Teen tryout

Kimberly stands at the edge of the bed in nothing but sheer lingerie, a faint flush already creeping across her collarbones. Her blond hair falls loose over one shoulder. She has never done this before, and every small movement betrays that. When she turns, the thin strip of fabric slips between her cheeks, framing the pale curve of her young ass. Her breath catches when he approaches, but she does not step away. Instead she lowers herself to her knees, palms resting on her thighs, lips parting as she leans in. She takes him slowly at first, feeling the weight on her tongue, and the sound she makes is soft and wet. Once she finds her rhythm the nervousness starts to fade. Her mouth slides deeper, saliva glistening on the shaft each time she pulls back. When his fingers tighten in her hair she lets him guide her, eyes watering, but she keeps going, eager to prove she can handle whatever comes next. He pulls her up, turns her around, and presses her forward onto the mattress. The lace panties roll down to mid-thigh, leaving her completely exposed. He parts her cheeks with both hands, studies the tight ring already twitching with anticipation. She bites her lower lip when the first slick finger circles her entrance, then pushes inside. The stretch is slow, deliberate. By the time he adds a second finger her breath comes in short gasps and her hips rock back of their own accord. He replaces his fingers with the head of his cock, pressing until the muscle gives. She cries out once, sharp and high, then settles as he eases further in. Her hands clutch at the sheets while he works himself deeper, inch by inch, until his hips rest flush against her ass. The initial burn eases into something fuller, hotter. She pushes back to meet each thrust, the sound of skin meeting skin growing louder, wetter. When he reaches beneath her to rub her clit she shudders, clenching around him, and the orgasm rolls through her in tight, pulsing waves. He follows moments later, gripping her hips hard as he finishes inside her, the heat flooding deep. She stays still, breathing hard, feeling the slow trickle when he finally pulls out.