Two Weeks of Sin

And God, I wanted that woman.

I prayed it wasn't just lust and selfishness making me walk over to her bungalow. Jessica said if I didn't cut things off with Violet, that she'd release the images. And yet, there I was between her legs, sucking and licking her delicious pussy, pressing my tongue between the folds of her vagina, sliding it into her slit as he grabbed onto my head and called out my name over and over again.

God, it was amazing. When her body shuddered, I knew she was close. I felt the spasms take hold in her pussy, reverberating through my tongue as her knees started to give out on her. I held her steady as I flicked my tongue all around the juicy opening and she came with my tongue buried inside of her. She cried out and gripped my head tightly, making me one happy man.

My cock was bulging in my pants, however, and the ache was almost too much for me to bear. I should have stopped right there, but before I could say another word, Violet pulled me up and was kissing me again, tasting her own juices from my lips.

“Violet, I need to tell you something first,” I said.

But she wasn't listening. She put her finger to my lips, dropped to her knees before me and

took my pants down.

“Violet, one second, I should – ”

But her lips parted and she took my cock all the way into her mouth, making my entire body jerk uncontrollably for a moment.

“Oh fuck,” I said, my eyes rolling back into my head as this beautiful woman sucked my cock like a lollipop.

She licked and sucked, and rolled her tongue down the sides while taking me deep into her mouth. When she couldn't take me all the way in, her hand made up the distance, and slowly, my hips started moving back and forth as I fucked her pretty little mouth.

All mention of Jessica and the photos was gone. The only thing I could think about was her lips and her mouth on my dick; and she was good. Damn good. I could tell it wasn't her first time sucking a man off, and I feared that if she kept up the pace she was on, I might lose it. And as much as I'd love to shoot my load between those red lips of hers, I wanted to be inside of her. No, I needed to be inside of her.

“Stop,” I said, pulling her hair back and keeping her from going down once more.

She playfully pouted at me, but then she stood up and kissed me again, her tongue pushing past my lips with a ferocity born of need. All this time, I was worried I was the one taking advantage of her, and yet, there she was, horny as hell, doing everything she could to get me to bed.

Then I remembered, I had something to tell her. “Violet, listen,” I said. “Seriously, stop and listen to me for a second.”

She sighed. “Are you going to pull away again, Sebastian? Because I can't handle this on-off bullshit,” she said. “Either we're going to be together, like two grown, consenting adults, or you need to stop leading me on.”

There was the woman I was falling for. She was not a little girl, and gone were all thoughts of her being that little girl. She reminded me that she was a grown woman by straight telling me off. It was an important moment, one that I was glad to see had happened, to be honest.

“No, not at all,” I said reaching for her and pulling her to my chest. Her hands gripped my cock, and momentarily, I forgot what I was going to say again. “I just want to be sure you're sure, because Jessica has threatened to out us to your family if we continued with this.”

Violet stared up at me with wide eyes, and for a moment, I feared she would back away. But instead, she surprised me when a slow grin spread across her beautiful face.

“Fuck Jessica,” she said. “Or rather, don't. Fuck me instead, please?”

“You don’t have to ask me twice.” I growled.

Violet led me by the hand, out onto the deck. I was surprised, but incredibly turned on, by the fact that she was being this daring. I had to admit, I liked it; I liked it a lot.

She removed my shirt, tossing it onto the table with what looked to be her untouched dinner. If she wasn't hungry before, I'd make sure we were going to work up an appetite. The only view of the patio came from my currently empty bungalow, so we were safe from onlookers, for the most part. Not that it mattered in that moment anyway, I didn't care and Violet didn't seem to either.

She sat down on the hammock and pulled me toward her, kissing down my neck and chest as she wrapped her legs around me. My cock pressed against her opening, and she pulled me into her. My tip pressed past her lips and with one long thrust, I was buried inside of her. She was tighter than anyone I'd ever been with, so it still took me by surprise even after our last encounter. But I fit inside her so perfectly, and she clenched down on my cock , sending a wave of pleasure through me and making me moan her name.

“Violet. Oh Violet.”

Violet rocked on the hammock, with her legs wrapped around my waist, using it for momentum as we fucked right out there on the deck. The ocean breeze washed over our bodies and the waves crashed around us, only adding to the intensity of the moment. Violet wasn't quiet, not by any means. She kept calling out my name as I thrust deeper and deeper inside of her, her nails digging into my flesh.

I held her head up so I could stare into her eyes when I felt her getting close.

“I want to look into your eyes when you come,” I said.

She nodded, biting her lip as I shoved my cock deep inside of her relentlessly. She was so wet and so tight as I fucked her, I thought I too might lose control. I somehow managed to keep it together, even as she writhed wildly under me, her legs tight around my waist, her pussy even tighter around my dick.

Violet writhed and bucked wildly, but I kept moving in and out of her, trying to keep the rhythm that had driven her crazy in the first place. As soon as her orgasm subsided, she slipped me out of her pussy and looked up with a devious smile.