Enough Isn't Everything (Everything Trilogy)

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    He let out a low guttural sound and moaned, “Oh. Christ!” He hissed and pulled himself away from me. Pushing my head away, he pulled me up , and I thought I’d done something wrong, but he was smiling.
    He turned  me around onto my knees, and pulled me over to straddle him with my ass up in his face. I felt really vulnerable in this position. I couldn’t see him because I was looking down at his lower body, my ass in the air and my knees near his head.
    This was  completely alien to me. He was laying underneath me, and he pulled my hips back so that my folds met his lips. He started licking my sex and I reached out and wrapped my hand around his cock again. He moaned, “Mmm.”
    I took the tip  of his cock in my mouth again, I didn’t really know what I was doing, so I just tried to do what I thought might make him feel good.
    I fluttered my tongue around his  apa, and it made him groan again. “Ah fuck,” he gasped, arching away into the mattress then thrust it back further into my mouth.
    He was  sucking my clitoris at almost the same pace as I stroked him and took him in and out of my mouth. What he was doing was incredible, and I moaned around his cock. He gasped with the vibrations that radiated up his shaft. “Oh. My. God. Fucking. Amazing,” he whispered.
    I  sucked him tightly, hollowing my cheeks in long fast sucks as my head bobbed up and down. I fisted the length that I couldn’t fit in my mouth and kind of twisted it as I pushed and pulled. I didn’t know if I was doing this right at all.
    I’d seen it  done once in a porn film when I’d found a DVD in the player of someone I had babysat for. I remember feeling grossed out, but hypnotized by it at the same time. I was glad I found it because Alfie seemed to enjoy what I was doing.
    The effect he had on me was almost too much . His tongue was delving deep into my entrance, and it felt exquisite but the pleasure was almost overpowering. I tried to move away when it got to be too much, but Alfie’s arms gripped around my thighs and kept me in place.
    The pressure was building , and I could feel I was on the edge of climaxing. He seemed to sense this and the more I squirmed, the tighter he held me, and the faster he licked.
    I  ached with pleasure, and I could feel his apa each time I pulled him in and out of my mouth. When I held my tongue flat against his glans, he whimpered. I felt some pre cum escape and coated this around his shaft with my swirling tongue.
    Alfie’s breathing was  fast and ragged. He pushed me off him and rolled me onto my back. He dragged my ass off of the bed. I balanced on my elbows as he knelt again between my legs.
    His fingers were inside moving back and forth, his thumb circling my clitoris. “You do it. Play with your clit for me, I want to watch,” he said stroking his cock slowly. I was totally exposed and hesitant. “Do it!” he commanded.
    I placed my middle finger over my clitoris because I was so far gone I couldn’t leave it like this. I began to stroke myself for him. I felt mortified and self-conscious but seeing the effect it had on him helped me past t hese thoughts.
    I began to enjoy it, besides I was close again. Alfie took a condom from under his pillow, ripped the foil , and carefully rolled the latex down the thickness of his stiff cock.
    He  stared at my sex watching me pleasure myself, before taking over with his thumb, his palm stretched over my belly. He rubbed the tip of his cock at my entrance at the same time, stroking my clitoris and all the way down my slit smearing my juices around.
    His eyes were shining with passion , and he drew my legs up bending them at the knees. He lifted me up onto his hips, and pulled my legs wider apart.
    He positioned himself at my folds and began to rock into me . It was a little painful at first, but he very slowly inched inside of me, stretching me to fit.
    It felt hot and tight as he thrust his cock inside me. “Oh. My.  God. Oh.

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