Thread: Culture Clash (DaddyIsHere and TerraFirma)

When I was younger, about fifteen or so, my parents took me to the rural village that my mother came from. It was all mud huts, dirt, lush greenery and rushing rivers. I spent my days running around with soil on my knees, under my nails, and dust and leaves in my hair. It was carnal and wild, and I loved it. When Max finally came in my mouth, it oddly made me feel the same way wandering about in the jungle had, like I was some feral creature that wasn't afraid to do something primal and dirty. I let him spurt his load onto my tongue, but there was so much of it that it trickled out of my lips. I felt even dirtier, and I realized something. I was cockhungry. I wish there was a less crude word for it, but there it is. The feel of Max's cock in my mouth, the warm rush of his cum entering my throat, that many smell that I wanted to get all over my face and hands, and the delicious taste of him. It sounds strange, I know, but I had never plunged so deep into a physical experience before, besides my time in the village, and it was the most amazing feeling. After he unloaded the rest of his cum on my chest I looked down at the streaks of white that ran down the perky slopes of my tits, felt the hot trickles dribble down my chin and stomach. The taste of his cum had remained in my mouth. Max wasn't done with me yet though, thank God. After he got a good look at me his body bore down on mine, and I trembled and moaned in his hold as I felt his hot tongue swipe at mine. He paid no heed to the cum he had splattered on my chest even when it smeared onto his from our bodies pressing so close. It was so filthy and messy, and I was loving every second of it. As we made out I inched my hand lower and was surprised to find that his cock had hardened again. After nibbling playfully at his lip, I gave him a sly look, and proceeded to jack him off slowly, pausing occasionally to caress his balls. My teasing was rewarded with him commanding me to take my shorts off. Hesitation overtook me again. But Max, he was a certain way in the bedroom when he wanted to be, sweet and tender one moment then steely dominating the next. I don't think I'd ever seen him so imposing before this morning. I have to admit, it made me feel like I was melting into a puddle at his feet. Needless to say, my shorts were soon gone. My pussy was exposed, and I tried not to be embarrassed about it being shaven clean except for a neat landing strip. It was obvious I was anticipating something. But Max distracted me from my abashedness... Do it, he said. Show me how you pleasure yourself. I watched a smirk appear on his face and then squirmed where I lay, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip as I looked here and there but not at his face. Masturbating was really intimate. It was so exposing, and made me feel so vulnerable. Would I be able to let him watch me? Ill return the favor. Ill show you how it looks when I stroke myself, thinking of you. My eyes lifted and widened at his words. I watched his hand rise and descend along his thick shaft and heard myself give the tiniest of whimpers as I wriggled from the fresh wetness between my legs. I really don't know if... I paused, my gaze lowering again to the sight of him jacking off. Watching him made my pussy tighten and sent a shiver through me. Okay, for you... I conceded softly, laying back on the pillow he gave me. It was unusual...almost surreal to spread my legs in front of Max's unwavering gaze. Just last night we were friends. Now he was able to look at my most intimate parts. My pussy was slick and shining from my wetness, which had crept a little down my thighs by that point. Sweeping my hair over one shoulder, I leaned back and used my other hand to stroke my sensitive inner thigh. I then moved to my soaking wet clit, and began to rub it in slow but hard circles. I also began to roll one of my nipples between the fingers of my free hand. My head fell back a little, my lips parted to let my shallow breaths escape. I watched Max through heavy-lidded eyes, hissing out a husky fuuuck as I took in the sight of his muscles tensing and relaxing while he jacked off. Watching me. My hips rolled and pushed against my hand, and I began to whimper even louder. Normally I took a good five minutes to climax. But having Max there, his eyes taking me in hungrily, I was about to cum soon, and cum hard. It was lucky he gave me that pillow. I began to thrash and writhe on the floor, very audible cries of pleasure tearing at my throat despite me wanting to keep quiet. The globes of my breasts bounced a bit from the speed at which my hand was going as I worked my clit. I used my other hand to insert one finger into my tight but slippery pussy, and then another finger, and then another, until I was pumping three in there with as much force as I could manage. But it still wasn't enough for me. Max, please! I can't fucking take this! Pleeease fuck me? I realized I'd begun to practically shriek. Max was breathing heavily now, his hand working furiously over his cock which was now engorged. Yet he just smirked again and shook his head, then motioned for me to keep going, reaching out to flick my nipple almost like a taunt. I whimpered in desperation, and then looked back to his cock. It was so full and tempting...In fact... All of a sudden, I stopped, extracted my now shining fingers from my pussy, and gave Max a small smirk. His hand slowed, and he looked at me questioningly, almost seeming frustrated. Why did you stop? he asked, his voice thick from arousal. You'll see. I rasped. With one swift motion I gently pushed him into a sitting position so that his legs were out in front of him. I straddled one of his legs with my own, and pressed my pussy hard against him. Then I laid down against him, my breasts bearing down on his thigh. I began to grind my pussy against his leg, massaging my clit against the firmness of his muscles. I found myself on the verge of cumming in about 3 seconds. No...not yet. With one hand I lightly cupped his balls and began massaging, and with the other hand I directed his cock into my mouth and began slurping voraciously. My head rapidly bobbed up and down on his cock and with each stroke I drove it deeper into my throat, until I was soon deepthroating him. Yes, there were a few tears trickling down my face from the natural aversion to having something in your throat, but I had wanted to try this for so long so I kept going. I moaned with his cock shoved deep into the wet tightness of my throat. As I made increasingly loud sounds of pleasure, I watched his face. His eyebrows rose as I slooowly slid his length out from between my lips and then began lap at it with my tongue, licking down his entire shaft before kissing and very lightly sucking at his balls and then licking those too. Without warning I had his cock in my throat again, and I was squealing and moaning without shame. And then I felt it. I came hard. It ripped through my body, sending electric shocks to my pussy, breasts and pretty much everywhere else. Aah! Fuck, yes! my voice was hoarse as I shrieked and tossed back my head, my dark hair falling across my face as I thrusted hard against Max's leg with each wave of my orgasm. Even as I came, my hand kept a steady rhythm as I jacked him off. I loved that he was watching me be so dirty, so slutty, grinding away like some horny animal with his cumstains on my chest. He seemed to enjoy it too. Only a few seconds after I came, I heard his raspy grunt as he emptied a new load of his cum across my face. I gasped, but was smiling. Poking out my tongue, I licked around my mouth then sighed contentedly. And there I lay, spent from the first orgasm I ever shared with anybody, covered all over in Max's cum and relishing the feeling of...everything.