And then it was just the two of us once more. The sweet female and me in a small space, the air between us electric. There were no sounds, just our heavy breathing as we stared at one another.
Shit.
I’m so screwed.
I’m a forty-five year old guy, and yet all I can think about is this sweet female.
But there was no time to think because it was ON. The beauty needed me as much as I needed her, and those little fingers scrabbled at my shirt, pulling the material open. Her lips sucked on a male nipple and I groaned, throwing my head back and seeing stars.
Shit, if this made me weak, what else was in store?
But Lacey was on a mission. Because after licking my chest, she popped off a male nipple and immediately turned around, hiking her skirt up, big butt bare while bending over.
Aw shit, she knows exactly what I want.
That white shelf beckoned, vibrating with lust, the dark brown crack between her cheeks mysterious, pure and dirty at once.
Because yeah, I need that ass.
I’m an old guy who doesn’t want kids.
If I had children now, they’d break my body and mind. So with a fertile teen like Lacey, it’s best to take precautions. No pussy sex, only anal.
And she wiggled in front of me, casting me a glance over one sweet shoulder.
“Now big boy. Now,” were her whispered words.
But it wasn’t enough. Sure, I was happy to plow her from behind, grabbing those fleshy hips and driving in. But I wanted something deeper this time. I wanted her to ride my dick while looking into her eyes, our contact electric. I wanted her to scream my name into my mouth, kissing everything she had to give even as I drilled her down below.
So slowly, I touched her asshole lightly, the pleats contracting at my finger.
“Shh, baby girl,” came my soothing words. “Shhh.”
But the female mewled again, still bent over.
“Now big guy,” she begged, two hands creeping around to grab a butt cheek in each fist. “Now.”
And oh god, but the girl’s dirty. Because she pulled her butt apart, showing me everything. Those sweet, swollen pussy lips, dripping with lust. And oh god, but that brownie appeared, winking and hungry, beckoning to my cock.
I almost lost it for sure. It took herculean restraint not to dive right in and pound that rusty star. But again, I wanted to look into her eyes as it happened, to catch her screams in my mouth. So I bent, pressing my mouth to her anus, flicking my tongue over that darkness before sitting down on the toilet seat. Gross, yeah, but this way was gonna be even better.
“Naw, pretty girl,” I grunted, patting my lap. “Get on Daddy this way. You’ll like it, I promise.”
She whirled around, eyes wide.
“Are you sure?” she stammered. “I mean … you’re so …”
I knew what she was talking about. Because my fuckstick is giant, and even now, incredibly intimidating. It stuck up towards the ceiling, ten inches total, shiny with pre-cum.
And I fisted it, making sure the semen spread all around, glossy and dripping.
“It’s gonna be fine,” I growled persuasively, our eye contact electric. “Daddy wants you to work yourself down my cockpole. It’ll be tight at first,” I acknowledged, “but you’ll love it, my little cumslut.”
And with a mewl, Lacey gave in. Slowly, she climbed into my lap, spreading her knees so that they hooked over mine. Aw shit. I could smell her wet cunt, that tangy scent rising like perfume between us. Plus, the view was fantastic. Those plush lips spread as she readied herself, biting her lip, still unsure.
“Climb on, princess,” I rumbled approvingly. “Don’t be scared. Daddy wants you bad.”
She licked her mouth and bit down on her bottom lip, a look of confusion and lust on her face as she looked down at my growing dick. We’d never fucked face to face before. But the smell of her drenched cunt rose again, heavy and musky in the air.
“That’s right,” I ground out again, never taking my eyes from her face. She was a filly that needed to be coaxed, a sweet thing doing the unimaginable. “Work that little butt down on my cock. Come on, baby, once you get started it won’t be so bad.”
And she gave in then. Slowly, those hips lifted so that her boobs were were eye level. I bit her nip slightly, eliciting a soft squeal.
“That’s right,” I ground out again. “Work yourself down. Come on pretty baby, you can do it.”
And soon, that ass was poised right above my dicktip.
“Like this?” came her whisper. “Like this?”
Oh god, I was gonna spurt without her even touching me. I could sense the heat of her asshole, blasting like a furnace on my fuckpole.
“Just like that,” I ground out reassuringly. “Just like that.”