He could taste me, fuck me, slut me out if he wanted to. It didn’t matter to me as long as he did something to help put out the fire that blazed in my body.
“Yes. Please.”
Major pushed my leggings and panties down, then used his tongue to lick down the middle of my chest, to my belly button. He twirled his tongue inside my belly button before he continued further. I opened my legs wider and looked down at him.
“You gonna watch me eat this pussy?”
I leaned up on my elbows. “Ye—” My answer was cut off by him sucking on my clit.
I dropped my head back and closed my eyes.
“Look at me, Tumy. Watch me eat.” He lowered himself to my pussy again and French kissed my lower lips, occasionally pulling my clit into his mouth.
I struggled to keep my eyes open, but every time I closed them, Major bit my clit.
“I told you to watch me. I want you to remember who made you cum the way I’m about to.”
He slid a finger into my ass, then used another one to apply pressure on my clit. Major’s tongue did the rest of the work. It felt too damn good. I moved my hips off the couch.
“Shit.”
Major stared into my eyes as he licked my pussy like we hadn’t just eaten breakfast. When I felt my stomach clench, I leaned back against the couch.
I pushed Major’s head as my butt clenched around his fingers, and I let out a scream that probably was heard in the other cabins. Bright lights exploded behind my eyes. I pulled Major’s hair and gripped the sheets with my other hand.
“Fuck. Fuck.” It felt like I wouldn’t stop cumming.
Major moaned against my pussy while he continued to lick me until I stopped shaking. Who ate pussy like that? I couldn’t move. It was like he got pleasure out of pleasing me.
Major removed his fingers from inside of me and wiped his mouth. He kissed my lips, then got off the couch.
“Let me get something to clean you off with.”
“Okay.” I couldn’t form any other words.
I closed my eyes as I waited for him to come back.
Tumyand I sat on the couch facing each other after I ate her pussy. I hadn’t planned on it when I offered her hot chocolate. When that door was partially opened, I stepped through that bitch with no problem. Granted, her comment about the hot chocolate didn’t relate to the question I asked, but it was close enough. She smelled like cookies. How could I not want a taste? A good fucking taste it was too. I could have eaten that shit longer if I didn’t think she was going to pass out. Tumy’s shit was like water. Not taste-wise, but wet. So damn wet. My dick was hard, but I controlled it.
“You sure it ain’t a nigga somewhere waiting for your call?” With a pussy that tasted that good, somebody had to be coming crazy behind her. If she were my girl, I would have been.
She glanced toward the fire, and my jaw ticked. If she were about to tell me that she had a man, I might spazz.
“Not really. I have a sometime person, but I planned on breaking things off with him.”
“Sometime? Is he your boyfriend?”
“No. We just messed around from time to time. What about you?”
I didn’t like the feeling I got when she mentioned another dude. I wasn’t going to worry about it either. Thanks to hunting, my aim was good from any distance, so if I had to put a hole in his neck, I would. I wasn’t some street dude, but I wasn’t a slouch either.
I shook my head at my crazy ass thoughts. I’d only had a taste, and I was ready to body a nigga. Couldn’t imagine if she’d let me slide in that wet shit.
“Nobody worth being concerned about.” I wasn’t with Tammy or anybody else. I never gave anybody a reason to think things were more than they were.
I picked up the remote and put some music on the television.
“I hear you. How long have you been an HVAC tech?”
