Dirty: A Naughty Tale

On her feet, Celeste lets the long coat she’s wearing drop to the floor, and I nearly follow as I see her in nothing but a matching blue bra and panty set.

Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I ask her, “Are you fond of those?”

She looks down, then her shy stare meets mine. “They match your eyes.”

“Jesus.” I had no idea she’d even paid attention to such a small detail. Dropping to my knees, I grip her hips in a tight hold. “Guess I can’t rip them off then.” I murmur into her supple flesh.

She answers me anyway. “I don’t care. I have you now.”

Fuck. Me.

Pushing my shoulder into her soft belly, I hike her over m

y shoulder in a fireman’s hold and walk quickly to the spare room I’ve been occupying upstairs.

“I’m dizzy.” She giggles while trying to push herself up.

Flopping her onto the bed, I have no poise as I tear my clothes off, not wanting her to change her mind. She’s barely pushed her messy light blonde locks away from her face as my jeans drop to the floor with a loud thud.

“Oh wow,” she whispers as my cock springs forward. Huge, hard, angry-looking with so many bulging veins. I smirk as her eyes widen as I come closer to her.

“He’ll take good care of you, Celeste,” I whisper as I kneel between her legs, rubbing my hand up her soft thighs. Perfection like this should be fucking illegal.

Celeste

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I’ve dreamed of this moment for so long I’m in awe. I’m not sure I knew what to expect from Martin, but he’s on the hunt and I’m his prey.

Worry tries to slither into my consciousness as I think about how large he is, but I push it back and focus on the need pounding through my veins. I know it’s only one night, but the look in his eyes makes my heart sing.

He watches me like I’m the most delicious dessert on the menu.

“Are you wet for me, baby?”

I can only nod. My voice is lodged somewhere in my stomach.

“Show me.”

My thighs drop open for him. The panties I’m wearing barely cover my virginity, and if the darkening of his gaze says anything, he can tell just how much I want him.

“Will it hurt?” I whisper, licking my lips as his face lowers between my legs.

He doesn’t answer me at first, and by the time he does raise his head, I’m too lost in the feel of his hot breath breathing on my thighs to care.

“Yes.” His no-nonsense answer gives me pause, but I only nod again.

“You’ll take it away, won’t you, Martin?” My head drops back on my shoulders as he lowers his face again, inhaling my scent deep into his lungs. “Ohhhh.” The feelings lighting my body up guarantee he’ll make me feel good.

“Not before I enjoy it.” My body drops to the mattress and Martin peels my bra and panties off gently as he kisses up and down my body. His soft lips make me shiver every time he touches me.

“Please!” I cry out when he licks across one nipple, cupping the whole breast in his hand and sucking the peak deeply into his mouth. My entire body pulses with desire, and I can’t help the way I rub my bare pussy against his thigh. The coarse hairs on his flesh create a friction I didn’t know I needed.

“Tell me, sweet virgin, have you played with this pretty pussy before?” He’s kissing along to my other globe and it takes a moment before I can comprehend his question.

“Yes.” I whimper.

He pauses, and I feel him tense. “Thinking about who?”