But I want to taste her first.
“What did you say your name was?” I rasp, breaking the club’s unspoken code.
She blinks at me, those big blue eyes so wide and innocent.
“Bridget,” she whispers.
“Well, Bridget, I’m Todd,” I rasp. “Again, it’s nice to meet you.” Then, my big hand cups her chin and I raise her lips to meet mine. Oh fuck, she’s so soft and giving, and melts into me with a small mewl. My entire body tingles with desire and at that moment, I know that the small pot isn’t going to be enough. Instead, I’ll likely overflow that damn thing.
Meanwhile, my sweet girl is ready for it. Her hands squeeze my biceps as she tries to pull us closer together and she moans throatily as my erection presses against her thigh, begging for release.
There’s no time to waste. I hook one her knees over my hip so that that slick pink opening is lined up perfectly with my hardness. Then I press into her hot, moist space, groaning with relief as I do so. Fuck, she’s tight. The air exits my lungs as I focus on going slow, letting her adjust to my massive girth along the way.
But she’s a flexible one.
“Oh, yes,” the blonde whispers, lifting her knee up even higher to deepen the penetration. “Yes, yes, yes.” Her sweet, sexy entreaties are music to my ears and I hoist her up so that both her legs are wrapped around my hips before beginning a delicious rhythm in her depths.
“Mmm!” she cries out, throwing her head back while gripping my shoulders. “Unnh!”
Those tiny nails scratch at my skin, sure to leave a mark, but I don’t give a fuck. This woman can do whatever she wants, she’s so goddamn sexy. I kiss her neck, biting at the skin there, and then immediately lap where my teeth were, soothing the hurt. Then I adjust our angle so I’m penetrating even deeper, and the woman’s head falls back in pleasure.
“Unnnh,” she moans. “Ohhhh!”
I laugh against her neck, continuing to pound like a madman. Nothing around us matters. It’s only the two of us, coming together as one and the blinding pleasure surging in my veins is almost too much. But then I realize that the push is happening too fast, and I’m going to fail if I don’t get this under control.
Just as Bridget’s beginning to shake with climax, I surge forwards once more, giving it to her deep before pulling out and scrambling for the copper pot. Then pointing my glans at the opening, I begin to come, torrents of fluid splattering into the bronze bowl.
“Fuuck!” I howl. “Oh shit, oh shit!”
The girl with me doesn’t hesitate. Even in the throes of climax, she reaches down and helps me milk it out, moaning as she watches my ejaculate splatter with hungry eyes. Then, the sweet girl covers her hand in the good stuff and begins smearing it on her breasts as if it’s the most precious fluid on earth. She squeezes her nipples and tweaks at them, getting them lubed up while moaning excitedly. Then, one of her hands travels back to the bucket and scoops some out before placing it between her thighs and rubbing it into the swollen flesh there.
“Oh,” she breathes ecstatically. “Mmm, yes.”
Of course, I can’t resist. As the last dribbles of seed trickle from my shaft, I scoop it up in my hands then reach between her thighs to tickle her nub.
“Mm!” she cries out, eyes flying open.
“Just wait for it,” I growl. “You’ll like this, I promise.
Then, I begin working my fluid into her wet pussy, massaging her swollen folds as I stroke her tiny hole.
“Fuck yes,” I growl. “This is exactly where it belongs.” Her walls tense on my fingers, her back going rigid, and I know what’s about to happen. “Yes, baby girl,” I hiss. “Come for me. NOW.”
Bridget doesn’t hesitate. A wail erupts from her throat as she throws her head back, those blonde curls bouncing. Then her walls clamp down on my hand, squeezing hard and almost breaking my fingers with her second orgasm.
“Mmmm!” she squeals. “Oh oh oh!”
Hot gusts of pussy fluid gush over my palm even as I continue to push my seed deep inside her fertile depths. She convulses around my intimate touch, grabbing onto my broad shoulders for balance as her world erupts in a shower of sparks.
“Yes, sweetheart,” I whisper harshly. “Let yourself go.”
Finally, her lashes flutter open once more, that limpid blue gaze taking in my harsh features.
“Todd?” she mewls.
I lean forwards to kiss her.
“Yes, baby, I’m here.”
“Oh good,” she smiles peacefully while leaning against my chest. “I’m so glad.”
A rush of possessiveness surges through my veins as I cradle the curvy girl close because maybe this happened during a sex party out in an open field. Maybe we’re both members of a secret society that engages in the forbidden and taboo. And yet, our moment of intimacy is very real, and I can’t wait to get to know the beautiful blonde better.