When she had cum three times more, her little pussy was so over-sensitized that she pushed his head away and begged him to stop. She almost passed out from the sensations and lay on the bed, sweating profusely and gasping for air. Her eyes were closed and her whole body trembled. The hot-blooded youth moved up her body and kissed her passionately on the mouth, giving her a taste of her own cuntal juices mixed with his saliva. She responded weakly. In the next moment, she heard the recognizable sound of a zipper descending its track and felt Chris squirm against her body as he struggled to free his heavily throbbing cock from the tight Levi's.

Jill felt a little stab of anxiety. He had promised not to try and fuck her – he knew she wouldn't do that! Still, he wanted something in return, and she would have to feel his cock at least…

But her alarm grew as she felt the rough denim scrape down her body, along her silky legs, and she came into greater contact with an expanse of male flesh. Then she felt his rigid bare cock pressed demandingly into her loins and her eyes opened wide in fear.

"Chris – what are you doing? You… you know we can't go all the way. You promised not to try…" she stammered.

"Please, Jill – just this once!" he begged her. "I've waited so long. I've got to tonight!"

"NO! I can't! Not till after we're married! Then I'll do anything you want. But not now!"

"Then suck me off at least – please, Jill!" he begged, and he scooted up her body, placing a knee on either side of her head. He placed both his hands under her pillow and raised her head so that her lips were only inches from his huge, glistening cock. "Suck it, honey. SUCK IT!"

His beautiful girlfriend meekly opened her mouth; she wanted to place her lips around that temptingly throbbing organ, but she was afraid that Chris might actually cum in her mouth – then she would have set a precedent, and would have to suck him off all the time.