She doesn’t speak. I wonder what’s running through that pretty little head of hers with how she jiggles her rump in my face. Does she want this as badly as I want to give it to her?
“Say it.”
She looks down at me from over her shoulder.
“I’m yours. Yours and yours alone.” There are the magic words.
My heart swells and my stomach tightens at her admission.
“Now I’m going to teach you what only I can give.”
Brianna presses the tip of her finger into her mouth and chews on the nail. Grabbing her by the ankles, I pivot her feet across the floor until her legs are wide apart. I get my first glimpse of her perfect pink slit, glistening with the wetness my torture delivered. With one hard tug, I pull her soaked folds towards me until she’s inches from my face. She’s so fucking wet for me that a trail of her liquids runs down her inner thigh.
I lick my lips in anticipation, ready to rattle her world.
Every muscle in my body tightens as I near my final destination. My tongue homes in on her sex, pulled with the force of a magnet as it shoots out of my mouth in the direction of her folds. I hit her engorged nub and run my tongue through her slit from bottom to top. Brianna’s legs buckle, but my grip on her ankles keeps her in place.
The mouthwatering scent doesn’t come close to my first taste of her. My tongue moves with a mind of its own, finding her entrance and tasting her sweet, silky cream.
Brianna moans and though she tries to hide the noise for anyone who might be outside, she isn’t doing a good job of staying silent. Good, I want her to bellow out in self-satisfied gratification. She deserves this. A mix of pain and pleasure to shake her very senses. I slide my tongue inside her hole and her hand finds my hair. She grabs it in a tight fist, pulling my head as tightly against her pussy as she can.
That’s it, baby. Ride this fucking face. Take what you want unashamedly.
I continue devouring her silky wetness, licking at her lips while I make my way to her clit. I suck the swollen nib into my mouth, stroking my tongue over it in vicious lashes. Brianna’s moans have turned into choked yelps. Her body tenses with every action I take.
“You feel so good, Mickey,” she moans.
I release one of her ankles and trail my hand up her shivering leg. While my mouth works on her most delicate place, I spread her pussy lips apart. Her body shakes in wild anticipation. My finger easily finds her entrance, slotting between her lips before it sinks into her hungry cunt. Whatever attempted quiet moaning she’s tried so hard to hold onto is gone now. Brianna screams as her hips start rocking, pumping my digit in and out of her.
“Oh fuck, Mickey, don’t stop,” she howls.
I wasn’t going to, not until she exploded all over my face. Any attempts at responding to her are quickly met by Brianna’s hips, shutting me up with her clit bouncing on my tongue. I circle it with quick, sharp strokes while my finger pounds in and out of her.
Her hand tightens in my hair until she pulls strands out. An easy penance to pay to have her cum for me.
I can feel her hole tighten around my finger as she nears that most holy place. Her body starts to twist and quake, and her breathing is so unsteady I’m not sure she’s even drawing air into her lungs with the short huffs. With one finaloh fuck, Brianna explodes and releases a tsunami of her juices into my mouth. I swallow everything she has to offer to the very last drop. Collapsing forward, Brianna stills herself on the sink. Her hair’s a mess from the way she whipped her head during the most intense part of how she rode me.
I get to my feet, my wobbly knees almost sending me straight back to the ground. Sliding my arms around her waist, I pull her into me. I press my face into her neck, nibbling and kissing the soft flesh. My cock stands on attention against my black pants, fighting to break through the zipper and find its own satisfaction.
Brianna cups my face in her palm.
“That was amazing,” she says, doing her best to catch her breath.
“What can I say? You bring out the best in me,” I say, pressing my hips against her body. My dick nestles between Brianna’s legs, and she closes them around it.
“Do you want to—” she struggles finishing her sentence. “Uhm, do you want to fuck me?”
“That’s usually how these things go, isn’t it?” I whisper into her ear. Her body shudders against mine.
“Well, I don’t really know.”
“What do you mean?” I raise a brow.
We’re looking at one another through the mirror. I catch another glimpse of the thunder strip of hair Brianna left above her pussy. It makes my cock twitch against her thighs. This sensation is close enough to the real deal to make me blow.
“I’m new to this whole . . . sex thing.”
“You’re a virgin?” She’s trying to be delicate in admitting it, but I can’t have that. If it’s the case, this has to end here. As badly as I want to feel her cunt wrapped around my shaft, I’m not going to do it in the bathroom of a shitty dive bar.