her—he probably would—but playing out this game of seduction, taboo and indecent, was something she had to do. Kon moved closer and Lana smiled warmly in encouragement.

“Just a little closer, Kon,” she moaned. Her pussy was on fire, burning even before he touched, running hotter the closer he got.

She reached down and opened up the tenderly twitching lips of her moist cunt. The fingers of both hands framed her splayed pink wetness, offering the sight to him. Her trembling smile offered the rest of her.

“It’s all yours, baby,” she whispered eagerly. “Touch it. Touch me right there. I want you to. I so want you to.”

Kon reached out, touched the silky spread of Lana’s warm, forbidden sex. He shuddered uncontrollably, feeling a warm flush of passion that began in his balls and throbbed its way to the very tip of his rock-hard erection.

“You’re really warm,” he gasped, feeling the flesh of her pussy tingling where his fingers made contact.

Lana covered his shaking hand with hers and pressed his palm down flat on her pulsing snatch. “And I’m wet too. Do you feel how wet I am, Kon? All hot and wet because you’ve made me that way. I’ll bet you never thought you could make a girl feel like you do, hot and hard, but we want it just as bad as you do.”

Kon didn’t say anything. It was no use. He was too busy trying to stop himself from outright fisting Lana to come up with anything to say. All he could think about was how much her tingling, dripping cunt felt like the sensations raging in his own maddened erection.

“But you’re not even really touching me,” Lana said with a slight frown, her voice low and lusty. “It must be hard for you to see like that. I know what I’ll do. I’ll just sit here on the couch and you can get a real good look at my pink little pussy. Would that be good, Kon, dear?”

All Kon could manage was a small nod and a barely withheld gasp as Lana lowered herself down to the couch and opened her legs. Showing him and only him her hot cunt.

“There!” Lana breathed softly. “Isn’t that better, Kon? Do you want to touch it now? Why don’t you? Go ahead, baby. Feel inside my creamy pussy. Go on…”

Lana reached out and took Kon’s arm, pulling him to her. He lost his balance, toppling down onto her naked body.

“Unnh,” he groaned, his face pressed up against her smooth belly. “Your… I can smell you…”

“Taste me!” Lana gasped, pushing his head down between her thighs.

She thought she would go crazy with lust. Her sex throbbed wildly, already trembling with the stirrings of climax, and she fought the urge to shove Kon’s mouth right down into her burning cunt.

Still she moaned and writhed as she tried impossibly to regain her calm. She almost had him—almost had brought to life the most exciting fantasy she’d ever had!

Lana ran her hands through Kon’s soft, glossy hair. She couldn’t stop herself from moaning. She guided him, slowly, gently, down to her wet cunt. His hotly panting breath touched her smooth thighs and the mons of her pussy. Then his cheeks brushed against her legs and she felt a blistering heat coming from his flushed skin. Finally, Lana had him where she wanted him.

His face was very still, barely breathing, against her hot, throbbing sex. Kon didn’t move a muscle, not wanting to spoil what had to seem like a blessing to him. Lana could only guess what wild thoughts were tumbling through his head, feeling her silken thatch right up against his lips, his chin, his nose. She could’ve sworn she felt the heat coming off his fevered mind as he went out of his head with desire.

Finally, he had to breathe: Lana felt the push and pull of his breath on her slit, knowing he was committing to memory everything about her womanhood. Then she lightly pushed him back.

“See, baby?” she purred softly, her voice quaking no matter how she tried to control herself. “It’s worth trying to sneak a peek at, isn’t it? I’m sure most women your age won’t let you get a look, but it’s nothing to be ashamed of, now is it? Look all you want. Don’t you think it’s pretty? And it makes me feel so sexy to have your eyes on it. See how creamy it is, how soaked my little pussy is getting? You’re making me hot, Kon. I’m getting very hot. Hot and soft and wet and open, so that even your big cock can fit inside me. Doesn’t that look like a good place to put what you’ve got?”

Kon could only gulp, torn by fascination and excitement. He couldn’t look away from the beautiful pinkness spread out before him. It made him pant, agonizingly straining to stare at her—seeing that lovely cunt only made him want it more. He wanted to reach out and open her up for an even better look, but he was frozen in place, paralyzed by the thought of losing all the progress he’d made so far. How could he chance ruining something this good?

Then Lana almost made him come right in his pants and she did it by reaching down to part her reddened labia lips, exposing all the folds of her slick cunt to him.

“Fucking Rao!” Kon gasped, staring at her wet inner muscles—the hard, twitching nubbin of her clitoris above the pink sheath meant for his dick.

He couldn’t believe this was actually happening. After how so many women had snubbed him and turned him down like giving him a looksee at their bathing suit area would be a mortal sin, here Miss Lang seemed to enjoy having him know what her cunt looked like. His steel-hard cock jerked excitedly; Kon gasped in the pain of denial. He had almost come! Lana was getting him too hot to control himself! All the petting and making out he had ever done couldn’t equal the arousal he felt right now!

Kon felt himself on the verge of swooning when Lana’s fingers pinched her shiny little clit with obvious lust and rolled it between her fingers. She sighed passionately. Kon swallowed and stared, wanting to do something, but not sure what was allowed. His balls throbbed achingly in the tight confines of his pants; he groaned over how much his body and soul both wanted something more to happen.

“Nnnmm,” Lana trilled. “Look, Kon: see how my little clit likes being touched? It’s standing right up, loving the way I play with it. It throbs when I touch it—you can’t know how good that feels. There’s only one thing in the world that’s better than that. Would you help me with that, Kon? If I showed you how, would you make me feel good?”

“Yes! Yeah, I would!” Kon gasped out. “Anything you want!”

“I’d like for you to pinch my clit,” Lana said, staring directly at the flustered Kon as if committing his vanishing innocence to memory. “Just like I’m doing. Can you do that, Kon? It’s so good. I’m getting all wet just from playing with my clit, but I want to be even hotter, even wetter. Touch me, Kon! Touch me right here!”

Kon reached out and made Lana squeal with a touch of his trembling fingers. Her tits heaved with shallow breaths; Lana didn’t know how long she could hold out before she orgasmed.

“YES!” she cried. “That feels so nice, baby, touching my clit… a little harder now! Roll it around in your fingers just like I did! You want to make me feel good, don’t you? Make me hot… wild… touch it for me, Kon! Ooohh! Make me so hot I’ll do anything! Yes, yes, it’s wonderful! You’re touching me so good! KON!”

Kon did just as she said, choking her little love button between his fingers. Firmer now than he had before as he leaned what Lana could take—what was too much for her and what only whetted her appetite. She sounded like a porn star; a woman most definitely enjoying herself!

His fingers gleamed with her creamy juices. She was so wet Kon thought she’d stain the couch, but Lana didn’t seem to care. All that mattered to her was that he kept touching her throbbing, sensitive sex.

Then, all of a sudden, Lana pushed his hand away. “I want something else now, Kon,” she said breathlessly. “Something even better. Would you like that? Would you like to hear me squeal and scream just like I’ve been doing, but louder? Much, much louder!?”

Kon nodded enthusiastically, caught up in her lust. “Yes! Anything you want! I want to make you feel good, Lana!”

“And I want you to taste how good I feel,” Lana whispered hoarsely. “Would you do that for me? Would you eat my pussy instead of just touching it?”

“Lick it? For real?” Kon asked, shocked by her words. He wasn’t used to even seeing a woman’s pussy—now she wanted his mouth on it. “Oh yeah! Let’s do it!”

“Good boy!” Lana cooed, shivering with emotion. She held her steamy sex open with one hand while her other hand grabbed him by the hair. “Go ahead, Kon! Lick and suck it all over! Here! Here’s my wet pussy and you can kiss it all you want! Go on, Kon! Put your tongue inside me! Do it, baby! LICK MY CUNT!”

She pulled him into her snatch while Kon was too stricken to move himself. Instantly he started licking her. Lana went wild. Now she held his head down with both hands, keeping him nestled right up against her sex.