It’s dark in our room. The time is probably around 3am. I’d been working until midnight while he was out drinking with friends.
He pulls me into his chest; for a moment, our bodies are locked in the same motion as his chest rises and falls.
Then his lips are on mine, warm and soft. I don’t kiss him back much, I want to make him work for it this time.
In the dark, all I can see is his silhouette, eclipsing the vapid late-night television show playing in the background. I think it was Family Guy. My body tingles as he kisses my neck.
‘I want to lick your arsehole’, he says.
I smile and giggle, trying to hide the hint of nervousness coursing through me.
‘Do you want me to?’
‘Yes.’
‘Say it, beg me to.’
‘Please lick my arsehole.’
‘You want me to spit on it, baby?’
‘Yes,’
‘Well, beg me then.’
‘Please spit on my arsehole.’
He gets up, kneels at the end of the bed and gestures for me to move down so that my legs can rest on his broad shoulders. I moan as his tongue probes my ass; the sound of him lapping turns me on so much.
He kisses my arsehole and spits on it, then laps at it again. My fingers grasp at his hair and pull him in closer; I can feel his nose nestling into my pussy.
‘I love licking your arsehole,’ he says between laps. ‘I love having your arsehole in my face.’ He stops and leans back to admire, ‘ah, look at that.’ Then his tongue is circling it; I moan. He pushes my legs back behind my head and then moves up to my pussy.
Up and down, up and down with his tongue.
‘You taste so good,’ he says. ‘You know that, don’t you? You know you taste good.’
‘Ugh, I don’t know,’ I shrug, feeling nervous again.
He burrows his face further into my pussy and keeps licking and licking.
‘I wanna do this all night,’ he says.
He licks his finger, then slides it into my arsehole and pumps. After a few minutes, he slips another in.
I whimper and wrap my legs around the back of his neck, pulling him in closer.
‘You like that baby?’
‘Yeah.’
‘Yes, what?’
‘Yes, sir.’
He starts sucking on my clit, and I feel myself getting close.
‘Yeah, yeah, yes. Yes baby, I’m gonna come. Harder, please, please.’ I grip the bedsheets as an orgasm cascades through me. For a moment, my mind is cut adrift. There are no problems, no worries or stress—only pleasure.
‘You just come?’
‘Yeah,’ I smile.
He mashes and rubs his entire face all over my pussy. ‘Ugh, I want it all over my face,’ he says and continues to rub his head against me so that my juices coat him.
‘Oh my fucking God, that is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,’ I say and tug him closer to me to kiss him.
‘I can taste myself on you,’ I say, and he smiles shyly.
‘I wanna make you come again,’ he says and starts kissing my pussy, then he carries on licking. He removes his fingers from my arsehole and kisses there too.
‘You like watching me down here, baby?’
I nod. ‘Yes.’
‘Keep watching me. I don’t want you to take your eyes off me.’
His dark bown eyes look into mine as he sucks on my arsehole; I can hear his lips smacking against it. Then he moves up to my pussy. He spits on it and licks it from the bottom to the top. Then he spits in it again and licks from the bottom to the top. He keeps doing it in this order, the same motion, over and over. I shiver with delight.
‘You come yet.’
‘Not yet, baby,’ I say and stroke his face. ‘I love you.’
‘You will do. I love you too,’ he says, then kisses my pussy again.
Within 5 minutes, I’ve come again from his tongue. He leans back, panting, tired, and wipes a hand over his mouth.
He crawls up on the bed; I see his large erection jutting out. It feels so hard in my hands. I want it inside me.
I move on top of him, position his dick under my pussy and sit on it. Then I bounce. He moves my body the way he knows I like it, the way that makes me come in seconds.
The orgasm builds inside me and then erupts, flowing through me like a life source. I bite the pillow to keep from being too loud. His parents are sleeping in the next room.
‘ yes, yes,’ he says. ‘That’s what I wanted. What do you say?’
‘Thank you, I whimper,’ the orgasm is still working through me. It’s hard to speak.
‘Thank me properly,’ he says.
‘Thank you, Daddy.’
‘Good girl. He says and lightly slaps my ass.
‘I love you’, I say as the orgasm subsides.
He growls and pulls me closer; ‘fuck, why is it so good? I love you too.’
I can feel another one building, and I start to bounce up and down faster on his dick until I get that awesome feeling washing over me again.
‘You’re coming again, baby? Already? You’re such a good girl for Daddy, such a good girl.’
I moan and make illegible noises, consumed in bliss and animalistic pleasure.
‘Say it,’ he says.
‘I’m a good girl for Daddy.’
‘Why are you a good girl?’
‘Cos I come when I’m told.’
‘Ahh, fuck.’
He kisses me all over my neck, bites me lightly, growling and grabbing at me. I look him in the eyes, admire the pained expression on his face, which is really pleasure, his thick eyebrow scrunched up in the most beautiful way, his mouth open.
‘I love you,’ I say.
‘I love you too. Keep saying it.’ He says.
I say it repeatedly in his ear, then sit up and make a fast twerking motion on his dick.
‘I want you to come inside me,’ I say, and he does.
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