Marriage Material
“Why are you wearing so many clothes to the beach?” I ask as I reach into her shorts and find her bare pussy lips soaking wet. “You’re dripping.”
I plunge two fingers inside of her and the slick heat wraps around them as she gasps and clings to my shoulders. The sound of her pleasure and the feel of her sticky sweetness have me blinking a few times.
It’s then I realize that I’m not dreaming and a very real Robin is under me with my cock on her leg and my fingers inside her. She must see the realization on my face because she grabs my wrist to hold me in place.
“Don’t stop,” she begs as she rocks her hips seeking relief.
“Robin, I—” Whatever excuse I was going to make is cut off when she grabs my wrist tighter and makes me move in and out of her. She’s using my hand to rub herself off, and the only thing I can do is watch.
I can feel how soft her pussy lips are as she guides my fingers between them and over her clit. I hold still as she uses both her hands to hold me exactly where she wants and rolls her lower body back and forth. My mouth waters when I catch the scent of her pussy, and I wish I could kiss her there.
Her head is back and her eyes are closed as she pulls in a shaky breath. I glance down to see my cock is smearing cum all over her naked thigh and I don’t have a way to stop it. Her warm, soft leg is rubbing against it. I’ve never had anything touch it besides my own hand, and I don’t know what to do. I have this overwhelming urge to cum on her and in her, but I choke back my own desires and focus on her. Once I realize that there’s no going back, I flex my fingers inside of her and she cries out in pleasure. I use my other hand to lower her sleep shorts just a little, enough so that I can look at her pussy. I just need a peek and then I’ll stop.
I pull them down just enough that I can watch my fingers slide between her wet lips. The sound of my slippery fingers going between them is filthy. She’s covered in sticky honey, and it coats my fingers and glides me into her. I work them harder, making the sounds even louder as she clings to the sheets and her excitement builds.
I’m out of control and I can’t stand it any longer. I lean down and lick her soft pussy lips. That’s all it takes for her to nearly come off the bed. I continue to move my fingers and bury my mouth against her. The taste of pussy is unlike anything I’ve ever tasted before, but I’m instantly addicted to her sweetness. She’s soft and smooth as my tongue slides back and forth between her naked lips. I never imagined her pussy to be bare, but now that my mouth is on it, I don’t want to stop.
My cock swells to the point of pain and I give up trying to stop myself. I cum all over her leg and the sheets without holding back, and I can feel spurts of cum shooting out everywhere. I’m making a mess of the bed and of her body, but her pussy is too good to stop. I want to rip her shorts off and make a meal out of her cunt, but I don’t want to scare her with my desires. I might be an inexperienced virgin, but I know what feels good. And eating her pussy feels really fucking good.
“Anderson,” she moans, rubbing my shoulders.
The sound of my name coming out of her mouth has more cum leaking from my cock. I don’t know how many times I’ve gotten off now, but it feels endless.
“Yes, beautiful,” I say, not taking my mouth away from her pussy.
“Are you awake now?” Her breath hitches as she asks the question, and I smile against her.
“I hope so. Otherwise I’ve died and gone to heaven.”
I run my nose along the top of her lips and then kiss her there before I pull her shorts back up. I have to cover her up or I’ll be down here all day. When I look down I see I’ve made a mess of her legs and the bed, but I shrug. I move up her body then wrap my arms around her so she’s facing me while we’re on our side.
“You hit your head pretty hard,” she says, reaching up and touching my temple. I flinch when she finds the spot where the branch got me.
“I remember coming back in but not much afterwards. Did I try to get on top of you all night?”