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I lifted my shirt off and hung it on the hook on the wall. Closing my eyes, I remembered Braden and how he’d feverishly yanked my bra up over my breasts instead of taking it off. I did the same, letting the pain and discomfort turn me on.
My dark nipples weren’t hard…yet. What would Braden do about that? I was in his mind, thinking his thoughts.
What would he do to me?
He’d be gentle but rough at the same time.
I lifted two fingers to my lips and sucked on them, getting them wet with my spit, then brought them to my boobs and circled my nipples with soaked fingers. It felt good. It felt nice.
I so need to get fucked again.
Suddenly I wasn’t thinking of Braden. He was there with me. I could feel him behind me in the changing room. I could smell him, his sweet but masculine scent.
He shoved me against the wall and grabbed my bra, fumbling with the clasp until my breasts broke free, the cold department store air nipping at my tits.
He stepped back and stared at me, letting his eyes linger on my exposed breasts. He stared at me the way he did when I was naked in the forest surrounding the fair. He wanted me.
I reached up and grabbed the back of his head, gripping his hair in my fist, bringing his face closer to mine.
He gripped my right boob and shoved his tongue into my mouth.
Then his finger was at my crotch, just one, circling the spot where my swollen pussy lips lay just beneath the fabric. I gasped through smothered kisses.
His touch was smooth at first, gliding around my panties, rubbing at me with fervor. I could feel his struggle to hold back mixed with his desire to let loose.
His fingers twirled over my clit, around and around, then back over my pussy until suddenly my panties were too soaked for his fingers to slide around freely. My panties were wet and were climbing up through my folds and into my pussy. He wanted me so badly he was about to try and finger me with my panties on.
No, that won’t do.
I pulled them down, giving him all the free access he wanted. And he wanted it.
Damn, did he want it.
He dropped to his knees and his tongue found my clit. My back arched as he touched it for the first time. I was already close to exploding, a feat that had never been simple for me, but somehow since Braden’s rapture had become easier.
His tongue flicked at me, hitting me and backing off, hitting me and backing off, hitting me and…
Oh my God, I’m gonna come.
He pried my lips open and tongued my opening, stretching my lips open wider. It burnt but the sting felt so good.
Mmm yeah uh huh.
I squatted down a little, opening myself wider, my thighs burning as I held the position, making it easier on Braden but harder on myself. And his tongue dug deeper inside. He was fucking me with it, shoving it inside just an inch or so, as far as a tongue can go.
I wanted to come on his face. And I was close.
“I know how you want it,” he said. “I know how you like it now.”
Then he bent me over, driving my face into the bench, lifting my pussy up into the air.
He grabbed my ass and pulled each cheek, spreading me open again.
He teased me with his finger, circling it around my clit. Then he dipped it inside just a bit, just enough to send me over the edge.
I slapped the wall and fought to hold back my moan. I wanted to scream. How was he able to do this to me again and again?
When his finger shot all the way inside me, I couldn’t hold back any longer.
