You beat me back to your place from the party by only a few minutes and I can feel my heartbeat pounding as I walk up the door. My dick is bent uncomfortably in my pants as it tries to stand at full erection. I knock on the door and you almost immediately answer, a wide grin on your face as I cross the doorframe in. I pull my shirt off and drop my pants, letting my stiff girth show you what I can’t say because my mouth is too busy with yours. You lead me to the couch and push me down to sit on it.
“I fingered myself the whole way here,” you say with heavy breathes while you drop your romper and take it off. “All of your cum inside me made me even hornier,” you continue as you hold up the soaked and cum covered crotch to your outfit. “I think all of it ran out of me while I was playing in it though. The last taste I got just tasted like me.” You slide two of your fingers between your teeth and bite them softly. I reach forward and insert my two fingers into your absolutely drenched slit between your pink labia.
“Well if you flushed it all out then I guess I’ll just have to try again.” I suggest before taking my fingers from inside of you and putting them in my mouth. Your flavor spreads over my tongue and I’m instantly craving more of it.
“You like how my pussy tastes?” You ask, entertained by me sucking your wetness from my fingers. “I like it too,” you whisper and straddle me. Stroking my cock with your hand, I can feel it sticking to me a bit from our earlier fun. “You need a little something to help me down there,” you giggle. I expect you to either spit in your hand or on my dick, but instead you press it flat against my stomach and rub your wet snatch on it. “My pussy is wet enough for the both of us.” You say as you drag yourself up and down my shaft. Your lips fall on either side of my cock, softly touching my stomach as you grind on me.
You go back to stroking me with your wetness letting you pump me more enthusiastically. With you sitting on my legs I can go back to playing with you as well. My fingertips tease and pull at your sensitive lips before I finger you again the same way I did at the party. You push my hand away from between your thighs despite your sighs and quiet moans telling me that you’re enjoying it. I taste you again, relishing in the scent getting caught in my beard. You hold my dick up and slide your slit on me again, rocking your hips to cover me tip to base while your hand spreads it all around it.
“I told you I like how I taste too,” you remind me as you drop to your knees and take my dick into your mouth. You moan out a satisfied sound as you suck your own flavor off of me.
“I only got a sample, I want a real taste,” I ask of you. You stop sucking me and pull me up from the couch before laying on your back and putting a pillow under your hips.
“Then get to it.” You say and grab your tits. I get on top of you and let my cock hang over your face while you grab it to put it in your mouth. I lay on you, keeping most of the weight on my knees so I don’t crush you. You start with the same style of sucking as before as I kiss your shaved pussy before licking between the soft folds of your inner and outer lips. I can feel your breathing pick up as each pass of my tongue gets you more and more worked up.
I moan heavily into your snatch as I feel your throat on the tip of my dick. The vibrations from my moan make you shudder and suck even harder. I return the favor, spreading your labia with my tongue until I can feel your swollen pearl. You jerk as I start to toy with it and eventually start sucking on it hard while still flicking it with my tongue. You’re attention is taken away from pleasuring me and I can feel your breaths coming hard through your nostrils before you finally take me out of your mouth to gasp and moan properly.
I quickly get up and get on the other side of the arm of the couch, dragging your hips up it so I can really eat you out. With my fingers stroking the walls of your vag and my mouth sucking and torturing your clit, your gasps suddenly catch in your throat as you climax, the forceful waves of euphoria making you moan loudly with sharp cries between. I haven’t even wiped your wet mess off of my chin before I’m standing and have my cock in you, making you cry out from the shock against your still pulsating slit.
“Oh fuck, fuck wait,” You beg, almost in tears from the sensation in your hyper sensitive state. “Just give me a minute to get my shit together- ohh!” You gasp as I pull myself out of you, shaking across your whole body. You stand up before sinking to your knees again and gripping my cock at the base. “If I make you cum, how long will it take you to be ready to go again?” I shrug and promise not long. “Then I want you to cum on my face.” I’m taken aback for a second by the demand, not used to such requests. “I love feeling defiled and used,” You say and then wrap your lips around me while making eye contact. I lock my eyes with yours as you slurp and suck for what feels like no time at all, and an eternity at the same time.
“Grab your dick and jerk off on me,” you direct me. “I love watching how you stroke yourself.” You take my hand and spit in it for me. I grasp my dick and start jerking off like you instructed. You keep looking at me with your innocent eyes, begging me with them. After a few moments I nod to tell you I’m ready and you close your eyes, opening your mouth. I groan as my load jets out of me and hits you in the face and mouth. You smile, licking your lips to taste more of my jizz.
“Let me get you something to clean up with,” I offer. You giggle, satisfied with your prize. I go into the bathroom and grab a towel, returning it to you. After you wipe your face clean and stand back up you take my hand and pull it between your legs.
“Fell how wet I am?” You ask. I nod in agreement. “Then make good use of it.” You tell me before laying across the arm of the couch. You spread your legs and expose both of your tight holes to me. You push me back softly when I place the tip of my cock against your asshole. “Not this time, I’ll have to work myself up to your size first, I’m sorry.” You apologize for denying me.
“That’s fine, I can still defile and make you feel used by fucking your innocent little cunt,” I casually say while shoving myself into you. You gasp as I stretch your tight vag to fit me so suddenly.
“So you do talk dirty, thank fuck,” you mutter. I slap your asscheek hard enough to leave a red welt in the shape of my hand. “Oh fuck, ruin me,” you moan with your cheek pressed against the couch cushions. “Use my little cunt and take my innocence,” you continue to moan.
Grabbing your hair I lift your head and move your face into the wet spot you left earlier, pressing your nose into it. You inhale through your nose deeply and make a satisfied sound. I only let you enjoy the feeling for a few moments before I lift your head again by your hair and pull back hard, using the leverage to force my cock even deeper and harder into your wet pussy.
“I’m gonna cum inside of your snatch, make sure you feel me fill you up and make your little pussy feel dirty like a cumslut’s should.” I antagonize. “Then I’m gonna make you stand there and let it run out of you in front of me and a mirror so you can see what a slut you are.” I hope I’m not going too far, but your grin and biting lip tell me I’m saying the magic words for you. You’re loving the deprecation.
I keep good on my promise and pull back extra hard on your hair, putting my weight into it so I can be as deep in you as I can when I cum hard in your cervix. You moan loudly as you feel my cock pulsing my load into your body. I slap your other ass cheek as hard as the first when I pull out of you, being careful not to pull out my cum with it. I pull you up by your hair and you let me lead to the bathroom where I stand behind you and hold your chin up to watch as my mess spills down the inside of your thigh and down your leg.
“Feel like a dirty little slut yet?” I ask, kissing back of your neck. Your hand reaches behind you and grabs my dick.
“Dirty enough to wash up and do it again,” you reply. “But choke me this time, act like you mean it.” You jokingly chastise. You lean over to turn the shower on and I open hand slap your sore pussy. You cry out in pleasure and pain. “You better fuck me raw,”.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ce5dau/after_a_quickie_at_a_party_its_time_really_get_it
So hot