Jake broke up with his girlfriend a month earlier and spent the first month of singledom improving himself. He got new clothes, spent more time in the gym than he had in a while, and got a stylish new haircut. Look good, feel good, right?
Stopping by the liquor store on the way home from work, he picked up a six pack and headed home. On his way out, a beautiful girl came in and commented on his choice of beer.
“Nice! Good taste,” she said.
He smiled and exited the liquor store before stopping short. This woman was beautiful. He felt compelled to turn around and ask her out.
“Why don’t you join me for one?” He shouted into the store as she browsed the beer fridge.
“When? Like right now?” She asked.
“Yeah … sure,” Jake said.
“Uh … okay,” she said, exiting the store.
“Jake,” he said, extending his hand.
“Carlie,” she said.
They walked back to his place.
“Nice place,” she said. “You just move in?”
“Yeah, a month ago. Sorry about the boxes.”
She laughed and kicked her shoes off and plopped down on his sofa.
“I don’t mind. I’m new to Ohio myself.”
“Oh, I’m … not new. I’ve been here five years. Just new … living situation.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” She asked.
“Eh, bad break up. We’ll talk about that some other time,” he said popping open a beer and tossing her the bottle opener.
“So you’re, like, what? Looking for a booty call or a one night stand or some shit?”
He sensed she was getting upset.
“No, no. I mean, maybe if the opportunity presents itself, but that wasn’t my intention.”
“Well, what if it’s what I want?” Carlie asked.
Jake took a seat next to her on the sofa. She scooted closer to him and looked into his eyes. He looked into hers and within seconds, they were wrapped up around each other, kissing, ripping their clothes off. He pushed her against the arm of the sofa and kissed her neck, moving slowly down to her chest, unhooking her bra, exposing her breasts.
Her nipples were hard. He kissed them. Sucked them.
“Yes,” she groaned as her hands caressed her own abdomen.
He unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down, leaving her panties on. She slid out of her pants as he kissed her stomach and ran his hands down her thighs.
She moaned.
“Take your pants off,” she said.
Jake stood and unhooked his belt and stepped out of his pants. His rock hard cock flopped out over his boxers and her eyes grew wide.
“Christ,” she said, sliding her fingers underneath her panties and playing with herself.
Jake took his cock in his hand and stroked it while she watched and nibbled on her bottom lip. She slid her panties to the side and began to masturbate as he jerked himself off in front of her.
“Fuck my mouth,” she begged.
Jake stepped onto the sofa and walked closer to her, entering her open mouth. Her curly brown hair danced around her shoulders as he slid inside of her throat. Drool ran out of her mouth and dripped onto her firm breasts.
“Mm-hmm,” she said, nodding her head.
He pulled his cock from her throat and pushed it back in. She gagged and a river of saliva gushed from her throat. She shot him a wink and he proceeded, pumping his cock into her throat.
She pulled him from her throat and spun around, her legs above her head.
“Fuck my throat,” she said in a commanding tone. “Fuck it HARD.”
Her head, dangling over the back of the sofa, was reminiscent of the porn videos he watched. He’d never know a woman to be down with that sort of abuse–voluntarily. His ex barely ever sucked his cock and here was Carlie on their first encounter, her head dangling off the sofa about to get her throat fucked.
He ripped her panties off and threw them across the room and licked her clit as he eased himself into her mouth. He pressed. Pushed. He was all the way into her throat. Saliva gushed over her face and soaked her hair as he pumped, fucking her mouth like it was a pussy — beating it up, treating her mouth with relentless abuse.
Carlie’s body clenched and she squirmed under him. He pulled out and she turned and spat saliva all over the floor.
“Okay,” she said. He glanced between his legs at her face. It was a mess. Mascara everywhere. Saliva drenching every inch of her face and hair.
He ate her pussy as he fucked her mouth. She squirmed, coughed, gagged, spat saliva everywhere.
He yanked his cock from her throat and spun her around, grabbed her and lowered her onto the floor.
“I want it rough,” she screamed.
He pressed her face into the saliva that had pooled on the floor.
“Slurp it up,” he commanded. Her eyes twinkled as she slurped her saliva from the floor and drank it down.
“Good girl,” he said, spreading her cheeks and sliding into her cunt.
Her eyes grew wide. She wasn’t expecting to be fully penetrated by his massive cock. Once he was fully inside of her, he slid himself out slowly and then SLAMMED himself into her again. She cried out.
“Jesus!” She yelled.
He spat on her asshole and pushed a finger inside of it. She winced and gripped at the carpet on the floor as he pounded her, feeling his cock through her asshole with his finger. It felt so good. So tight. Her asshole was so warm and snug. He pushed his finger in deeper, mimicking the rhythm of his cock in her pussy.
“Please!” She screamed. “Fuck me harder!”
He yanked his finger from her asshole and gripped her hips, pounding her with a furious anger.
“I need it!” She screamed. “Fuck my cunt!”
He slammed into her, his pelvis smacking against her tight ass. Carlie was a skinny brunette with the perfect sized ass that provided just the right amount of jiggle as he slammed into her.
“Let me taste,” she said.
He pulled his cock from her and she spun around onto her knees and immediately deep throated his cock with incredible ease, licking her white grool from his cock.
“How’s your pussy taste?” He asked.
“Like heaven.”
He hoisted her up and pushed her onto the sofa, dropping to his knees and spreading her legs. He buried his face in between her thighs and shoved his tongue into her pussy, licking, sucking, toying with her clit.
“Mm-hmm,” she moaned. “Put your finger in my ass.”
He hoisted her ass off the sofa and pressed his tongue into her asshole. Her eyes grew wide, not expecting that. Holding her up, he pushed a finger into her tight little hole and worked his tongue on her clit, digging deeper inside her asshole.
“Cumming,” she said. “Oh fucking hell I’m cumming!”
He pressed his tongue onto her clit and sucked until she grabbed her tits and arched back, cumming.
“Chriiiiiist!” she screamed as her pussy dripped into his mouth.
“Feed me,” she said as she slid off the sofa onto her knees.
“Open your fucking mouth,” he commanded.
She did as instructed, opening her mouth as she continued to play with her wet pussy, bringing herself to orgasm just as he emptied his balls across her face and into her throat, shooting thick rope after rope of cum all over her body.
“Ooooh,” she moaned as he drenched her face in cum. “Oh god, yes.”
He stumbled backwards and took a seat on the sofa, watching her continue to play with her pussy as she rested on her knees, cum dripping from her chin onto her breasts and thighs.
“Jesus,” he groaned as he stroked his cock.
She crawled forward and licked the tip of his cock, tasting the last few drops of his seed, gulping it down happily.
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