#Babymachine (Baby Crazy 1)

So I gave it to her.

It was insane. Mindblowingly hot. Just one touch of her sweet lips and my knees trembled like I was a teenage boy kissing a girl for the first time. My heart drummed deep in my chest because it was so primal and right to have this woman in my arms. This woman only, gasping and crying out with delight, murmuring my name.

“Mason,” she cried out softly, hands stroking through my hair. “Mason.”

A low, possessive growl rumbled from my chest, answering her delighted gasps. Damn, Beth tasted like heaven. Just like I knew she would. As if in a dream, the brunette opened her mouth for me and I deepened our kiss, plundering everything the woman had to give. She wriggled against me before crying out again.

“Mason, oh! Oh oh oh!”

This was gonna get dirty fast. I couldn’t help it. The hunger was a fucking typhoon raging through my soul.

“Baby, it’s coming,” I ground out. “Hold tight, it’s coming.”

She whimpered into my mouth and clung desperately to my broad shoulders. The sounds from her throat were incredible, like I was already inside to make the female feel good with deep, penetrating thrusts. But all in good time. With scrabbling fingers, I pushed up that sweater before ripping her skirt right off, revealing tiny scraps of pink lingerie beneath, barely covering her sweetest spots.

“Fuck baby,” I breathed, unable to look away. “Fuck sweetheart, you’re so beautiful.”

Those big titties and the telltale wet spot at her crotch made me want to drop to my knees right there and taste. But Beth had needs too, and she wasn’t gonna let me get away so easily.

“I want you, Mr. Carlton,” came her breathy words. “I want you so much.” The mewl was one of desperation and lust, her small fingers now fumbling awkwardly at my tie and shirt.

I’d do it. The girl was too gentle, it’d take her forever to undress me. So instead, in two seconds flat, I ripped off my clothes. Yeah, the thousand dollar suit was nothing when compared to the feast before me. Shirt torn on the floor, bare bronzed chest broad and glorious. Pants puddled at my feet, my cock out and proud, pulsing with a dripping tip.

“Oh,” she gasped, eyes going wide, staring at my hardness. “Oh god, it’s big.” Tellingly, the wet spot at her crotch grew, liquid gushing from those sweet folds. Atta girl. Let your body tell me what it wants, let it speak.

And I grunted in reply.

“That’s right, sweet thing. My tool’s fucking XXL and it’s going in you.”

Silence for a moment as she stared, unable to make any words. But finally, her lips parted once more.

“But,” she gasped, coloring beautifully. “But – but I don’t think it can fit. It’s too big.”

My eyes gleamed as I stared at the sweet vee between her thighs, aromatic cunt smell already rising hot and heavy in the humid air between us.

“Oh it’ll fit, sweet thing. It’ll fit, we’ve just gotta get you loosened up beforehand.”

And with that, I was on her. By now, we’d moved to the couch at the back of my office, and I came down on that curvy form like a ton of bricks.

“Mr. Carlton,” she panted beneath my devastating kisses. “Mr. Carlton.”

I laughed, a sound of pain and amusement mixed together at once.

“My name is Mason, sweetheart. I think it’s time you called me that, hmmm?”

Beth panted again, brown eyes wide, lips parted wetly.

“Yes, Mason, Mason,” she chanted once more while reaching down to stroke my abs. Aw shit, those small fingers along my ridged eight pack made me want to bust right there, fat cock hard and wet right between us. I was getting ready to do something nasty, something to really shock her socks off, but then the girl took me by surprise. Because Beth is innocent, alright, but she’s got the soul of a slut within.

Pulling back slightly, she licked her lips again while meeting my eyes, the liquid brown soft yet devastating.

“I want you,” she murmured breathily, spreading her legs a little. “I want you real bad. See?” And those little fingers moved to the skimpy lace of her panties, pulling the crotch aside to show me her swollen pussy. Shit, when did she get so dirty? But Beth surprised me again. Placing two fingers one her labia, she pulled apart those puffy lips, displaying the gleaming pink within, tantalizingly wet.

“See?” she breathed again, big boobs heaving. “See how much I want you?”

And as I stared, unable to move, a bit of juice coagulated at that hole. That’s right, there was so much liquid that I could literally see the cream gather and slide down her butt in a sweet rivulet, evidence of the girl’s desire.

“Fuck baby,” was my hoarse gasp. “You’re getting it now.”