19 Year Old Hippie Sluts First Throat Pie, Takes Pulsating Cock

Subject: “A oral Exploration: The Sexual Awakening of a 19-Year-Old Hippie Slut”

In the heart of the city, where modern day meets free love, there lived a 19-year-old sodden hippie named Spring. With her long, wavy chestnut tresses, freckled sun-kissed skin, and piercing green eyes, Spring was a sight to behold. Adorned in tie-dye and beads, this nubile flower child was always lost in realms of euphoria, embracing the “live and let live” ideology with open arms and parted legs.

One sweltering summer afternoon, Spring met a rugged, tattooed lad named Pepper at the local music fest. With his long braided hair, smoking a joint, and his groovy mismatched attire, Pepper was the embodiment of her wildest dreams. Their eyes locked, and they knew an electric connection sparked between them, igniting an insatiable hunger for each other’s bodies.

The next day, Pepper invited Spring to his place to chill. As soon as they entered his sparsely decorated apartment, the air crackled with imminent desire. Without a word, they fell onto each other, frantically tearing off their clothes with ferocious abandon.

Little did Spring know; Pepper harbored a secret fetish that went beyond the norm of the flower-powered generation. He yearned to experience the forbidden allure of a blowjob, an act taboo to the free love era. But he was too shy, yet intrigued by the potential pleasure that lurked behind the act, to ask his newfound love.

Desperate to satisfy her partner’s unspoken desires, Spring took the initiative. She guided Pepper’s throbbing member into her warm, wet mouth, enveloping his shaft with her pillowy lips. Pepper’s eyes rolled back with overwhelming ecstasy, convulsing in pure bliss as Spring’s slurping sounds steadied the rhythm of his climax.

“Oh, Spring! Oh, fuck yes!” Pepper moaned in utter rapture, his large manhood swelling within her mouth.

Embracing her blossoming role as a cock-loving hippie, Spring thoroughly explored the ridges and veins of Pepper’s pulsing shaft with her tongue. She teased the tip, tasting his pungent pre-cum, sending shivers down Pepper’s back. The pleasure was so intense that he felt his legs nearly buckle under his weight.

“Dear Spring, I’ve found a new love for you to embrace,” Pepper panted, flushed with arousal. “Ease that throbbing of mine with your skilled tongue.”

In response, Spring strummed her fingers along the length of Pepper’s brawny thighs. “I’m just beginning to discover the joys of worshipping the incredible curse of your throbbing sausage, my darling,” she purred before engulfing Pepper’s entire length deep in her throat.

Pepper threw his head back, holding the wall for support as his hips bucked forward, instinctively fucking Spring’s wet face. The feeling of her soft, plump lips sealing around his sensitive tip and warm saliva coating his cock sent Pepper reeling.

Through parted lashes, he watched in awe as Spring allowed him to thrust in and out of her mouth, her slender fingers cupping and fondling his heavy sack. The obscene sounds of skin slapping against skin mingled with her wanton moans.

“You’re deflowering my cock goddess,” Pepper groaned, guiding her head up and down his rigid shaft. “I hope you’re prepared to conquer the flood of my cock!”

Blind head fucking like this was deliciously sinful, all while wearing their clothing made the primal act even more erotic. Spring held Pepper’s chiseled hips while gaging and gagging, letting drool from her satisfied mouth. Her green eyes locked on his, urging him to steamroll her throat.

Pepper held her brown hair in his grip and went to town on her welcoming mouth opening. Balls slapping her chin, Pepper admired her making a wreck of his cock.

With gurgling sounds and heavy breathing, Pepper decided to give her the cream pie she deserves. It wasn’t until Pepper’s entire body shuddered strongly that he finally erupted, his hot seed spilling directly into Spring’s open mouth.

“That’s it, Spring. Mmmph receive your due rewards!” Pepper growled through clenched teeth. “Drink it all down like the thirsty little cockslut you are!”

Spring willingly drank every drop of Pepper’s hot semen, making a show of keeping it all in her mouth before displaying it on her tongue for him to admire.

After many more rounds of hot paramour, Pepper and Spring breathed heavily on each other, still tangled in a sweaty embrace. Pepper’s satisfied penis finally started to flag, while Spring licked the remnants of his thick cream from her lips, savoring the taste of his salty essence.

“I’ve never felt this alive, Pepper!” Spring gushed, staring at the ceiling dreamily. “My throat is sore, and I know your cock marks will be on me for days. I can still taste you…”

A wicked grin spread across Pepper’s face. “I’ll give you a reminder of how good that cock feels stretching your gullet whenever you want, my gorgeous goddess.”

As evening approached, the couple lay intertwined and satiated, both pondering the endless possibilities and new pleasures that awaited them in their kinky, liberated connection.

From now on, Spring dedicated herself as a naughty little hippie slut, blossoming a deep love for throating thick meat and drinking strangers’ cum on the regular. She even sought guidance from veterans of throat cock consumption for ‘proper’ etiquette.

This is the story of Spring’s sexual awakening and her endless love for worshipping cock.