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Authors: Belinda McBride
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ugly fast.
It was the sort of thing she wouldn’t do for just anyone.
He moved slowly, carefully, so she focused on the bits of him she could reach, stroking the velvet of his testicles, lightly massaging the soft space behind. She pressed his ass with one finger, careful not to irritate the tender skin there. If she’d had some lube, or even saliva… She reached up, offering him her hand and he obligingly licked her fingers. The man clearly wasn’t afraid of a little ass play. She slipped a finger in, stroking the smooth, powerful muscle there, letting him control her penetration as he thrust. When she found his prostate and pressed lightly, he groaned deeply and dropped forward over her body.
The movement changed the angle of his cock, so she clasped it at the base, guiding him back into her mouth. When his head settled between her thighs, she jumped in surprise, eagerly opening her legs. Oral rarely brought her to climax, but it sure got her primed for other things! As he licked and sucked, nibbling gently at the petals of her labia, she got busy again, running her tongue up and down the smooth column of his shaft. She couldn’t play with him much, but the angle allowed her to take him deep, so she lay, fucking his ass with her finger as he fucked her pussy with his tongue, her mouth with his dick. She moaned. He groaned. And their breathing sped up.
Coco felt the fur of his pubic hair tickling her nose, caught the musky perfume of him, and tasted the spice of his coming ejaculation. It made her buck up into his mouth, her back taut with sudden need. He reached around her thighs, pressing his wet finger into her ass, the finger of his other hand into her pussy. He began to flick her clit rapidly with the tip of his tongue, bringing her up to a wild rush of orgasm.
She shrieked around his flesh, spreading her legs wide, and then clamping her powerful thighs around his head. She bore down on his fingers, pumping hard, and finally… Finally all the pieces fell into place. Her climax was a thing of beauty, drawing groan after groan from her, and in the rush of the moment, she felt him contract around her finger. He seed rushed into her mouth and he pumped hard, spilling over her lips, into her throat and over her cheeks. He roared his pleasure against her flesh, the sensation almost too much, but far from enough. Together, they strained and thrust, moaned and finally found themselves drained and empty, mindless and numb from the pleasure.
Antonio fell sideways on the bed, his flesh sliding from her slack mouth. He lay just inches from her, and she gazed at the smooth skin of his hip. Up at the other end, he lightly ran his fingers over her pubic hair, making her shiver from the sensation.
“Dear God, you are just the kinkiest little thing.” He still sounded breathless.
“You wouldn’t have liked me doing it if you weren’t just as kinked.” With a good bit of effort, she managed to lift her head and work her way back onto the bed. Once she was in place next to Antonio, she flopped onto her side. He reached up, wiping a bit of spunk from her face. They gazed at one another and broke out into laughter. After a few giddy moments, the hilarity tapered down to the occasional chuckle.
Finally they wound down, not moving when the room went dim as the day passed. Antonio sighed, draping his arm up over the top of her head.
“Coco, I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun with sex before.”
“Beats whips and chains,” she muttered.
“How do you…” He glared at her and she laughed.
“You’re into that sort of kink? Boy, can I pick ‘em.” He frowned and rolled to his side, and Coco suddenly stopped laughing. “Seriously, you’re into the scene? My brother was a pro for a while. I used to tease him all the time: the black leather and chaps and stuff. But I don’t think he was all that committed.” She paused. “But you are.”
He gave a heavy sigh and rolled over to look at her. “To be
It was the sort of thing she wouldn’t do for just anyone.
He moved slowly, carefully, so she focused on the bits of him she could reach, stroking the velvet of his testicles, lightly massaging the soft space behind. She pressed his ass with one finger, careful not to irritate the tender skin there. If she’d had some lube, or even saliva… She reached up, offering him her hand and he obligingly licked her fingers. The man clearly wasn’t afraid of a little ass play. She slipped a finger in, stroking the smooth, powerful muscle there, letting him control her penetration as he thrust. When she found his prostate and pressed lightly, he groaned deeply and dropped forward over her body.
The movement changed the angle of his cock, so she clasped it at the base, guiding him back into her mouth. When his head settled between her thighs, she jumped in surprise, eagerly opening her legs. Oral rarely brought her to climax, but it sure got her primed for other things! As he licked and sucked, nibbling gently at the petals of her labia, she got busy again, running her tongue up and down the smooth column of his shaft. She couldn’t play with him much, but the angle allowed her to take him deep, so she lay, fucking his ass with her finger as he fucked her pussy with his tongue, her mouth with his dick. She moaned. He groaned. And their breathing sped up.
Coco felt the fur of his pubic hair tickling her nose, caught the musky perfume of him, and tasted the spice of his coming ejaculation. It made her buck up into his mouth, her back taut with sudden need. He reached around her thighs, pressing his wet finger into her ass, the finger of his other hand into her pussy. He began to flick her clit rapidly with the tip of his tongue, bringing her up to a wild rush of orgasm.
She shrieked around his flesh, spreading her legs wide, and then clamping her powerful thighs around his head. She bore down on his fingers, pumping hard, and finally… Finally all the pieces fell into place. Her climax was a thing of beauty, drawing groan after groan from her, and in the rush of the moment, she felt him contract around her finger. He seed rushed into her mouth and he pumped hard, spilling over her lips, into her throat and over her cheeks. He roared his pleasure against her flesh, the sensation almost too much, but far from enough. Together, they strained and thrust, moaned and finally found themselves drained and empty, mindless and numb from the pleasure.
Antonio fell sideways on the bed, his flesh sliding from her slack mouth. He lay just inches from her, and she gazed at the smooth skin of his hip. Up at the other end, he lightly ran his fingers over her pubic hair, making her shiver from the sensation.
“Dear God, you are just the kinkiest little thing.” He still sounded breathless.
“You wouldn’t have liked me doing it if you weren’t just as kinked.” With a good bit of effort, she managed to lift her head and work her way back onto the bed. Once she was in place next to Antonio, she flopped onto her side. He reached up, wiping a bit of spunk from her face. They gazed at one another and broke out into laughter. After a few giddy moments, the hilarity tapered down to the occasional chuckle.
Finally they wound down, not moving when the room went dim as the day passed. Antonio sighed, draping his arm up over the top of her head.
“Coco, I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun with sex before.”
“Beats whips and chains,” she muttered.
“How do you…” He glared at her and she laughed.
“You’re into that sort of kink? Boy, can I pick ‘em.” He frowned and rolled to his side, and Coco suddenly stopped laughing. “Seriously, you’re into the scene? My brother was a pro for a while. I used to tease him all the time: the black leather and chaps and stuff. But I don’t think he was all that committed.” She paused. “But you are.”
He gave a heavy sigh and rolled over to look at her. “To be
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