“That’s right Holly. Make yourself come. I want to see you come.”
Her eyes flutter closed and her head arched back as she reached for her pleasure. Then she cried out, and I saw juices flow from her pussy as she rocked and drew out her orgasm.
Fuck. It was magnificent to watch. I couldn’t wait any longer.
I crawled on the bed, wanting to fuck her, but remembering I told her I’d make myself come. Just as well. I’d barely be in her sweet pussy before I was ejaculating all over the place.
She watched me as I straddled her thighs.
“Do you want to watch me jerk off?”
“Yes.” Her eyes flashed with wild heat.
“Can I come on your tits?”
Her hands cupped her magnificent globes, holding them like she was offering them to me.
“I’m sorry to say this won’t be much of a show. I’m going to come the minute I grab him.”
She let out a long breath, like that made her feel good to know I was so close to the edge.
“Ready?”
“Will it reach my mouth?”
Ah fuck. I couldn’t answer. Instead, I grabbed my dick, letting out a long feral growl as the humming energy ramped up to a million kilowatts. With my other hand, I fondled my balls and then I stroked the shaft the entire length.
“Oh fuck…” I groaned, and then gave quick strokes along the head, hitting the most sensitive part of the rim until my balls pulled in, my dick cocked tight, and I sprayed my load all over her. One shot, then two, and on and on until I couldn’t see straight.
Even as my strength ran out and I had to sit back on my heels over her thighs, my dick was pulsing with my essence.
When I finally felt the world stop spinning, I looked down at her. She was running her fingers through the gooey mess and holy fuck if my dick didn’t twitch at that.
“I’m sorry. I made a mess.” I gave her a sheepish grin.
“You did. It was sexy. Erotic. I’d never seen a man ejaculate before.” Her eyes looked into mine. “It made me hot.”
My dick liked that too. He should have been worn out, but I could feel a second wind coming on. Or maybe he wasn’t quite finished from the first time. I didn’t know. I didn’t care. All I knew was that I wanted to spend the rest of the night showing her how sexy and desirable she was.
24
Holly
I’d never been a prude. I’d always enjoyed sex. I especially enjoyed it with Tucker although admittedly, some things I was a little shy about. Such as putting on lingerie and hoping that he found it sexy, not silly. Or like touching myself. That was something I did in private. And yet, the look on his face when I slid my fingers to my pussy, I knew it was as much for his pleasure as mine.
That was one of the many things I loved about having him around. He encouraged me to pursue my interests and desires. He pushed me to push myself out of my comfort zone. Whatever happened between us in the future, I’d always be grateful for how he helped me grow as a person.
He moved so that he was kneeling between my legs instead of straddling them.
“You know, you’re naked and I’m still partially dressed,” I said as I looked down on my thong, stockings and heels.
“It’s sexy.” He ran his hands down my legs. “You’re like a fantasy come true. In a minute, when I get my second wind, I want to fuck you just like this.”
I laughed. “This is a fantasy?”
His cheeks blushed. “It is now. Do you have a fantasy?”
I was pretty sure he’d already made mine come true. “Everything we do is great. I’m not sure how I’ll be able to follow you up.” I wasn’t joking. I couldn’t imagine any man I’d be with in the future would be able to light up my erotic parts like he did. Then again, it was hard to imagine even wanting to be with another man after Tucker. But I had to be realistic here. We weren’t a forever kind of couple.