Generations Made 2

Clark felt the little bulbs of precum emerging from his glanshole. They wetted Kory’s hand, and as it stroked him, his cock grew moist and slippery. Kory’s fingers ran more easily over his shaft. The added feeling of smoothness, of shifting pressure, was almost too much for him to take.

But he did what Pete Ross had once advised him. He breathed deep and thought about swimming. To his surprise, his imagining managed to tamp down any ejaculation, although he couldn’t keep his mind on the ocean for long… not with Kory so persuasively demanding his attention.

She wasn’t even trying. She was just that seductive. The lushness of her body and the loveliness of the look of pleasure in her face, on all of her… and her voice, sweet Jesus, her voice…!

“X’Hal… Clark! I love touching your prick so much! And your hands feel so good on my tits! I hope we can do this for a while! And I hope we can do a lot more, too!”

All thoughts of the ocean evaporating from his brain, Clark looked at the dreamy expression she wore. There was no doubt in his mind that she was just as aroused as she was acting. Kory seemed wholly antithetical to the whole notion of faking, being insincere.

Her nipples were rock-hard, exactly like he’d heard a woman’s would be when she was excited. And her lips mimicked the sultry expression women wore when they were trying to look alluring on the cover of a magazine—though he knew she wasn’t trying to look anything. This was just the way a girl looked when she wanted to be kissed; the way that made a man want to kiss her.

He wondered if he had the guts. Touching her was one thing, but she was so sexual, even animalistic, that it almost seemed natural. Kissing would be more intimate. And yet, hadn’t Kory said she wanted more?

How could Clark not want that too? How could he not want all he could get of her? It would be like saying no to a second glass of ice water in the middle of the Sahara Desert!

His venturing fingers caught on a nipple. He pinched it unthinkingly.

“Oh, Clark!” The shock of the sensation made Kory’s eyes pop open. The two deep pools of green told her Clark was staring at her lips. She knew what he was thinking. “Kiss me, please.”

Clark’s lips puckered. He leaned forward, slowly, until his mouth was finally against hers.

Kory relished the gentleness of his kiss for a moment. Then she showed him how a woman liked to be kissed when the man was someone she was really passionate for. Her tongue pushed deep into his mouth.

Clark stayed there, surprised. Then his mouth surged against hers, their lips closer together than ever. Kory’s sex flared. She was so used to the abundance of desire she knew she deserved that it was thrilling, in its own way, to watch that same passion slowly emerge from Clark’s shyness, his uncertain need.

Leading him out of his reluctance and into the joys of lovemaking had Kory’s whole body burning. She knew instinctively that this was a new experience to Clark, that she was revealing every secret to him for the first time. That had her boiling all the hotter.

She had to feel that untried cock in her hand. She had to be the first to indulge herself with all Clark had to offer. She vowed not to ruin him for whoever would be his next lover, if he had to be returned to his place in the timeline, if he could only be hers for one night. Kory would leave him with an appreciation for all that was woman and an awareness of how wonderfully female flesh could be pleased.

The thought of her own generosity was an added layer of arousal. Oh, how she wished she could be there the next time he fucked, to see the lucky girl who benefited from the lessons Clark learned here.

“Clark, lover, I’m going to blow you now. Don’t worry about coming, you handsome boy. No matter how long you last, it’ll be fine for me. I really want to do this—I like doing it—and so will you. So just relax and let me suck you off. All I want from you is your enjoyment.”

She staring intently at him, gauging what he was feeling. Clark was not just blushing, but in awe, and it was exactly as electrifying as Kory had thought it would be. Like many of her lovers back when she was as young as Clark, he was more shocked than pleased by the impossible prospect of having something so pornographic happen to him. He would soon learn that it could indeed be his, despite being so debauched. Already, his kiss-wet lips were forming an eager smile. There was a trace of fear, but it was outweighed by his lust for her.

“I… I…” Clark couldn’t get anything else out. He held onto her breasts until the sweaty flesh slipped out of his grip, lost in motion as Kory got down on her knees.

For a moment, he quaked with fear, afraid he would come right in her face, just from having her plush lips so close to his manhood. But Clark was once more able to summon up the image of diving into the crisp, cool ocean. The sharp pang of approaching orgasm became a dull throb. How long it would stay that way, he didn’t know.

Clark looked around at the primordial wilderness that bore silent witness to their playful experimentation. It was easier to believe that he was on another planet, in another year, than that something so luscious was happening to him. If he’d known a day ago that he would end up here, he’d probably have gone insane a dozen times by now!

He felt like he was going mad now, waiting an eternity as he felt Kory’s fingers gracing his erection, fondling it a little, but mostly holding it steady for her mouth. Her mouth that hadn’t touched it yet. Every thought was of when she would finally touch it with those carmine lips…

Then: “UUUUHHH! Geez-z-z-z!”

Her lips were shut around his swollen knob, simple pressure flowing into his member, but more than enough to touch every nerve ending in his body. It was awe-inspiring! It was a fuse that blasted apart all his myriad thoughts! He could now only think of wanting more!

His hands reached down for her fiery hair and helped her down a little further, as if to show her she could take more of his endowment, oversized as it was, than she had yet accepted into her mouth. Kory’s eyes flicked up at him and he saw in them gratification that he was getting into the swing of things.

A lusty smile found Clark’s lips; what a pleasure it was to be able to multiply what Kory was making him feel, to participate in it and maybe even make Kory share it. She seemed to be delighting in his initiative. He pushed her further down and Kory happily went with his pressuring hands, sliding over his manhood until all of him was in her perfect mouth.

No, her mouth could not possibly be that big. She’d taken him into her throat! She’d swallowed him!

“Ahh… oohh… mmph!” Kory seemed to speak for both of them, even with her raw excitement dammed by his cock stuffing her mouth.

The sexual rush of being entirely hilted in those silken lips seemed more than enough to overwhelm Clark, but somehow he managed to hold back that final inch that separated ecstasy from ejaculation. He had to let go of her long hair, though. He braced his fists against a boulder and a tree trunk as he fought to reinforce his self-control and not simply glut himself on Kory’s offering.

“Oh… Kory! I don’t know how much more I can take! It’s so hard not to—”

Kory looked up at him reassuringly, sweeping her lips off his erection in such a recalcitrant way that he knew she wanted it back in her mouth as soon as possible. “If you feel like going off, go ahead, Clark. I want to taste your sweet cum as much as your cock. All I don’t want is for you to make yourself feel bad because you think you have to last a certain amount of time to satisfy me. You let go whenever you need to—if you last a long time, it just means you’re ahead of the curve when it comes to self-control. And if you don’t, it means I give fantastic blowjobs.”

Her orgiastic encouragement made him even stiffer. Then her lips returned to his cockhead—she took the opportunity to lay a kiss on his glans before she filled her mouth with them—and once more, Clark was fighting the tremors of his mounting lust.

But it was a struggle he could enjoy, knowing there was no way he could disappoint Kory. The only thing that would do that, he sensed, was if he didn’t have a massive load for her when he finally erupted. And Clark didn’t see any chance of that happening.

He felt her tongue press right up to his glanshole and he groaned, his balls aching with fullness. No, no chance at all.