Page 56 of Queen of the Pole

“Fuck. Damn… Ima nut,” I groaned, trying to move her head out of the way, but she locked down on my shit, not wanting to be moved.

She let it bust in her mouth, only to spit it out on the dick, and slurp that shit back up. Like she didn’t just do that nasty ass shit, she kissed the head and looked at me with an innocent smile on her face.

“You dangerous. Come here. Let me eat that pussy,” I instructed, fully prepared for my tongue to get to work.

Deja wiped her mouth with her hand, and then she stood up. She removed her pajama bottoms and panties. Now I had the perfect visual of her naked body. Body was out of this world. The same way I needed a moment to stare at her titties in awe is the same way that I needed a moment to take in her body.

I got the most out of the looks and then tapped my thigh. That’s where I wanted her to put her foot. She did that, and the bruises that I saw on her legs and thighs, I kissed them. I kissed them, and then that pretty pussy was right in my face. Not a trace of hair. Prettiest pussy I ever seen.

I didn’t want her to fall back, or even try to run from my tongue, so I placed my hands on her hips, holding her in place, and dove in…eating her. Deja’s pussy tasted the exact way that I expected all pussy to taste. I wasn’t in between her legs, tasting fruity scents or other scents that I knew a woman wasn’t supposed to use down there anyways. Her pussy tasted natural. Her scent was natural. Her juices were pure. I got a hold of her clit with just my lips and softly sucked.

“Hmmmm…. Wolffff… you eating me soooo goodddd,” she cried out, her head down, looking at me.

The palm of her hands were planted onto my shoulders, holding herself up, as she fed that pussy to me. Her shit was like water. That’s how wet she was. When I noticed that a lot of her juices were seeping out, I removed my lips from her pussy for a second, and licked the juices that slipped down her thighs, dragging my tongue back up, and started feasting on her again.

“Oh fuckkkk… oh fuckkk… Baby…. I’m cuminggggg,” she moaned in pure ecstasy, gripping my shoulders even tighter, and that pussy started letting loose.

In so little time, I’d become addicted to her taste, so even with me knowing that she came, I didn’t pull away. I got a hold of that clit again and just lapped at it. Deja never ran from my tongue, either. She stood her ass up and continued feeding that shit to me.

With just my tongue, and no fingers inside of her, I was able to make her cum for a second time. The second orgasm was a powerful one. That was the one that had her snapping her legs closed and pushing my head away. I gave her pussy a break, falling back into the chair, and I slouched down a little bit.

The juices that I could feel on the corners of my mouth, I sticked my tongue out to catch it, and finished tasting it. Deja came closer to me, putting all that ass in my lap again, and she placed her arms around my neck.

“That tongue is dangerous. Is that dick dangerous too?” she asked me, her face right in front of mine.

“I’ll fuck your world up with this dick, baby,” I let her know.

“It’s fucked up already. Fuck it up some more,” she said, and that shit made me laugh.

I picked her up, holding her by her ass. I slipped my feet back into my slides and carried her in the house. The entire time that I walked with her, she was holding onto me tightly, and placing kisses on my neck, and ear.

Never really wanting to show her what my next move was, I took my hands off her ass, so that I could use one arm to wrap around her waist, holding her up. With my free hand, I went in with three fingers, slowly easing them into that pussy from behind as I walked with her, and she moaned beautifully in my ear.

She didn’t expect my fingers to go inside her, so she flinched at first, and then relaxed. I knew the size dick that I was working with, so this was my way of trying to open her up some more as I carried her up the stairs.

The pussy was tight. Tight, and silky. Juices were dripping down my fingers, as I was now walking up the steps with her.

“Wolffffff,” she removed her head from the crook of my neck, so she could look at me.

I paused on the steps, my eyes glued to her.

“What happened? Tell me,” I wanted to know.

Right here, on the staircase, both not wearing any clothes, I was working that pussy out with just my fingers. These fingers alone was fuckin with her head. She couldn’t even tell me why she just moaned my name like that.

“If you gone cum, tell me. Prepare me for what the fuck is about to happen,” I talked shit to her.

“Shittttttt….. Right there….” she screamed.

“Where? Right here?” I asked, finding that spot, and plunging my fingers deeper, and faster. I already knew where the spot was. I just wanted her to tell me.

“Okayyyyy…. Okayyyy…. Baby thereeeee…. I’m cumingggg,” she screeched, doing exactly what I intended on that pussy doing.

Her head crashed back into my neck, and as she went through her post nut, she hummed in my ear. Hummed, and shook the entire time that I carried her up the stairs.

I took her to my bedroom. Walked over to my dresser, pulled out a couple of condoms, and dropped her little ass down on the bed. She could have waited for me to tell her what position to get in, but she did it on her own. She got down on her hands and knees, coming all the way to the edge of the bed, waiting for me. She was perfectly positioned.

The only thing I changed was grabbing her hands, placing each of them on the back of her ankles. She looked at me over her shoulder, seeing as I was slipping the condom on. The second I had it on perfectly, I slid it up and down the back of her wet pussy, and slipped in. The same hands that I placed on her ankles for her, she tried to move them. Seeing that she did that, I slapped her on her ass.