Where did this girl come from? She took the length of me back into her mouth, into her throat. The sounds coming from deep within her turned me on in a way I’d never experienced.
I wanted to hear her gagging.
I wanted to see the tears coming from her eyes.
I wanted to see the spit dripping from her mouth down my dick.
“Mare,” I said, with a warning in my voice, “if you don’t stop, I’m gonna come.”
She didn’t stop. Her head bounced up and down in a steady rhythm as my fingers gripped her hair. Every muscle in my body tensed as my cum shot against her tongue and down her throat. I held her head in place until my last shudder.
As my body relaxed, I almost felt the need to slide to the floor. But Maryellen stood, and my attention was drawn to her body as she did. My hand went to her breast as my mouth landed on hers. Our tongues battled, neither caring who won the fight.
I tasted the remnants of me on her.
My hand moved to her ass, and I decided it was long overdue that her jeans come off. Lifting her, I gently placed her on the couch. Going to my knees, I took her leg and extended it to remove her shoe. Repeating that on the other side, my hand lingered on her foot. Both hands then traveled up the length of her leg, slowly, to the waist of her jeans. After undoing the button, I pulled them from her waist while she lifted her bottom.
They went nowhere. There was nothing I could do to get them down while she was sitting on the couch. I dropped my head in her lap in defeat.
“So much for trying to be sexy,” I told her.
She laughed as she stood and peeled them off her body. They weren’t even skintight, but they were tight enough that they weren’t coming off the way I wanted them to.
“Next time,” she said. “I promise I’ll have something on that’s easier to remove.”
She fell onto the couch, and I stared down at her. Her face lit up with a smile for me as she lay there looking sexy as hell in her white bra and panties. They had tiny lace edges, making them look chaste and erotic at the same time. No idea how she pulled that off, but she did.
“As hot as you look right now in this, I want you out of it,” I said.
Reaching behind, I flicked open the bra. She let it fall from her shoulders, revealing her breasts. My fingers brushed along the full tops of both, watching as her nipples hardened from my touch. My thumb rubbed across the tip, her back arching in response.
As she lifted from the couch, her hips and ass rose toward me as an offering. My hand slid over the smooth skin of her stomach, down to the band of her panties. One finger slipped under the lacy cotton, and a tiny gasp escaped her.
Encouragement.
With both hands, I gripped the material at her hips and pulled it down her legs and off to the floor.
“I’m going to fuck you, babe. The way you looked at me the whole time I was on stage, I’ve been thinking of doing this since then.”
Her eyes locked on mine. The heavy-lidded, alluring look a repeat from before, was all the encouragement I needed.
Spreading her apart, I dove between her legs. My mouth landed on her pussy, licking from top to bottom, getting her wet. Getting her ready.
“I need to get my wallet,” I whispered as I pulled away, but she grabbed my arm.
“No,” she said. “I have an IUD. And it’s just us now, right? I’m clean, Chase. Are you?”
As I nodded, she reached down and gripped my dick, guiding it between her legs. I stopped her by gripping her hips and flipped her over, her ass up in the air. She yelped when I smacked her bottom, then rubbed herself against me.
“I love this ass.” I smacked it again.
She tilted her head to look over her shoulder.
“I’m glad you do.”
She was on all fours against the couch as I rubbed my cock along the slit of her opening, pushing inside her slowly. Being bare, feeling her, all of her, was utterly amazing. She tried to force herself onto me, but I held her in place at her waist.
This was going to be on my terms.
