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Authors: Alison Foster
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I call my friend but who I know cannot be trusted or be held accountable for anything.
This is a man who always takes what he wants and always gets his way. He’s also a man that knows what the fuck he’s doing. A whimper escapes my throat when his head arrives between my thighs.
“That’s the wettest flower,” he says and I pull his hair hungrily.
His tongue touches and strokes me. My protests turn into happy purring. He places his hands on my knees and spreads my legs wide open as he licks across the length of my aching flower.
I bite my lower lip to keep myself from calling out his name already. Even in this moment of total abandonment, I still care about what he will think of me afterwards.
His mouth finds my clit and stays there, his tongue dancing around it like a little dervish. A finger enters me making my legs tremble with ecstasy.
I moan finally, unable to control myself anymore, as his tongue makes the tiniest pressure circles on my sensitive spot right before he slips it inside my wetness.
His hands dart up to my chest to squeeze my breasts together. His tongue keeps spoiling me, flicking back and forth tirelessly, opening me up, teasing me, rewarding me, making me his.
When his name lands on my lips again, I stop fighting it. I decide to just be, to just live in the moment. Hearing me call out his name triggers something inside him. He takes my swollen clit in his mouth and sucks hard on it, pinching my nipples at the same time like there’s nothing else that matters.
It feels so good, I never want it to end. And then everything explodes inside me and around me. His amazing tongue brings me to the brink of a blinding orgasm, making my entire body convulse and throb.
“Please,” I whisper, desperately, scared he could tease me the way he did in my dream. “Don’t stop.”
But he has no intention of stopping. His tongue spins out and swirls frantically until I’m riding on multiple sparkling waves of pleasure and abandonment along with the sounds of the ocean waves ringing in my ears.
Fuck. He knows he has me now. He knows there’s nothing I won’t do.
He rests his head on my belly for a moment, putting a hand on my chest to feel my pounding heart. His lips find my neck soon afterwards, showering it with short, tender kisses.
“I was right, it was a little salty down there,” he whispers in my ear. “But mostly it was sweet. Deliciously so. You’ll have to treat me to more of that.”
Is he trying to kill me? Because I could just about die right now.
Before I get a chance to give him an answer, he reaches under my back and lifts me up, pulling me onto his lap. I wrap my legs around him, feeling his rock-hard chest against my tender breasts, nipples still fully erect.
He grabs my hips to rock me back and forth and my body gets aroused all over again with every rub of my clit along his massive erection that’s still trapped inside his swimming trunks.
I can’t help it. I unglue myself from him to pull back and reach inside those trunks to take him by surprise as I boldly grasp his hard, pulsing cock and pull it out. It leaps out totally erect and shockingly long and thick, pointing stiffly at me. I should be scared but I’m too lost in my own lustful thoughts to care about anything other than pleasing him.
He stares at me quietly as I lower my head to take him in my mouth.
Not so quiet now. He begins to moan almost instantly and the thought that this incredible specimen of a man is at my mercy drives me insane.
I suck and lick him, taking as much of him in my mouth as I can. He puts a hand on my head, pushing his cock further inside. “Fuck,” he pants as I run my tongue across his length and then seal my lips around his cock to suck hard on him.
I moan onto his cock, fluttering my tongue over the head, and that gets him even bigger and harder. I move my mouth faster on him but he stops me, taking my face in his hands. “If you keep this up, I won’t last much longer,”
This is a man who always takes what he wants and always gets his way. He’s also a man that knows what the fuck he’s doing. A whimper escapes my throat when his head arrives between my thighs.
“That’s the wettest flower,” he says and I pull his hair hungrily.
His tongue touches and strokes me. My protests turn into happy purring. He places his hands on my knees and spreads my legs wide open as he licks across the length of my aching flower.
I bite my lower lip to keep myself from calling out his name already. Even in this moment of total abandonment, I still care about what he will think of me afterwards.
His mouth finds my clit and stays there, his tongue dancing around it like a little dervish. A finger enters me making my legs tremble with ecstasy.
I moan finally, unable to control myself anymore, as his tongue makes the tiniest pressure circles on my sensitive spot right before he slips it inside my wetness.
His hands dart up to my chest to squeeze my breasts together. His tongue keeps spoiling me, flicking back and forth tirelessly, opening me up, teasing me, rewarding me, making me his.
When his name lands on my lips again, I stop fighting it. I decide to just be, to just live in the moment. Hearing me call out his name triggers something inside him. He takes my swollen clit in his mouth and sucks hard on it, pinching my nipples at the same time like there’s nothing else that matters.
It feels so good, I never want it to end. And then everything explodes inside me and around me. His amazing tongue brings me to the brink of a blinding orgasm, making my entire body convulse and throb.
“Please,” I whisper, desperately, scared he could tease me the way he did in my dream. “Don’t stop.”
But he has no intention of stopping. His tongue spins out and swirls frantically until I’m riding on multiple sparkling waves of pleasure and abandonment along with the sounds of the ocean waves ringing in my ears.
Fuck. He knows he has me now. He knows there’s nothing I won’t do.
He rests his head on my belly for a moment, putting a hand on my chest to feel my pounding heart. His lips find my neck soon afterwards, showering it with short, tender kisses.
“I was right, it was a little salty down there,” he whispers in my ear. “But mostly it was sweet. Deliciously so. You’ll have to treat me to more of that.”
Is he trying to kill me? Because I could just about die right now.
Before I get a chance to give him an answer, he reaches under my back and lifts me up, pulling me onto his lap. I wrap my legs around him, feeling his rock-hard chest against my tender breasts, nipples still fully erect.
He grabs my hips to rock me back and forth and my body gets aroused all over again with every rub of my clit along his massive erection that’s still trapped inside his swimming trunks.
I can’t help it. I unglue myself from him to pull back and reach inside those trunks to take him by surprise as I boldly grasp his hard, pulsing cock and pull it out. It leaps out totally erect and shockingly long and thick, pointing stiffly at me. I should be scared but I’m too lost in my own lustful thoughts to care about anything other than pleasing him.
He stares at me quietly as I lower my head to take him in my mouth.
Not so quiet now. He begins to moan almost instantly and the thought that this incredible specimen of a man is at my mercy drives me insane.
I suck and lick him, taking as much of him in my mouth as I can. He puts a hand on my head, pushing his cock further inside. “Fuck,” he pants as I run my tongue across his length and then seal my lips around his cock to suck hard on him.
I moan onto his cock, fluttering my tongue over the head, and that gets him even bigger and harder. I move my mouth faster on him but he stops me, taking my face in his hands. “If you keep this up, I won’t last much longer,”
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