She’s so soft and smooth. Everything about her is tight and hot. Even her fucking mouth sucking on my cock was sweltering. I’m so turned on, even the mere thought of fucking Kiki from behind gets my cock ready to explode.
I slap her right ass cheek, grabbing a hold of it and squeezing afterwards. “I’ve been thinking about fucking you like this all night.”
She peeks over her shoulder, biting her lower lip. “Do it.”
I run the tip of my cock over her tight center. “Is this what you want?”
She nods, and I lean my head toward hers to kiss her.
I push my dick inside her, stopping when I’m all the way in and just continue kissing her. I trace my fingers over her slender neck, and dip my tongue deeper into her mouth. “I love kissing you,” I tell her when I break away.
Her big brown eyes watch me as I rock my dick in and out of her. And it feels so fucking good. I keep thrusting in and out and in and out, again and again, squeezing her neck slightly. My other hand controls her hip, my fingers digging into her soft flesh.
I bite my lower lip as I dive deeper into her. I’m so hard, harder than I’ve ever been as I keep pushing and pushing, screwing and fucking her until all I can hear are her moans echoing throughout the room.
And it eggs me on, making me go even faster, trying my best to get her to scream. And then she does, letting loose and throwing her head back. “Ellis,” she calls out, “I’m so close.”
It’s like she’s said the right words. The words that make my body snap into motion even faster, trying my best to not come just yet. I can’t get over how tight she is. How perfect her little ass is as I grip my palm around it. How sexy she sounds when she calls out my name like she can’t get enough either.
“I’ll do anything you want, Kiki.” I drive in deeper. “Anything. Your sexual fantasies are my desire to fulfill.”
“Anything?”
“Yeah, baby.” I shove my cock all the way inside her, and still my movements.
Her body keeps rocking. “Don’t stop.”
“What do you want from me?”
“I want to come all over your dick, and then taste your come.”
Oh, shit. Fuck. I pull her hair, bringing her head back to me. “Come all over me, you’re so fucking ready.” I start my movements again, striking, pushing, and fucking this girl with all I have.
Her orgasm begins low, her moans barely audible, and builds to something amazing. She cries out, “I’m coming.” And she rides me, slapping her body against mine.
And as soon as she’s done, she moves away to kneel before me. My dick pulsing, missing her tight cunt to slam into.
She opens her mouth and I swear I’ve died and gone to heaven. I pump my dick in my fist, grunting, groaning, pushing my cock against her tongue.
And then it all comes to a yielding halt, my orgasm shooting through me like a rocket. “Take my come deep down your throat.”
There’s never been a better sight than Kiki right here and right now. How could I ever leave this?
TWENTY-ONE
Kiki
Never trust your mother…
It’s been a very frantic week with Ellis and me. We’ve been trying new flavors of girly beer, as he likes to call it, and we finally came up with a wheat beer with strawberries that he thinks will knock the pink socks off women everywhere.
And I agree.
Today after work Ellis is bringing me along to hit a restaurant to see if they’ll want to carry his beer. I told him I didn’t feel right coming along, but he said he wanted to see me and spend time with me.
It’s sweet.
He picks me up, and we head off down the road to a little bar called Dune Dog Cafe. I’ve driven by the place a few times, but have never been inside. It’s always packed, and if Ellis can get them to carry his beer it would be huge for them.
We pull into the small parking area, and Ellis and I walk in together. This isn’t like we’re a couple having dinner, no this is business and I try to keep my demeanor serious so as not to ruin any chances with Ellis and the owner.
The owner greets us, and introduces himself as Dave. He’s very laid-back, and I relax a little. He pulls us off to a small table near the back and asks if we want a drink.
Ellis holds up the cooler he’s carrying and says, “I have plenty here.”
Dave laughs. “Now that’s what I like to hear.” He sits down. “Let’s try some of this beer you have.”
I scan the small bar, it’s very beachy, and all outdoors. Almost like you’re at one of the pavilions down by the shore. The breeze sweeps through the restaurant, making it the perfect setting for a nice meal.