The best way to get to know someone [MF] [oral] [butt]

“Are you attracted to me?” she asks, pressing the peach to her lips. She makes as if to bite, but all she does is kiss it. The kerosene lamp makes her eyes sparkle wickedly.

She’s still holding the cutting knife, so I say the first thing that tumbles into my head, “Hang on, let me check.” I lean in closer, press my nose to her hair, and inhale deeply. Her scent, a mixture of peaches and ocean water, fill my lungs and make me smile.

“So?” she asks, her breath a whisper.

“I’m still not quite sure.” I try to suppress my grin, especially because she’s feigning an upset look. Her bottom lip sticks out in the cutest way.

“Oh?” she asks, putting the knife down beside the peach. “What’s giving you uncertainty?”

“I might need to taste you to be perfectly sure,” I say, my voice rumbling with a growl. Her eyes go straight to my lips, and she bites her own.

“Okay,” she says, a blush on her freckled face. She looks away from me and shuts her eyes, leaning forward. She thinks I want to kiss her.

I poke her button nose. “Where?”

“What?” she asks, looking surprised.

“Where do you want me to lick you?” I stroke the band of her tank top, easing it down her shoulder, making her shudder. “How about here,” I ask, leaning forward and brushing her collarbone with my lips.

Caroline shakes her head. “I have a better idea,” she says, playing with the hem of her shirt. “How about my butt?”

My breath catches in my throat at her words, and I look up to see her trying to stifle a giggle with her hand. Is she taunting me? “Okay,” I say, trying to make my voice deeper and extra sexy. I’m more than willing to call her on the bluff.

I hear her swallow hard, and her face gets even redder as her hand falls away from her mouth. “Yeah?”

“Turn around,” I command, not taking the chance of one of us changing our minds.

She bites her lip as I kneel. Then she shakes her head and turns, raising her shirt to reveal the perfect roundness of her ass. Thank god for yoga pants.

I reach for her hips, my fingers fluttering over the hem of her pants. Her curves are so tender, so juicy, I find a shred of mercy. “Pants on or off?” I ask her ass.

She looks back at me over her shoulder. “Off. If you’re gonna taste me, I want you to taste me for real.”

I let out a shuddering breath, feeling my cock strain at her words and the needy tone in her voice. I grab her cheeks, one in each palm, feeling her soft warmth through the cloth. I spread her apart, and she means, causing a shiver of pure desire to go down my spine. My fingers curl around the waistline of her tight cloth, my nails scraping her skin slightly as I pull down.

“Wait,” she says frantically when I have it just below the beginning of her ass. I can see her milky white skin, the darkness between her cheeks. But I abide by her fright and look up with a devious smile. She’s not wearing any panties.

“Is it alright if I continue?” I ask, not really giving her a choice as I tug lightly on her pants. She shuts her eyes, biting down on her bottom lip, and nods. That’s all the answer I need, and I pull her pants down with one smooth motion, leaving them stretched between her knees.

I can see her now, her privates, her secrets, her hidden treasure. Her lips look so pure, and there are tiny curled hairs all over, giving her a wild and untamed appearance. I note the freckles, surprised that she has them here too, covering her ass and legs like drops of rain on a picnic blanket. I connect them to form constellations. Her skin feels so warm, her heat emanates form her insides. I can almost taste her just by inhaling, and there’s a magnetic force reeling me in.

I must have been studying her behind for a while, because Caroline gives a little shake, causing her cheeks to jiggle. “What are you waiting for?” she asks. “Lick me.”

When did she start giving the order? I didn’t care. I brought my face to her, the blood pounding in my ears louder and louder the closer I got. I shudder again just imaging all the things I want to do to her ass. I slid my hands up her legs, feeling her smooth skin before grasping her cheeks again, this time directly. When I spread her, I reveal the little dark hole, and she whimpers above me. Little hairs circle it, but they might as well have been rays of sunlight. She looks so delicious, I can’t glance away.

“Here I go,” I whisper to her butt and press the tip of my tongue directly on the center.

Her legs go stiff, and I grab her hips as she straightens her back and shudders. “That’s where you wanted to lick me?” she says, laughing with disbelief as she relaxes.

I can feel the vibrations running through her body and filling my mouth. I close in with my jaws, burying my face between her cheeks. I flatten my tongue against her crack.

“Oh, god,” she whispers, releasing her shirt so that the cloth covers my head. She reaches back and grabs a fistful of my hair, forcing me in deeper.

Excitement bubbles up within me as she takes control. I grab her hips, using my thumbs to spread her ass as I dive in, licking around and around, gently applying increasing pressure with my tongue. I slide in deeper and deeper with every passing moment. Every time I inhale, my lungs fill with her aroma. She tastes and smells like cool morning air in the woods. Her asshole tastes like the rich scent of soil and trees after a sudden summer shower. And the way she’s moaning, like this is the most pleasure she’d ever had, makes me wish I could tongue fuck her forever.

I break free for a moment, feeling as if I’d just emerged from a lake to see a full moon. She stumbles forward, her knees trembling. I dive in again, striking like a snake to plant a kiss on her asshole once more.

“Oh, man,” she whispers, stepping out of my reach. Then she bends forward, giving me the full view of her ass, and I can see the glistening saliva I’d left behind. She grabs her leggings and pulls them up.

I sit on my knees, looking at her as she turns. My cock is straining inside my jeans, but I don’t care. I’m looking up at her like a lost puppy, and her butt is home.

Her face is completely red now, and she glances to the side, unable to meet my eyes. But one corner of her lips is slightly turned upwards, a half smile that’s making my insides melt. “So?” she asks.

“What?” I try to catch her eyes, but she keeps shifting away. Every time I breathe or swallow, I’m tasting her on my lips, my tongue, my everything.

“My question. Remember?” Her fingers ball up the bottom of her shirt. She’d pulled her sweats up too high, and I could see the clear outline of her pussy. She looks so juicy, her lips so lush and full. I groan, wanting to tear her clothes off and show her my answer physically.

I almost ask for another sampling, but instead, I stand and put my arm around her waist and reel her in so that she could feel the arousal her body had stirred inside me. It presses against her belly. “Does that answer your question?”

Caroline nods, resting her forehead on my shoulder. I tilt her chin up with a finger, my other hand trails down her back and grabs her juicy ass cheek again. Her eyes keep switching focus from my lips to my nose to my forehead, and I can’t take it anymore.

I lean down and kiss her, my thumb burying itself inside her ass crack. It’s funny how much easier it is to drum up the courage to kiss someone after you’re already tasted their most secret places.

She kisses me hard, much harder than I expected from someone so flustered. She pushes her lips against my own, sucking on my bottom lip before reaching in with her tongue. I caress her ass with excitement, my other hand grasping a fistful of her hair as I realized she’s tasting herself through this kiss. My cock is crushed between her belly and mine.

I kiss her like this is my last night on earth, like I’d never kiss anyone else ever again. But I knew, in that moment, the truth. I release her lips catch my breath, my thumb hopelessly lost in her ass. I look into her sparkling eyes, the strands of loose hair over her eyes, the pouty way her lips begged to be back with mine. I knew in that moment that I would never kiss anyone else ever again, that I would never want to kiss anyone else. Just her.

Caroline put her hands on my shoulder and pushed me back against the wall, raising one leg to caress my aching cock with the insides of her thighs. She kisses me again, biting my bottom lip gently. Her breasts are mashed up against me. Her hands climb into my hair, and I have both of mine on her ass now, spreading her, wanting her.

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