I set my nearly empty plate on the coffee table and I follow him to the kitchen. “Did you find the syrup?” I ask.
He's rooting around in a cupboard. “Not yet,” he says, and I move behind him.
“Let me help.” My hands run over his back.
He chuckles. “I don't know if you're gonna find any there.
“No,” I say dropping to my knees and spinning him around. I pull down his boxers, taking hold of his big thick cock. “I don't want any syrup. I already have something plenty sweet to put in my mouth.”SmithWhen I turn around, Sugarplum is on her knees. My bathrobe is on the floor and she's naked before me. The vision is better than any Christmas gift I fantasized about receiving as a child.
Sugar cups my balls and takes my thick cock in her sweet little mouth. I groan. The pleasure of being touched by her mounts so damn fast. My balls are tight and full. I need to release my seed down her throat, fill her belly. All I can think about is breeding her, about filling her up with all of me, making her belly swell with my child, making her my now and forever. It's a lot. I get that it’s way too much for her right now. So, instead of focusing on the future, I focus on the moment.
Sugarplum strokes my shaft and begins to suck me off like the good little present she is. My angel who came from the heavens and landed on my doorstep. I groan as she sucks me, my cock so hard as she bobs her head up and down.
I run my fingers through her hair pulling the hair tie out, so I can do what I dreamt about doing since the moment I saw her in the bar… run my fingers through her long locks. She draws her mouth tighter around my cock. She moves up and down like the good little girl she is, sucking me off until my come is dripping down her throat.
She moans in pleasure. “Oh, you taste so good,” she says, pulling me out, sucking me dry.
My come shoots over her perfect breasts, her big round tits.
“Fuck me, Smith,” she whispers, the dirty word dripping from her mouth the same way my come does. I pull her up to stand. I need more than my girl sucking me off. I need to fuck her here and now.
I twist her around, placing her palms on the counter as I take her sweet-ass cheeks in my hand. Her pussy is so slick and creamy, and my cock hardens as I run my fingers over it. She's so wet and ready, and I pushed my cock inside her, needing to fuck my girl more than I need anything else.
She gasps as I fill her up from behind. Her hole the sweetest place for my big thick cock. I kiss the base of her neck as I run a hand over her spine. I take her hard against the counter knowing this is better than any syrup I could find. Her sweet pussy is the sweetest fucking thing I've ever had.
I finish and she does too, moaning loudly. My name on her mouth, “Oh, Smith. Oh, Smith.”
She needs more, needs me. I twirl her around. I pick her up and sit her down on the counter, spreading her thighs. She wraps her legs around my waist, and I pull her to me kissing her hard. Her creamy cunt drips on my counter, my cock throbbing with release and want and a need so deep. I've never experienced anything like it before.
God, I can't believe I was a virgin before tonight. I spent so many years waiting for her. If only I'd found her sooner. But, by God, was she worth the wait. I kiss her, our tongues twirling together. Our bodies melting as one. I lift her off the counter and carry her to my room, to our bed.
I run my fingers over every inch of her skin. My fingers needing her cunt. That's where my hand rests as a thought, as a single thought presses deep against my heart: I love her.
I love her.
I love her so damn much.
I want to say it, but by the time I manage to muster the courage, her eyes have closed. My sweet caresses have lulled her to sleep.
With tender love, I kiss her pussy. “I love you,” I whisper. I kiss her belly, her breasts, her neck, her lips. “I love you,” I say as she falls asleep in my bed. I pull her into my arms. “I love you,” I say that as she sleeps against my chest. “I love you,” I say as I tried to figure out what I'm going to say to her brother when he shows up here at daybreak. I fall asleep vowing that no matter what happens next – she will be mine.