I felt his mouth on my lips and trailing down my neck. I moaned softly and kissed him back with just as much passion. I’d been waiting for this moment forever, and I couldn’t help but wonder if he had been, too. No matter how wrong something could be, you always knew what your heart really wanted. Right now, I wanted him, no matter the consequences.
I ran my hands up and down his toned, tattooed torso, savoring the feeling of his hard muscles. I kissed his neck shyly, and he breathed sharply into my ear. He nibbled on my earlobe and said, “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.”
“Yes, please,” I gasped, shivers running up and down my spine.
He turned the water off and picked me up. I giggled in surprise. “Shhh,” he said. He carried me out of the bathroom and placed me gently on his bed. He grinned and turned his TV on so no one would hear us.
“Good idea,” I said with a wink.
He turned his attention to me, his eyes softening with love. His mixture of feral desire and tenderness was beautiful and arousing at the same time.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, running his hands over my body.
“So are you.” I wanted to trace each of his tattoos with my tongue.
His big cock was hard and erect. I wanted it in my mouth. Before I could request this, he ran his finger slowly up and down my clit. My eyes widened from the pleasure of the sensation.
“I’m going to make you squirt,” he whispered seductively.
I was horny and wet from the shower, so he had no problem sticking his fingers in me. He curved them upwards and began steadily fucking me with his hand. I grabbed both of his arms, the intense sensation hitting me in ways I’d never felt before.
“Oh God…that feels amazing,” I said, finding it harder and harder to formulate words.
He curved his fingers upwards and steadied my hips with his other hand. He moved rapidly up and down, and I felt a strong, deep internal orgasm radiate outwards. He was hitting what felt like a pit inside of me, and the more I squirmed, the harder he worked on it.
“Ash, please,” I moaned.
“Come,” he demanded.
His words sent me over the edge, and I nearly screamed as I came. He placed his hand over my mouth, smirking evilly. This intensified my orgasm. I lay there for a moment, catching my breath. He looked smug and proud.
“Fuck. That’s the G-spot, right?” I asked. He nodded, smiling widely. “I have an idea,” I said mischievously.
“What is it?”
“I’ll suck you off while you eat me out.”
He chuckled. “You mean sixty-nining?” he asked sarcastically.
“Yes! Exactly!”
He took me into his big strong arms and pulled me on top of him so my ass was sticking in his face. He began licking my asshole, which I’d never felt before. I moaned.
“Wow, that actually feels great,” I said.
“Mmhmm,” he murmured, licking my crack.
His cock was fully erect now, and I saw a few globs of pre-cum at the tip. I smiled and began licking him, enjoying the salty taste. I took him into my mouth, feeling his engorged member pulsating.
He breathed deeply and began licking my clit, which was also swollen with desire. Our bodies writhed rhythmically as we sucked and kissed each other’s most intimate, tender parts. I sighed softly, swirling my tongue around his cock’s head. His hot mouth felt so great—he knew just the right spots to hit. He gently circled my clit with his mouth. I started to grind my hips into his mouth, making love to his face. He matched my rhythm with his cock, and I wanted this moment to last forever.
The familiar feeling of intense orgasm began to build deep inside my pussy. I squirmed, and he held my hips firmly, not relenting. I whimpered as I began to come, and he moaned in encouragement, lapping up my juices.
He scooped me off him gently and placed me on the bed. My legs were weak from orgasm. I wanted to surrender to him. I reached for him and he kissed me tenderly. His cock was huge now, and my pussy was aching for him. He rubbed his cock all over the outside of my slit, teasing me with it. I gasped.
“Please fuck me,” I urged, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of his swollen cock rubbing my clit.
This was too much for him to resist. He pushed his cock slowly into me. I was so tight because I had only ever had sex with him. His eyes widened at the sensation, and he continued to slide himself in. I arched my back, wanting him all of the way inside me. He began moving in and out, his cock disappearing again and again. I matched my hips to the rhythm of his body, and it felt incredible. I tightened myself around him, and he groaned in appreciation, closing his eyes. Sweat dripped down his forehead.