I kicked off my dress, heels, and stockings in quick succession, leaving nothing but a barely-there bra and the tiniest thong.
“Want to help me out of this?” Alistair teased, shrugging his open shirt down to reveal dark blue boxers clinging to his hips.
I let my eyes roam over his chest, all lean muscle narrowing to a wickedly tight waist. The ridges of his abs looked carved, every line begging to be touched. Twirling a lock of hair, I grinned. “Damn, I could legit do my laundry on those abs.”
“Vera,” Alistair warned, “you’re a very naughty girl.”
“Why’s that, Mister Scott?” I asked, snaking my hand down his cotton boxers.Bingo.I felt a hard cock, only to have my fingers removed and smacked.
“I asked you to take your bra and panties off, and you didn’t listen. Get rid of them.Now,” Alistair grabbed his belt from his pants, bundled it up, and shifted his pose. He slapped the belt on his other palm to signal what was coming if I didn’t behave.
I tilted my head to one side, laughed softly, and removed my bra.
“Fuuck. You’re stunning.” Alistair shook his head, smirking. “I haven’t seen a pair of natural tits like these for a while.”
We paused, eyes locked, heat crackling between us. The look he gave me was pure hunger.
“Your tits are incredible. Your dark nipples are big enough to suck on,” he remarked, stepping closer. “Let me touch them.” He threw his belt on the bed and weighed my breasts in his hands, kneading them.
His thumbs rubbed my nipples, tight and taut. “So ripe for the picking,” he drawled.
A moan slipped out as he nipped at my neck and rolled my nipple between his fingers. His mouth closed around it, sucking hard, sending sparks straight through me. His free hand yanked off my thong and found my clit, rubbing slow and deep until I gasped, body lighting up with want.
“So delicious,” he breathed against my nipple, then suckled hard.
YOU TASTE LIKE CANDY
Vera
Alistair released my nipple from his mouth and let go of my breasts, making me whimper for more.
“Would you like to play a little game, sweetheart?” he asked, throwing off his boxers. Out sprang a thick, long cock jutting from a nest of pubic curls.
“Talking about your snake, huh?” I tilted my head, revealing a naughty smile.
He smirked. “He’s all yours tonight, babe. Handle him however you want.”
“Let me kiss him,” I said, massaging his velvet-smooth length, toying with the bald tip.
“Fuck, you’re born for this,” he groaned.
Gripping the shaft, I kneeled before him and looked up. “Tell me, Daddy. Would you like the blowjob of your life?”
Alistair grinned down at me. “Only if it’s from the woman I can’t get out of my head.”
“Mmm, this is exactly where I want to be,” I purred, breathing in his addictive scent. My lips brushed his tip, and hetwitched under the touch. A bead of pre-cum welled up, and I caught it on my tongue, savoring the taste as he shivered for me.
“That’s it. Use your dirty, pouty mouth,” Alistair grabbed my messy hair. “You like eating cock, don’t you, sweetheart?”
“I love your big Daddy cock,” I gushed between licks and sucks.
“Good. Suck on the head. Keep moving your hands up and down my shaft. That’s it, my good girl.”
“You taste like candy, Mister Scott.” I teased his tip with my tongue, swirling it like he was my favorite popsicle, hungry for every drop he’d give me.
“Keep doing that. Don’t stop.” Alistair gripped my hand to speed up the pace. My lips tightened, intensifying my sucks as my tongue flicked the smooth tip of his uncircumcised cock. His groans grew louder as I took him in deeper, devouring as much as I could.
“Oh fuck, Vera. You suck me like a dream,” he groaned, grabbing my hair. “Gonna swallow for me, sweetheart?”
