But … I don’t want to push it … yet.
First, she needs to relax. Maybe a good pussy tonguing will do. Then comes the hard fuck.
I lick her lips as I pull her bra off in one go, which seems to surprise her a little.
“Had practice,” I say.
“I can tell.”
“Is that wrong?”
“I know I’m not the first …” She shrugs. “I like a man who knows what he’s doing.”
“Good, because I sure as fuck do.” I kiss her and then lower myself until I’m right in front of her panties. I hook my fingers under the fabric and pull it down her legs.
Her pussy glistens with wetness as I slide a finger up and down her slit. She shudders with delight.
“How long has it been?” I ask. “You seem … nervous.”
“Not gonna tell,” she says.
“Hmm … You know I’ll want to make you tell me.”
She licks her bottom lip, seductively gazing down at me. “Try me.”
Oh … I will.
I give her a wicked smile and then lean in, blowing hot air onto her eager pussy. Goose bumps scatter, and I take it as a sign to dive in. Her moans entice me as I lick her pussy, swiveling my tongue back and forth across her slit. She tastes so fucking good; I could do this all night long.
My cock grows, tenting my pants as I suck her wet pussy dry. I fucking love the taste of her, and it makes me want to put my hands all over her. But first, she has to come.
I circle her clit and press down, making her squeal with delight, her fingers scratching my back.
“Fuck …” she moans.
“I will soon, but I want you to come first.”
“Like this? I don’t know if I can …”
“Sure you can.” I grab her ass and push her up the wall, burying my face between her legs. “Just gotta let go.”
“Jesus, where’d you learn to do that?” she moans.
“Don’t ask questions you don’t want to know the answer to,” I mumble, and then continue eating her out.
Her fingers claw at me as I push her to her limit, sucking and licking my way to her orgasm. I love the sounds she makes, interrupted only by desperate breaths and quivers. She’s unlike any girl I’ve had before. So inexperienced, but eager to learn. And it turns me on like nothing else can.
My cock is about to burst from my pants, so I growl, “Come. Now. Before I shove my cock up your pussy and make you come.”
“Fuck!” she yells.
And I can feel her explode in my mouth.
She quakes in my arms, her whole body rocking up and down as she grinds on my face. All her delicious juices drip down, and I moan from the taste. So fucking good, it riles me up like no tomorrow.
I lower her and immediately smash my mouth to hers.
She seems surprised, as her eyes are still wide open when I take my lips off hers.
“Wow …”
“What?”
“I’ve never … come that fast. Or against a wall.”
I raise a brow. “Never?”
“Well, the rabbit did it once.”
“Rabbit … you don’t mean like a vibrator, do you?”
“Yeah …” She smashes her lips together.
I laugh. “I’m no fucking rabbit, although I do fuck like one.”
“I hope not. I don’t like vibrating sticks in my pussy, only on my clit.”
I wrap my arm around her and pull her close. “Well, when I’m done with you, you’ll like anything I give you, wherever I give it to you.”
“I’m already sold. I know you can fuck me the right way.”
“What gave it away?” I smile cheekily.
“Your arrogant talk.” She raises a brow.
I lean in and whisper in her ear. “Don’t tell me you don’t like it because I won’t believe it.”
She eyes me sideways. “You’re right. But your cock had better be just as good as your tongue.”
I narrow my eyes. “They don’t call this the love stick for nothing …”
She laughs, and when I hear her awkward snort, I laugh too.
“Sorry,” she mumbles.
“Don’t be. Kinda breaks the ice, doesn’t it?”
“Yeah, except it already broke when you stuck your tongue in my pussy.”
I wink. “And I’d do it all over again.” I swiftly spin her in my arms. “But my cock can’t wait any longer.”
She squeals a little as I grab her hands and put them behind her back.
“What are you doing?” she asks.
“I like things my way …” I unfurl my tie and wrap it around her wrists. “And I like things tied up.”
She gulps. “And then?”
“Then I fuck your wet pussy from behind until I come.”
“Hmm …” She shivers with delight.
“Did I just hear you moan?” I say.
“Maybe …”
“You like being tied up by strangers?” I ask, pulling her bonds tighter. She jolts a little but only seems more excited. “Aren’t you scared?”
“Do you want an honest answer or a lie?”