“How does that feel, sweetheart?” I ask her, kissing the area just above the waistline of her panties. I let my breath fan her skin.
“Good,” she gasps. “So, good, Brody.”
I smile because I like my name on her lips. I definitely want more of it.
“You want more,” I ask, but I’m already giving her more. I slide my fingers through the sweet juices of her pussy, finding her entrance and pushing deep inside of her. The walls of her pussy instantly collapse on my hands, squeezing them so fucking tight I moan.
“Oh my God!” she cries, her head going back as I slowly pump my fingers in and out of her tight pussy.
My cock is so hard that my damn jeans feel like they’re cutting me in two.
“Tell me you want more, Tabitha. Tell me.”
“I want more, Brody,” she groans, her hips lunging out towards me as she rides my hand.
I slide my fingers out of her tight little cunt and she cries out in protest. I grab the thin lace of her panties and rip it apart with my hands. The muscles of her legs tighten under my hands. I can’t allow her to tense up. I have to have her. I hold her legs apart, probably more forcibly than I should. My hold is bruising, but I can’t help it. Hell, I’d like imprints of my fingers all over her body. I use my body to wedge between her legs, leaving her open for me. God she smells so fucking good, she’s so wet her juices are glistening on the lips of her pussy. Her face is flushed and her breathing is so ragged it literally causes her body to tremor. She’s so worked up for me, so needy and desperate and it’s all for me—all mine. I undo the button on my pants. If I don’t my poor cock is going to die. Already I can feel the deep digging sensation of the zipper biting into my flesh.
I pull the lips of her pussy apart, revealing the slickened hood of her clit. I push two fingers in her slowly, watching as inch by inch they disappear deep inside of her. I push my thumb into her clit as I pump her with my fingers. She thrusts her hips toward me with each thrust. She’s moaning, her body moving in erratic motions and completely lost to her passion. I can’t resist holding my fingers deep inside of her and then I flatten my tongue out and lick her throbbing clit. The taste of her explodes on my tongue and I groan against her pussy. I start moving my fingers again, pushing in and out and stretching my fingers apart when they’re buried inside of her—getting her ready for me. I’m going to take her; I’m going to bury my cock so deep inside of her that she will feel me when she walks for days after. My balls are so full of cum right now that she’ll be lucky if she doesn’t have me leaking down her legs too. I like the idea of that. I like imagining my cum dripping from her pussy while we’re at her family’s home. She’ll not be able to forget that she’s mine. It won’t matter who is around, she’ll feel me between her legs and know that she belongs to me.
The thought forces a growl of possessiveness and it vibrates against her clit. I slide my tongue lower, licking her, tasting her… savoring her.
“Brody, I’m, I’m going to…”
“Let go, gorgeous. I’ve got you. I’ve got you,” I tell her, needing her to come. Wanting her to come all over my face. I dive into her, intent on sending her over the edge, on possessing her and giving her a climax she will never forget.
I pull her legs up over my shoulders and eat out that hungry little pussy. She’s mine. I’ll never be able to let her go after this. She cries out and her body stiffens and then jerks, shuddering in my hold as she comes all over my face. I lap it up, getting all of her cum that I can and swallowing it down.
“Oh, God…” she says shuddering. I don’t know how long it takes for her to calm down afterwards. I hold her and lick her tender pussy slowly, letting her come down easy. When I feel her fingers, drifting through my hair, I know it’s time.
I stand up and grin down at her. I know my face is wet with her cum and I don’t try to hide it. In fact, I let her watch me lick her off my lips.
“Ready for round two now, sweetheart?” I ask, unzipping my pants. My cock falls out, so fucking hard it’s painful.
“Oh… Wow. I…Brody you’re big…” she says and I laugh, surprised. I’ve never known a woman like her. She just blurts out what is on her mind, no pretenses, no games.