Droplets of her arousal fall down like summer rain. Jesus, she tastes sweeter than ever, like salted caramel candy. I lick her from top to bottom, from her tiny swollen clit, to her little wet entrance.
At first, she braces herself on her hands and I feel her little thighs shake with her effort of holding herself up. But I draw her down, down, encouraging her to ride me. And as she loses herself in pleasure, she starts to grind on my face. I cup her ass in both hands, keeping her right there as I circle her clit, with fast, light strokes, just the way she likes it.
“Fuck, Forge, that feels so good,” she mumbles, her hips bucking back and forth, working herself into a frenzy.
I sense her climax starting to build, and I ready myself for that sweet explosion, when suddenly, she arches her body backward, like a yoga champion or something, and reaches for my cock.
Holy crap. It’s swollen, fit to burst, and the touch of her silky hand is enough to send me right over the edge.
But then she lifts up, snatching her pussy away from me. She drops her weight down on my stomach, and looks at me with a hint of sternness.
“But when do I get to taste you, Forge?” she demands.
My mouth falls open. At least half the time when I’m shooting my load, I’m imagining her mouth stretched around my cock, but I wasn’t about to pressure her into it.
Without waiting for my response, she starts to reverse crawl down my body.
When she reaches my cock, she looks at it curiously for a moment, then her tongue darts out and she licks it like an ice cream.
A groan bursts from my throat. “Jesus, Maya,” I mutter.
She gives me a wicked look, and then she parts her lips and starts to take me in.
I reach down and sweep her hair away from her face, so I can see better. And I know the sight of her soft, small mouth descending on my cock is something I’ll never forget.
Her mouth is like the softest velvet. A tiny, moist cave. This is all brand-new to her, but she’s eager, wanting to please me. She bobs her head up and down, and I see her trying to take me deeper, trying not to cough when I hit the back of her throat. And for my part, I cling onto the mattress, forcing myself to be still, to not thrust into this angel’s throat.
Soon, I’m close. My cock is pulsing. I’m one step away from filling her sweet mouth with my cream. But I want more. I want to taste her orgasm on my tongue at the same time.
“Turn around,” I tell her. She lifts her mouth off my cock, looking adorably confused. I sit up, maneuver her into a one-eighty and draw her sweet pussy down to my mouth again.
She gives a yip of surprise.
And I growl in delight as she’s exposed to me in this new way. I swear her honey smells even sweeter in this position. I push my tongue deep inside her, lapping up her tangy juices, and at the same moment, she drops her mouth onto my cock again.
Fuck.
Perfect synchronicity. Her incredible mouth around my cock. Her sweet pussy on my tongue.
I must be in heaven already.
When I press a fingertip against her little pucker, she squeaks and pulls away from me. But I don’t let her get away, and soon she gives out a moan of pleasure, and another inch of my cock disappears into her mouth.
One finger in her tight pussy, another in her little hole, while my tongue works at her clit.
She trembles and moans, and I feel the vibrations around my cock, feel her sucking me harder and harder as her orgasm approaches.
“Come for me, baby,” I growl. “Come right on my face.”
This is the permission she’s been waiting for.
Her pussy spasms tight around my finger, and she explodes. A gush of honey bursts on my tongue.
And a split second later, I explode in her mouth. I feel my seed hitting the back of her throat. Her throat closing tight around me, milking me.
She’s perfect. Perfect.
After that day,we get a little more freaky with each other. She wants me in her mouth all the time. And when I’m pounding her sweet pussy, she loves it when I talk dirty to her, telling her how I’m gonna pop her other little cherry one day as well.