Page 77 of Carnal Fantasies


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“Yeah, I bet you do,” Shawna said as she pulled his pants all the way off then grabbed ahold of his cock and used it to pull him up from the couch. “Too bad you haven’t earned it yet.”

Dragging him along by his cock, she led him out of the living room and into his bedroom, where she threw him down onto the bed. With his back lying on the covers and his head towards the ceiling, she pulled her clothes off, then climbed onto the bed, one leg on either side of his body. She walked forward until her legs were straddling his head, her hips directly above his face. Her shaved pussy was glistening with wetness.

“You like what you see?” Shawna asked, staring down at him.

“Yes mistress,” Peter said.

“Good,” she said. “Because you’re about to get a closer look.”

Before Peter could figure out what she meant, Shawna was squatting down above him, lowering her pussy towards his face until it was mere inches from his mouth.

“Take a deep breath,” Shawna said, and then she dropped her pussy straight onto his mouth and nose, smothering him. “Now breath,” she said.

So Peter did, taking her sweet, musky odor into his lungs.

She let out a low moan and started grinding her pussy onto his face, pushing down on him. Her pussy was dripping juices, soaking his entire face.

“Stick out your tongue,” she said, her voice full of pleasure.

Peter did as Peter was told, pushing his tongue out as far as it would go and holding it there, tight and firm.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Shawna said as she ran her pussy forward and back on his face, riding his tongue with her wet snatch.

Opening his eyes, Peter looked up the length of her body. He was able to catch a glimpse of her leaning forward, her hands on the wall for leverage, her face screwed up in a look of intense pleasure and her hair flying everywhere as she rode his face with reckless abandon.

A string of obscenities escaped from her mouth along with her moans and groans, which were rapidly increasing in pitch and tone. “Holy fucking shit,” she said, running them together so it sound like one word. “Goddamn that feels so fucking incredible.”

Shawna grinded away on his face, pressing down harder than ever, forcing his tongue deeper inside her pussy while she hammered away at him, her body moving faster and faster and her groans growing louder and louder until her entire body seemed to be shaking above him.

She froze up for just a moment, then released in an aggressive spasm, riding his tongue for another few seconds while an orgasm coursed through her body. Juices squirted out of her pussy, drenching his face and filling his mouth. Peter coughed and sputtered but not before he swallowed some down.

Laughing, Shawna climbed off his face. She scooted then dropped her body down onto his, her head just below his chin, their flesh pressed together.

“See,” she said. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

“Bad?” Peter said. “That was fun as hell.”

“You actually liked it?”

“Hell yes,” Peter said. “I loved it.”

“So you wouldn’t mind doing it again sometime?”

“I’ll probably be begging you to sit on my face again next time we get together.”

Smiling, Shawna clapped her hands together. “That’s so good to hear,” she said. “I was afraid you weren’t going to enjoy me pushing you around like that.”

“Well, you were wrong,” Peter said. “Now, if you don’t mind—”

“Returning the favor by making you cum?” Shawna said.

Peter nodded.

She smiled. “It would be my pleasure. But the rules are the same. You just have to lay there and let me have control.”

“I think I can handle that.”

“Good,” she said, leaning forward to give him a kiss. “Then just sit tight and let me do my thing.”

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