My Curvy Belle

“Wait a second.” I fiddled around behind her on the computer and pulled up one of my favorite sites. I found the clip I was looking for and hit play.

The sound of moans filled the air and she looked back over her shoulder. “Get comfortable!” I pushed her legs open wider and sniffed her cunt, running my nose along her slit. Fucking ambrosia.

I pulled her cunt lips wide with my fingers to hold it open for my tongue and dipped it inside with a little wiggle. She liked that shit. That little yip was cute but I was gonna need more.

My ears were focused on her, the sounds in the background from the video was for her, to take her mind off of being shy and inhibited about what I was about to do to her.

“Hold those legs open for me baby.” She grabbed her thick thighs under the knees and spread. Her pink cunt winked at me and I saw that her juices were already starting to flow.

Logan

I lapped that shit up like I was dying of thirst and went back for more. The yip became a moan and I was still searching. Her pussy smelled like a pussy should.

None of that commercial store bought shit that some women like to use to camouflage, but a nice natural scent that spoke to the alpha male in me. The kind of scent that makes a man want to mount his mate and fuck his seed in her.

I buried my face in her cunt and got down to business. I needed to do this shit right, because even though I wasn’t planning to fuck today, I wanted her ass hooked by the time I take her home tonight.

Once her pussy dribbled down my chin and those noises she made rivaled the ones from the screen, I knew she was with me. Time to up the game.

I wet two fingers in my mouth and eased them into her nice and slow, crooking them forward at an angle. I went in search of her sweet spot. I found it at about the same time I closed my lips around her clit. She went fucking crazy.

“There it is.” Her yips became full blown wails and she rode my hand like a fuck beast. Hard to reconcile the bellowing hyena with the reserved demure girl who was just sitting next to me in the truck.

That’s just how I want her to be though. A lady in the streets and a dirty little slut in the sheets. Fuck yes this is the shit. Her pussy juiced like a busted water main and I was loving it.

“Oh shit oh shit oh shit, you gotta stop…ooh daddy.” She stopped short at her own words and I kept eating and finger fucking. Once she realized that it was all good she let herself go.

That daddy shit went straight to my cock. I don’t know what it is about a woman calling me that shit that gets me, but I’ve always been into it and it don’t have shit to do with liking little girls no matter what some brain dead dry fuck might say.

I used my free hand to release my cock before I cut off my circulation and stroked my shit hard. I had to remind myself that we weren’t going to fuck, but it was hard. She was pushing all the right buttons.

I ate her out to another orgasm and slid my fingers out of her. Getting to my feet I leaned over her and fed her my fingers, letting her taste herself.

If she could see how she looked, wanton, open, ready for anything. That thought gave me an idea, but that was for next time. “You look so fucking hot baby.”

“Don’t get scared, I’m not gonna fuck you, but I want to feel you against me.” I dropped the heavy weight of my cock along her pussy and took her lips before she could object.

I had to do some twisting and turning to reach her tits while I clit fucked her, but once I got it right it was on. I fucked my cock up and down her slit, hitting her clit with each stroke.

Her pussy covered me in fuck snot while I chewed on her nipple and she dug her nails into my scalp. “Please…”

“Daddy’s not gonna fuck you today, you’re not ready.” You see right there, that’s to teach her that she can trust her man. If I say we’re not gonna fuck, then I’ma keep my word. It’s not for me but for her. If it was up to me I’d have fucked her ten minutes after we met.

I left her tit and went after her mouth. Now I let my cock-head sit at the opening to her cunt with just half the tip inside her. That’s called control.