“Where to start with you?” I lick my lips as I look at her tits one more time. I don’t know why, but the idea of a quick fuck on her couch just isn’t doing it for me. Blair deserves to be devoured. “Bedroom?” I ask, arching an eyebrow at her. She goes to get off my lap, but I hold her still, collecting her ass in the palms of my hands. Her legs wrap around my waist as I stand, and she directs me up the stairs to her bedroom.
Her room is far more feminine than I expected it to be. A mix of dark grays and greens, a large king bed in the center with a soft-looking emerald and black blanket. She has a ridiculous amount of plants along the wall and hanging from the ceiling. Her slate gray dresser houses a variety of crystals and other trinkets. But the most surprising item in her room is a large ball python sitting inside of the wall length terrarium.
She must see my gaze take in the creature, her arms still wrapped around my shoulders. “He’s my familiar. Does it bother you?”
“I’ve never heard of a witch with a snake for a familiar.”
She shrugs her shoulders again. “His name is Fez.”
“Doesn’t bother me. Will it bother him?”
Blair grins at me before kissing me softly. You wouldn’t think Blair as being someone soft and needy. An egotistical part of me hopes that this part of her has been reserved for me.
“I believe you mentioned something about tasting me?” she whispers by the shell of my ear, making me smile.
“Is that what you want, babe? You want my mouth on this wet pussy. I bet when I put you down, I’ll have a wet spot on my pants.”
“Please, daddy,” she whispers and I shiver. I place her down on her back on her soft bed. Her tits bounce with the motion and her skirt flips up, covering her waist. I debate heavily on making her take the skirt off or not.It can stay.
Blair shimmies further up the bed, propping herself up on her elbows to watch as I lie on my stomach and kiss my way up her smooth calves. She shivers as my fingers graze the back of her knees, bringing myself closer and closer to where she wants me. Her magic nearly radiates off her skin. It’s calling to me like a beacon. I’ve never been so drawn or turned on in my life. I need every piece of her.
I part her legs wider, my teeth grazing the skin of her thigh. My thumb drags her wetness over her clit and I groan.
“So fucking wet, little witch. Such a pretty pussy.” She moans at my words and her eyes follow my movements. I kiss her outer lips before taking a slow, deep swipe of her cunt from her opening to her clit. Her flavor hits my tongue, and I hum in approval. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.
I push my face harder against her pussy as I savor her with slow flicks of my tongue. Her thighs twitch when I do something she likes and I make mental notes of how to bring her pleasure. Blair has stopped trying to hold herself on her elbows as her head rests on a pillow and her forearm covers her eyes.
I’m about to stop and ask her if she’s okay when her nails sink into my hair, pushing my head harder against her, taking that as a sign to continue. I thrust my erection into her soft sheets and groan against her pussy as her cum fills my mouth and drips onto my beard. I unwrap my fingers from one of her thighs and push two fingers inside of her warm cunt. She’s so tight as she flutters against my fingers.
“Fuck, Dax. I’m going to come.”
My tongue lavishes her clit. I wonder how many times I can make her come like this. How swollen I can make her clit from sucking on it continuously. The idea makes me moan as I suck on her nub even harder. Her back arches above the mattress, her fingers tightly grip my hair and her left thigh is nearly pressed against my face.
“Fuck, fuck. You feel so good,” she chants and I don’t let up for a moment on her pussy. Fingering her and sucking her clit. I curl my fingers inside of her and her whole body shakes, her pussy gripping my fingers, and she’s nearly ripping my hair out with how tight a hold she has on it. Her wetness covers my chin and I only stop when I feel her body go slack.
Blair is panting. Her forearm is still covering her eyes. I remove her arm and she looks at me with wide-purple eyes. I swipe some of the wetness off my face with my forearm as I grab her by the hips and give her a grin. I don’t mention her eyes, even though they’re gorgeous, it’s obvious it’s an insecurity for her.
“I’m not done with you, little witch.”
“You have too many clothes on,” she says while grabbing the hem of my t-shirt. Loving her eagerness, I let her take my shirt off. Her soft fingers trail my chest as she looks at me with awe. Now that she has more control over herself, her eyes have gone back to a soft brown.
She trails a few of my tattoos with the pad of her thumb and licks her lips.
“What do you want, pet?”
“Fuck me, please.”
“Mmm, but what if I want to play more?” I slide my two fingers inside of her pussy, and she gasps, making eye contact with me. She goes to look away, and I click my tongue. “None of that, babe. Look at me while I get this pussy ready to take daddy’s fat cock.”
She faces me again and licks her lips. I can’t help it when I lean forward and kiss her roughly. She’s so wet that the only sound that fills the room is her cunt sucking my fingers in and out.
“Dax, please,” she nearly whispers, and I’m fucking gone.Playtime is over.
Groaning, I stop fucking her with my hand. She winces from the loss, and I smirk at her.
“You fucking undo me, little witch.” I unclasp the buckle and push my pants and briefs down. My weeping cock springing free. Blair gasps when she sees it. When Satan gives you a corporeal body, sure enough, he’s going to give you a nice dick.
I stroke myself slowly as she appreciates my length and lifts her weight back on her elbows to watch me hungrily. I use my thumb to swipe some of the precum and fuck my fist harder. I think I might just come from having her watch me touch myself.
