“Get ready, Jase, because you’re in for a surprise,” she whispered, lifting her skirt all the way up until the base of her pussy peeked out, those swollen lips wet, already glistening with moisture.
“Yes, you do that to me,” she breathed. “I wanted you so bad that I had to take my panties off at lunch today, they were soaked through, so damp and wet. I need you, I want you, look at me, Jason, look what you do to me.”
And as I watched, mesmerized, she parted her thighs slightly, squatting a bit and I could see that the insides of her legs were smeared with cream, the evidence of her arousal.
“Fuck little girl, all day today?” I rasped hoarsely, a finger going out to trace over that damp flesh in circles, sample the pussy cream on her leg.
“All day,” she confirmed, nodding her head slowly. “All day Jase, I’ve been dripping from the thought of being with you, feeling you in me.”
And as I watched, mesmerized, another bead of juice edged out from her slit, joining the nectar on her leg and in a slow motion, I rubbed the ambrosia into her skin, the scent of her arousal pungent, heady around us. I took a deep breath, loving the scent of Katy’s cunt, ready to burrow myself into her. But I wanted more, I wanted to see exactly what she’d done.
“Show me how you shave,” I rasped deeply in my throat. “Show me how you do it.”
And the brunette tittered again. My weird request didn’t sound so weird now that we were being intimate.
“Well first,” she began, reaching a hand between her legs and squatting more. Oh god, even that movement was so alluring, so dirty that I almost lost it, ready to throw her onto the bed in an instant, ravage her without any niceties. But Katy was on a roll and smiled at me again, eyes coy. “First, I pull my pussy apart like this,” she said, demonstrating by putting a finger on each side of her labia and opening herself to me, letting me see those moist walls, the hotly gleaming pink channel. And my dick lost it slightly then, letting go with a tiny spurt, a small gush of pre-cum soaking my jeans. The restriction of the stiff denim was fucking annoying and I unzipped my pants, letting my boner pop out, its full ten inches stiff, massive and imposing in the small space between us.
Katy gasped when she saw it, mouth dropping open a bit, eyes going liquid, filled with want and need. But she was having too much fun to stop.
“And then,” she continued coyly. “I take a razor like so,” she said, miming holding an imaginary razor in her hand, “and pull it up this lip, and then that lip, making sure I get a close shave.”
I couldn’t help it, I couldn’t stop myself. Fisting my dick with one hand, I trailed the fingers of my other through her sweet snatch, catching that hot pussy juice on my digits, feeling her swollen, pulsing folds.
“Like this?” I breathed, our foreheads almost touching as we looked down at our dirty play, my big hand caressing that beautiful vagina. “Like this?”
She moaned, throwing her head back, panting.
“Yes, exactly like that,” she managed through small gasps. “Exactly like that.”
I chuckled deep in my throat. I wasn’t the only one walking a tightrope, Katy wanted this as badly as I did and was ready for me to fuck her, there was no mistaking the hot cream on my hand, the way her clit was so big, so stiff, pulsing in the air as she spread herself for me. But I still hadn’t had enough of our loveplay.
“And then what next?” I ground out, my eyes all over that luscious body. “Tell me what you do next.”
And here, she got a saucy look in her eye.
“Well, I don’t just shave my pussy, I shave … you know, in back.”
My dick punched out once more at those words. She shaved her asshole? That illicit brown pucker was bare and winking, free of any hairs for me?
And Katy nodded, confirming.
“Yes, I shave back there but it’s hard,” she said, mock complaining, eyes dancing. “It’s hard to reach around yourself and my hand gets all twisted, it’s so awkward. And yesterday, I ran out of time with … well you know, Brent. So do you want to do it now, big boy? Wanna shave my anus, honey, all around my sweet spot?”
The mention of Brent’s name jolted me rudely, bringing a slight nasty feeling, but fuck, the sex haze was so strong, so arousing, that I swallowed, forcing the bile down. Because I knew how to even the field.
“Baby,” I ground out. “Brent took your pussy cherry, but I’m taking your ass,” I rasped.