I had her good, though.
I was straddling her waist, which kept her practically immobile as I tickled her ribs.
She laughed and thrashed, gasping in huge gulps of air as she screamed, “Stop!”
“What would you give me if I stopped?” I asked.
She glared through her giggles. “Anything.”
“Anything?” I asked, turning the tickles into pinches as I zeroed in on her nipples.
She gasped, hips thrusting up as she said, “Please.”
I grinned and eased off her hips.
Her shirt had ridden up to just underneath her breasts, and that’s when I noticed that she wasn’t wearing any panties.
“No panties, you naughty girl?” I asked.
She blushed. “I don’t like wearing them. They get all up my ass when I sleep.”
I snorted and bent down, taking in a deep breath, smelling the scent that came off her pussy.
“Smells like breakfast,” I said, just before I bent down and licked the seam of her sex.
She shaved all the hair off down there, making the experience a lot different from my usual ones…when I had them that was.
Out of all the women I’d been with, Blake was the first one to shave herself completely.
And I found that I liked it.
A lot.
Groaning, she widened her legs as she said, “Breakfast of champions.”
As she moved, the lips of her sex spread, revealing all the enticing little bits of herself that I just couldn’t wait to bury myself inside.
I leaned down, letting the scruff of my beard run along the inside of her legs for a moment before I sucked her pretty little clit inside my mouth.
“Mmmm,” I growled as her taste exploded in my mouth.
Sweet honey penetrated my taste buds as I ran my tongue in circles around her clit before moving down and plunging my tongue inside her entrance.
Her hands made a grab for my hair, but I caught both with mine before she could even touch it, forcing them to the bed as I moved up, pushing her legs high with my shoulders.
“Hold your legs,” I demanded, letting go of her arms.
She did as she was told, like the good girl that she was, and pulled her legs back until they were touching her ribs.
My fingers, now free, moved until the ones from my left hand were spreading her open more completely at the top.
The others went down to her pussy and thrust up inside, two fingers thick.
My knuckles brushed her asshole, causing that enticing pucker to clench in response.
When she didn’t move away, I did it again, causing her to moan and move down to allow my fingers to move deeper inside of her.
Knowing I’d explore that option later, I withdrew my fingers and mouth, and crawled up her body.
My cock came to a rest against her overheated pussy lips and I started to thrust, running my cock up the seam of her lips as I bent down and took her mouth.
She moaned and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, moving with me as I did.
Each time my cock hit her clit, she would jump, causing her distended nipples to scrape deliciously over my chest.
Lifting up, I grabbed her knees and pushed them together, creating an improvised sheath with the lips of her sex and her thighs.
My movements became faster as the pressure became extreme.
Her pussy was practically gushing, covering me in her juices as I thrust.
Her eyes were glazed as she watched me move.
Reaching down, I pushed her shirt up over her breasts and pinched her nipples, causing her to jump and cant her hips.
Which, in turn, caused my cock to enter something completely different than the tunnel I’d created with her legs and pussy lips.
And let me tell you something, this was fifty thousand times better.
The walls of her vagina surrounded my cock like it was made to fit me.
I’d never, in my entire life, been inside someone completely bare.
And right now, with Blake, it felt just…right.
Her eyes were stunned as I started to move inside of her, just as surprised as I was that I was now inside of her.
“You feel fucking perfect,” I grunted, moving faster.
My balls started to slap against her ass, and I finally lost control.
All of my senses were on overload as I started to pound into her.
“Oh, God,” she said, lifting her hands to play with her nipples, plucking and pinching. “Harder.”
Taking a hold of her legs at the backs of her knees, I pushed until I had perfect control of her pussy. Giving her exactly what she wanted.
The new angle must’ve allowed me to hit something inside of her that really worked for her, because it wasn’t ten seconds later that she started to come.
“Fuck!” She screamed, back arching as best as she could manage.
“Oh, God yes, Foster!” Boris screeched.
I ignored him.
Mostly because her walls started to pulse, causing my eyes to cross in pleasure.
Ripping myself from her juicy core abruptly, I started to come the moment my dick met the cool air.
Hot cum spurted from the tip of my cock, jetting all the way up to her bare breasts, then again up to her belly button before I could control my cock enough to push it down onto her bare pussy.
“Goddammit,” I groaned, grunting out the rest of my release. “You’ve got a voodoo pussy that makes me do stupid things.”
She laughed, taking one finger and trailing it in the release I’d adorned her stomach with, before bringing it up to her mouth and sucking it clean.
“Fuck me.”
She winked at my statement. “I already did.”Chapter 16A relationship is made for two. It’s just that some hoe’s don’t know how to count.
-Fact of Life
Foster
“You wanna go get something to eat?” She asked me forty five minutes later as she slipped on her shirt.
I squinted over at the clock, tired beyond belief.
Not from the sex, but just tired in general.
But I felt better than I had in months.
Groaning, I pushed myself out of bed and sat on the edge.
The first thing I did was rub some lotion into the skin surrounding my scar.
I had to make sure I did that, or the skin would degrade. Or so I’d been told.