Her nipples were standing up and hard. I kissed my way all the way to her pussy again. I started sucking and licking her pussy again and she started...moving back into me again. Her pace started getting faster again, and then she told me to fuck her now. That was all it took. I went up between her legs this time laying on the bed. She arched her ass up so I hit her pussy the first try this time. As soon as I slid into her I felt her pussy twitching around my dick and she held me against. I then moved yet lower, and began kissing her inner thighs. I ever so gradually moved upwards, yet again causing her to moan in anticipation. Eventually I kissed the outside of her lips, moving from one to the other, and then licking the length of her slit, deliberately missing her clit. By now her whole body was burning with hunger and impatience. I continued like this, with her begging me to stop teasing. By now her pussy was gushing, so I gave in to her desires and began to give her clit. I masturbated a lot. Anything could get me going. Once I used pictures in the women's clothing retailers section of the Yellow Pages.So anyway, like I said. Almost zero experience. And I'd just turned 16, which made me completely legal. I felt the pressure was on to get laid or I'd be a virgin forever.And then Lou. He was a member of the cycling club I joined. I looked up to him because he'd competed in local races and done OK. And he was great with new members. Encouraging them, organizing. She imagined a lot of things she would do while she was in the Crescent City. She imagined dancing to the beat of New Orleans jazz played by a jazz band walking down Bourbon Street, indulging on jambalaya, gumbo, red beans and rice, beignets and café au lait, po'boys, bananas foster and other delicious dishes, doing some great shopping, staying at a very nice hotel maybe with a lovely view of the city, and maybe even a sexy, passionate, romantic fling with a New Orleans native man. She started.