her think I was the same. But I wasn’t, never would be, and what little shred of decency she’d reignited held me back.
So I kissed her, deeply and passionately, and then I rested on my side, facing her as she lay on her back. She glanced at me sharply, surprise in her eyes.
“You’re beautiful,” I said, letting a bit of the awe I felt bleed into my tone.
“And you’re blind, but thank you anyway.”
“You don’t think you’re beautiful?” I asked.
“Not by a long shot. I’m just average April,” she said matter-of-factly.
She was anything but average, was so much more I could barely put it into words.
“You on the other hand…” she said.
“Oh, you like this ugly mug?”
“It’s exquisite.”
“I guess we’re both blind then,” I said. “But I don’t need sight to do this.”
I swiftly gripped her waist in both my hands and turned her over so that she was lying facedown, her smooth back and the rounded curves of her ass exposed to me completely. She squeaked when I turned her, but the sound turned to a moan when I ran a finger down her back until it reached the sweet little hollow above her ass and then back up again.
I followed the same path with my lips, loving the feel of muscles under soft padding as she writhed against my touch. As I kissed my way down her back, I squeezed and tugged at the rest of her, scraping my fingers across her hard nipples, grabbing at the generous flesh of her sides, and then curving a hand under her belly and pushing her up until she was on all fours, her ass and the hips I’d admired for so long offered to me.
After I’d kissed my way to the base of her spine again, I curled my tongue into the hollow there and then moved down, sucking the skin of one of her ass cheeks into my mouth as I squeezed the other. I’d left my mark on her before, but never here, and I again pulled back, anxious to see the deep red bloom under the brown of her skin, satisfied to know that even when I left, some part of me would remain.
My eye was caught by the deep crease that separated her cheeks, and I ran my thumb down the spilt, laughing lightly when she shivered. I let my thumb hover over her back hole and then I went lower, dipping two fingers in her cunt, letting her wet heat drench me. I pulled the fingers out until they rested on the edge of her entrance, swirling the digits in the wetness that fell from her.
Her muscles pulled tight as I retraced my path, but this time, I lingered at her back hole, pushing against it with only the smallest measure of force. And then I pushed a little harder and then a little harder, her tender tissues opening ever so slowly at my invasion.
“Has anyone taken you this way?” I asked, my voice low, almost harsh with arousal.
When she didn’t respond immediately, I pushed in farther. In response, she puffed out a, “No.”
“Would you let me bury my cock deep in your ass, let me fuck you here as hard as I want?” I asked as I pushed a little farther and used another finger to swipe at her clit.
“Yes,” she responded, this time almost immediately.
I smiled; I’d been almost certain that she hadn’t allowed anyone to take her there before, but to have it confirmed, and to know that she would give herself to me this way had my arousal on overdrive. I removed my fingers and grabbed my pants, furiously searching for a condom, which I retrieved and used to quickly sheath myself. I grabbed a cheek in each hand and spread them, staring down at her tight pucker and then lower to her glistening pussy lips.
Then I released a cheek and gripped my cock at the base, prodding at her tight entrance. I would take her here, but not today. I didn’t have the control to be gentle, and as much as I wanted that tight channel to close around my cock, be the first, the only, person to take her in this way, I wouldn’t risk harming her.
So I moved my cock lower, aiming it at her pussy. Then I gripped her hips, letting the soft yet firm
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