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which left her panting and her panties soaked. Bryce
motioned to a small couch in the corner and, never breaking contact,
they moved over to it. He laid her down on the couch and shucked his
pants, stepping from them and his boxer briefs at the same time.
Lateisha looked at his hard, lean body, his erection long and resting
against his abdomen. She almost moaned again at the sight of him; he
was beautiful. The suits didn’t do him justice. His body
deserved to be seen.
Bryce unbuttoned her uniform pants and slid them off. He growled,
deep in his chest. It was laundry day and the only clean underwear
Lateisha had was a white lacy thong that was too uncomfortable to be
worn long. Judging by Bryce’s reaction, he liked it. Bryce
gently rolled the panties down her hips and legs, kissing his way
back up. Lateisha arched her back the closer he moved to her center,
but Bryce wasn’t done teasing and kissed up one leg and hip,
across her navel and down the other side. Just when Lateisha felt
like she would melt from the heat of her arousal, Bryce moved back up
her leg, pushing her thighs apart and kissed the inside of her thigh.
“Bryce,” she breathed, practically begging him to move
closer.
Bryce pressed a kiss to her center and Lateisha’s hips bucked
forwards, wanting more. He licked up her slit and Lateisha cried out,
the arousal he built with his teasing kisses making her too
sensitive. Bryce didn’t stop. Pushing her legs further out,
Bryce licked her clit in slow circles, the pleasure building until
Lateisha was wound so tight she felt like she would snap. When she
thought she couldn’t take anymore, Bryce sucked her clit
between his lips, plunging two fingers inside of her and pumping
slowly. Lateisha screamed his name, the orgasm hitting her hard.
Bryce didn’t stop and Lateisha tried to squeeze her legs closed
because she was too sensitive. Still moving his fingers in and out
slowly, Bryce moved over her, removing his fingers and replacing them
with his rock hard dick. Bryce teased her at first, stroking her clit
with his thumb as he gently nudged her entrance with his cock. He
pressed the head against the seam of her pussy and Lateisha’s
hips surged forward. Bryce moved with her, plunging into her tight
channel and moaning.
“Oh God, you feel so tight.”
Lateisha moaned again as Bryce began to set a rhythm. He moved in
and out of her methodically, stroking her sensitive inner walls with
his large dick. It was all too much for her to take and she didn’t
think she would last much longer. Lateisha cried out as Bryce picked
up the pace, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist. Her pleasure
began to build again as Bryce moved against her g-spot. She hiked her
legs higher on his hips, rocking back and forth to meet him thrust
for thrust. The contract, the world, disappeared as Bryce held her in
his arms and pushed deeper inside of her. Lateisha moaned again,
nipping gently at Bryce’s ear. He turned his head, crushing his
mouth over hers, his tongue pushing inside of her mouth and mimicking
the motions of their love making. Bryce pulled back, his mouth
finding her nipples again. The sensation sent a new zing of pleasure
to her pussy and she screamed as her climax hit, this one more
intense than the first one. Seconds later, Bryce cried out and she
felt him release inside of her as she screamed his name again.
Lateisha fell back against the tiny couch panting. She felt boneless
and was unable to move. Bryce stood, a strange look on his face.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled, bending to reach for his
boxers and pants.
“Why?” She asked with confusion, sitting straight up.
“I took advantage. This will just confuse things,” he
answered, pulling his clothes on.
Suddenly feeling self-conscious with her nakedness, Lateisha stood,
grabbing her clothes from the floor and dressing quickly. Bryce was
right, she was already confused.
*****
Bryce watched Lateisha dress from the corner of his eye. Why was
motioned to a small couch in the corner and, never breaking contact,
they moved over to it. He laid her down on the couch and shucked his
pants, stepping from them and his boxer briefs at the same time.
Lateisha looked at his hard, lean body, his erection long and resting
against his abdomen. She almost moaned again at the sight of him; he
was beautiful. The suits didn’t do him justice. His body
deserved to be seen.
Bryce unbuttoned her uniform pants and slid them off. He growled,
deep in his chest. It was laundry day and the only clean underwear
Lateisha had was a white lacy thong that was too uncomfortable to be
worn long. Judging by Bryce’s reaction, he liked it. Bryce
gently rolled the panties down her hips and legs, kissing his way
back up. Lateisha arched her back the closer he moved to her center,
but Bryce wasn’t done teasing and kissed up one leg and hip,
across her navel and down the other side. Just when Lateisha felt
like she would melt from the heat of her arousal, Bryce moved back up
her leg, pushing her thighs apart and kissed the inside of her thigh.
“Bryce,” she breathed, practically begging him to move
closer.
Bryce pressed a kiss to her center and Lateisha’s hips bucked
forwards, wanting more. He licked up her slit and Lateisha cried out,
the arousal he built with his teasing kisses making her too
sensitive. Bryce didn’t stop. Pushing her legs further out,
Bryce licked her clit in slow circles, the pleasure building until
Lateisha was wound so tight she felt like she would snap. When she
thought she couldn’t take anymore, Bryce sucked her clit
between his lips, plunging two fingers inside of her and pumping
slowly. Lateisha screamed his name, the orgasm hitting her hard.
Bryce didn’t stop and Lateisha tried to squeeze her legs closed
because she was too sensitive. Still moving his fingers in and out
slowly, Bryce moved over her, removing his fingers and replacing them
with his rock hard dick. Bryce teased her at first, stroking her clit
with his thumb as he gently nudged her entrance with his cock. He
pressed the head against the seam of her pussy and Lateisha’s
hips surged forward. Bryce moved with her, plunging into her tight
channel and moaning.
“Oh God, you feel so tight.”
Lateisha moaned again as Bryce began to set a rhythm. He moved in
and out of her methodically, stroking her sensitive inner walls with
his large dick. It was all too much for her to take and she didn’t
think she would last much longer. Lateisha cried out as Bryce picked
up the pace, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist. Her pleasure
began to build again as Bryce moved against her g-spot. She hiked her
legs higher on his hips, rocking back and forth to meet him thrust
for thrust. The contract, the world, disappeared as Bryce held her in
his arms and pushed deeper inside of her. Lateisha moaned again,
nipping gently at Bryce’s ear. He turned his head, crushing his
mouth over hers, his tongue pushing inside of her mouth and mimicking
the motions of their love making. Bryce pulled back, his mouth
finding her nipples again. The sensation sent a new zing of pleasure
to her pussy and she screamed as her climax hit, this one more
intense than the first one. Seconds later, Bryce cried out and she
felt him release inside of her as she screamed his name again.
Lateisha fell back against the tiny couch panting. She felt boneless
and was unable to move. Bryce stood, a strange look on his face.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled, bending to reach for his
boxers and pants.
“Why?” She asked with confusion, sitting straight up.
“I took advantage. This will just confuse things,” he
answered, pulling his clothes on.
Suddenly feeling self-conscious with her nakedness, Lateisha stood,
grabbing her clothes from the floor and dressing quickly. Bryce was
right, she was already confused.
*****
Bryce watched Lateisha dress from the corner of his eye. Why was
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