“I told you; you couldn’t be loud in here.” He warned.
I was so turned on, I couldn’t see straight or even hear him correctly. Fuck not being loud, this wasn’t no quiet dick. The wet sounds of my pussy bounced off the walls. His thrusts picked up to a steady punishing rhythm. My hands no longer gripped the armrest of the couch; my face was buried in the cushion. Bleu spread my ass cheeks apart; he spit between them then pushed his thumb into my tight asshole.
He used his free hand to lift one of my legs over the armrest to prop my ass higher. That was nothing but sweet torcher because now my clit scraped against the leather fabric as he fucked me long and hard with my feet lifted off the ground.
It felt like I was going to drown and die of too much pleasure. I was thankful when Bleu leaned over me, dick still lodge deeply inside to wrap his hand around my throat and lift me. I sucked in a deep breath of fresh air as he held me upright. He pulled almost all the way out and slammed back inside of me over and over until my orgasm crashed over me.
My orgasm crashed over and over ripping me apart into pieces then putting me beautifully back together. Bleu’s hand moved from my throat over my mouth. He fucked me harder, deeper my pussy responded by contracting around his thick shaft. His hand left my mouth and went down to my nipples. He pinched one after the other hard then tugged at them.
“Cum one more time all over this dick and I promise to lick the mess up, baby.” He growled in my ear.
I fell apart right there; it was so many sensations zapping through me all at once I cried out his name and screamed out more incoherent words as I came all over his dick and couch.
“Good fucking girl.” He grunted.
He slowly slid out of me. My body trembled as I collapsed hard on the couch. I struggled to catch my breath. My eyes closed as I took in slow deep breaths. Bleu’s big hands slid down my body and under my ass cheeks. He lifted me with an ease I’d never experienced before.
With his abs pressed against my sex, he kissed arrested my mouth with my ass hanging off the couch in the palms of his hands. His tongue dominated mine as his hands slid around to the top of my thighs. He parted my legs and plunged two fingers into me.
My entire body bowed to Bleu on his couch, nothing else mattered right now but his fingers and tongue overpowering me.
“You so wet for me; you smell so fucking good. Can I make this pussy cum again but on my tongue?” He whispered against my lips in a rugged tone.
His fingers curled inside of me stroking my spot that had me ready to climb him. I let out a loud cry not caring who heard me stuck in ecstasy. His hand gripped my thighs as he removed his finger and buried his tongue into me. He moved his face back a little and lapped at my pussy with so much dedication. His tongue traveled like it had a destination; it parted my ass cheeks and jabbed at my forbidden hole.
“Oh shit!”
I stiffened trying to process the newfound pleasure that shocked me. His hands massaged my globes as he twisted his head to the side and really went to work on my booty.
“That shit feel good, don’t it.” His breath fanned my ass.
“It do.” I giggled sexily.
“You nasty as fuck.” He chuckled before pushing his thick tongue pass my asshole.
He gripped the top of my fat mound with his hand and squeezed tightly. Bleu’s moans against my ass sounded feral. I was about to cum again but didn’t want to. Thinking quick, I managed to scoot back and sit up just enough to reach for his dick.
I felt his entire body react. His eyes locked on to mine intensely.
“I want your nut all over my hands when I cum for you.” I seductively uttered out.
“Stroke it then.” He moved his knees apart giving me a clear view of his balls.
We were now in a weird position, my stomach almost cramped up from leaning forward. His upper body was long but still he managed to get right back between my thighs. I had to reposition myself on the couch. I laid sideways with one leg off the couch and the other up high on the top cushion. I grabbed his dick as he leaned over the side of my thigh to lap at my pussy.
My blood began to thunder in my ears, my nipples tingled as he flattened his tongue against my clit. His hips flexed just as I squeezed and twisted his dick in my hand. Bleu thrusted in my hand, and I started to wish it was my pussy.
He moaned against my sex then suctioned my clit making loud slurping sounds. His balls tightened against the back of my hand just as my orgasm ripped through me. His hot cum spilled in between my fingers and over the backside of my hand as we both groaned and moaned in union.
With my eyes struggling to stay open, I licked all of his cum off my fingers and hand.
“Damn that was intense as fuck.” He chuckled out of breath.
I couldn’t even produce words; I just laid back on the couch engulfed by the smell of his leather couch. The center of my forehead throbbed as I closed my eyes ready for a much-needed nap.
“I swear you do too much.” I mumbled lowly.
“I don’t feel like I’ve done enough.” He stood.
