When he did as I commanded, I straddled him with my back facing him. I gripped his dick again and sucked it back into my mouth while my hands resumed massaging his balls. His groans and moans were deep and addictive. I found myself moaning along with him as my pussy grew wetter. I slid around on his belly, loving the way that I left a trail of moistness from my juices.
My fingers slid across his balls as I moved my lips from his head to suck at the frenulum.
“Fuck, Kenni. What ya doing, girl?” He groaned and worked his hips upward. When he got deeper into it, I used my fingers to tickle his perineum lightly. Bryson froze for a minute, but I allowed my fingers to continue while I worked his dick further down my throat.
“Whatcha doing, Kenni?”
“Pleasuring you, baby. Just finding new things to spice things up between us. Relax and trust me.”
“How the fuck do you expect me to relax when you’re playing with my ass?”
“I’m not playing with your ass, just a space close to it.”
“I don’t like that.”
I looked over my shoulder. “Are you going to tell me this doesn’t feel good?” I asked, applying pressure in the area.
He kept scowling for several long seconds before he slowly started rocking up. I covered his dick with my lips, and he kept rocking up into my mouth. His groans grew deeper as I applied pressure to his perineum. I pulled him out of my mouth and stroked his penis while I continued playing with his perineum. I moved between his legs, pushed his dick up toward his belly, and kept stroking it, and then I licked the same spot.
My eyes remained on him, and his nostrils flared. “Does it feel good, baby?”
“This shit is intense, Kenni.”
“Does it feel good?”
He gritted his teeth and nodded slowly. “Fuck yeah.” I continued until his entire body tightened, and before I knew it, Bryson shot cum forth onto his belly. No sooner than he finished, he flipped me onto my back so fast, I grew dizzy. He pinned my arms to the bed.
“Who the fuck taught you that, Kenni?”
“Nobody,” I replied, staring at him like he’d lost his mind.
“Then where did you get that from?”
I glanced sideways.
“Where?” he demanded in a gruff voice, shaking my pinned wrists.
“Porn, okay? While we weren’t having sex, I was hiding in the bathroom watching videos.” I sobbed.
Shame filled his eyes, and he slowly released my wrists.
“I promise that I haven’t cheated on you, Bryson. I haven’t been with another man since you and I became involved. But I would love it if you would return the favor.”
He didn’t respond; he just flipped me over and fucked me hard and strong from the back. His fingers pinched the skin at my waist, and I suspected he was punishing me for pleasing him in a way that was uncomfortable to him. He was as shocked that he orgasmed that way as I had been. I could guess what he was thinking, but I didn’t want to. I would need to talk with him about that later.
He pulled out of me and pushed my head into the mattress. With his other hand, he spread my legs apart, and the next thing I knew, he was munching on my ass. Never had he been willing to do anything like that before. When we’d had previous discussions about people doing that, we both agreed it was gross.
I wasn’t sure what had gotten into us, but it seemed that our sex lives were taking a different route, and I loved it. I thrust my ass up in the air and spread my legs wider. His tongue and lips were buried between my cheeks. His fingers found my slit, and he fucked me as roughly with his fingers as he had with his dick. All the while, his tongue continued to intrude in my ass until I orgasmed on his fingers with my pussy tightening all around him, and my breath coming in sharp, ragged bursts. Sweat covered my body, but I was more satiated than I ever had been.
Chapter 12
Bryse
FRIDAY EVENING, OCTOBER 10TH
Raucous laughter, the sound of banjos, and the sweet, pungent smell of marijuana punctuated the night. Swirled in with the heady aroma was the sweet, flavorful smell of marshmallows, and the bitter, powerful scent of chocolate.
People surrounded the fire, making roasted hot dogs, corn, and s’mores. Kennedi’s face gleamed brightly in the glow of the firelight as she looked over her shoulder back at me.
