“Be careful of your leg.”
“I got it,” she says, and I can tell she doesn’t like that I know her weakness. She suspends herself over my face. I look up at that beautiful, drenched cunt. All mine for the taking. I grab her hips and bring her down further, diving my tongue through her folds. Her clit is swelled so fucking big, already demanding attention, and since we’re short on time, I give it exactly what it wants. I latch onto it, sucking it hard against the roof of my mouth, then releasing to lick and torture it with my tongue. I do this harder and harder, shaking my head and pulling on her clit as relentlessly as I can. Katie starts riding on my face, her hips moving in an eager and fast-paced rhythm. I reach behind her and find her ass. Her movements falter as my finger searches and finds entry. I don’t stop until her ass has completely swallowed my finger. Then I finger-fuck it while still eating her juicy cunt. I wait until her pace is steady again and she’s completely lost to the rhythm we’ve started before I add my second finger.
“What are you doing to me?” she cries out, nearly breaking my fingers because she bares down on them so hard. It’s all she needed though to completely throw her over the edge. My fingers fuck her ass hard while her cum smothers my face. I fuck her over and over, my fingers sliding through her tight channel and stretching it apart, widening her ass for me while bringing her a sting of pain and enough pleasure that her whole body is shaking. “I’m coming. Oh, God, Hunter, I’m coming…” she tells me unnecessarily. I know because her cum is covering my tongue and running down my face. She tries to lift off of me, but I don’t let her. I keep her right where she is until she comes again. Only when her second orgasm hits its peak do I finally allow my tongue to slow down, nuzzling her *, allowing her to ride it out and calm down. I keep my fingers inside her ass, though, no longer fucking her but keeping them inside the channel and pulling the fingers apart forwards and backwards while widening her tight opening to get her ready for the next step, and ultimately, my cock.
When she’s done, she slumps down against my stomach. Her head is near my cock and the fucker is killing me, wanting out to play. Now is not the time for that, though. I maneuver out from under her, smiling at how exhausted she looks. It’s enough temptation not to go out tonight, to just keep her here and fuck her a hundred different ways until she’s unconscious from the pleasure. But I have other fun to introduce little Katie to tonight.
I get the plug and lube from earlier and settle down behind her. I pull her lower body onto my lap, grateful she pulled her panties off when she straddled my face. She won’t be needing those again. Katie’s eyes are still closed and she’s humming. Damn, maybe I already fucked her unconscious. I lube the small plug and then drag my fingers through her * and back to her ass again.
“I can’t, Hunter,” she whimpers. “Let me recover first.”
I smile. Looks like I’m going to have to work on Katie’s stamina, too.
“I need this, sweetness. Just lie still,” I tell her. My answer is another hum, and shit, has a woman ever made me smile this much during sex? Never. It’s always been about the act. This is different. Katie… is different. But then, I determined that earlier, didn’t I?
Content that her ass is as lubed and wet as I can get it, and the plug is covered too, I slowly begin pushing it inside.
“Fuck!” Katie hisses.
I hold her still by her lower back and push the plug in further. It’s only gone in about halfway when I notice Katie gripping the sheets.
“Breathe in and out slowly, sweetness. Just relax.”
“Easy for you to say,” she huffs. “I’m not trying to split you in two.” But she starts breathing in and out, as told.
“This is just a small plug, baby. We’re going to work you up to my cock. I don’t want to hurt you. I only want to make you feel good.”
“Small?” she squeaks as I push the plug into place, seating it inside of her. Just the sight of it is demanding I roll her over and fuck her while it’s inside.
I don’t, though. That would end the plans I have for tonight. Instead, I place two gentle kisses on each of her cheeks.
“Good girl. Now, it’s time to get ready to go out. Oh, and no underwear,” I tell her, getting up and going to the bathroom to wash up.
“What?”
“You heard me, sweetness.”
“I can’t go like this!”
“You can and you will,” I tell her, coming back out and throwing on a shirt.
“I smell like sex. At least let me put on—”
“Not happening. Get up from there and go brush your hair. I kind of messed it up.”
“I have to wear panties! What if this thing falls out? What if they… smell me?”
I stop myself from laughing—just barely.