Dirty Deeds (Get Dirty 3)

Her words ignite me, my hands finding the edge of her panties. I tug them to the side to gaze upon her pussy before using my thumbs to massage her outer lips, the softness under my rough hands the perfect symbolism for the two of us. Soft and rough, innocent and jaded, but somehow fitting together perfectly. I can see her juices coating her as she gets wetter and wetter. “Fuck, Maggie. I need to taste you.”

“Yes, my love,” she gasps, but it turns into a giggling rush as I scoop her up the rest of the way and stand, her thighs over my shoulders and her pussy right in front of my mouth. “Whoa. Holy Shitzu!” Maggie exclaims as her hands grab at my head for balance, but I’m holding her solidly in my palms, my fingertips dimpling her luscious ass as I hold her tight.

“I’ve got you and I’m just getting started,” I promise, dipping my tongue into her folds. I groan at her taste, my cock still trapped in my jeans but straining for freedom. “Fuck, you’re so damn delicious. All I want is to eat you up.”

I lick her entrance, sucking at her clit, delighting at her whimpers above me. I want to drown in her, suffocate in her sweetness. She’s gasping, her voice getting thick as she moans.

Gently, I lower her back to the bed, quickly kicking off my shoes and jeans to lay down naked beside her. I watch her pink face as she blinks, grinning at me. “Two more strokes and I would’ve come. Not sure you could hold me up if I was squirming through that.”

“I wouldn’t have dropped you, I would’ve pulled you in even tighter to get every drop.” I reply, patting my chest. “Now get up here, you naughty Angel. Straddle me. Sit on my face and let me feast on that pussy.”

She blushes a deep rose shade of pink but does it, stripping off her panties before turning so that she’s facing my body. She looks down, and I can just see the naughty twinkle in her eyes before she lowers down. “I want to suck you too.”

My cock jumps at her words, trying to get closer to her mouth for the pleasure of her murmured words. She chuckles and lowers her pussy slowly, teasing me. It’s not nearly enough for what I want to do to her. I grab her hips in a hard grip, forcing her down to my mouth and immediately thrashing my tongue all along her pussy. Immediately, I’m covered in her sweet juices, my tongue in heaven as my nose presses lower and my eyes are covered in the soft weight of her ass. Heaven.

Above me, I feel Maggie lean forward and then her soft touch along my shaft as her fingers explore me delicately. I groan, my knees falling to the sides to give her total access. My tongue speeds up, finding the button of her clit and stroking it quickly, circling around it before sucking softly. I want to mark her, but not here. I’ll never hurt her.

She cries out at my attentions to her clit, and I feel the wet heat of her breath just before she takes my head into her mouth, swirling her tongue along the slit to taste my precum. It shifts her hips down—she’s so small compared to me—and I lift my hips while burying my tongue deeper in her pussy, my nose pressed between her ass cheeks, but I never stop.

She moans at my flavor, like it’s a treat she savors, and the buzz of her moan zings through me. I pull back, smacking her ass playfully. “That’s it, Angel. Suck my cock down your pretty little throat. I’m gonna lick this sweet pussy and make you moan around my cock. Moan on me, Maggie.”

I dive back into her pussy, thrusting my tongue in and out of her. She’s close, grinding her pussy on my hungry mouth and moaning around my cock as she keeps sucking me down. The feeling drives me wild, making me growl against her pussy. “Fuck, that’s so good.”

“You too,” Maggie gasps breathlessly, her hips bucking, wanting more. “Let me feel how much you like me sucking you.”

We become louder, our grunts and groans echoing against each other in a cycle that renews with each sound until Maggie freezes, my cock deep in her throat as she cries out her release.

I pull her tighter, burying my face in her so deeply I can’t even breathe, but I don’t care because all I need is her and the sweet nectar she’s pumping against my tongue.

As soon as her spasms stop, I push her off me, pinning her underneath me and slamming my cock into her.

I don’t give her time to stretch, wanting to feel those last orgasmic quivers of her pussy, but I slide in and out slowly, needing to feel every bit of her silky walls against my cock. She moans, wiggling her hips as she squeezes me with her pussy, wanting more.