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“Stay like that and don’t move.”
Then I remembered the last time I’d tried to fuck him and I was afraid. Until he dropped to his knees. The smack surprised me but stung deliciously.
“Oh fuck,” I said. “Again.”
He slapped my ass again. Then he pried open my legs. His giant hands clawed my ass and pussy, stretching them wide. He hoisted my ass up in the air and buried his mouth in me. His nose pressed into my asshole and felt fucking awesome.
His tongue. It dug into me, fucking me. He wasn’t soft and slow like most guys. He wanted to taste me and wanted to go as deep as his mouth would allow. The slurping sound was s
uch a fucking turn on.
“Mmm,” he said. Then slurp. “Mmm.” Slurp.
I was dripping onto his lips and he was licking it up.
My mouth hung open in the mirror and my eyes rolled back. I was in heaven. Braden Bot was eating the shit out of me. I reconsidered my plan to ditch the guy. I could definitely go for this treatment more often.
“I told you I like pie,” he said.
It was cheesy but I didn’t care.
“Eat my pie,” I said.
I can’t believe I told you guys that. But I said it. I know. Shut up.
He plowed his mouth into me like he had something to prove. He wanted me to know he was worth it. And damn he was worth it. His tongue twirled inside me, licking all around my hole and then out where it danced back and forth over my pussy lips. His thumb pressed against my asshole and the pressure was insane.
I couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t stand up. My legs shook and his tongue went deeper inside me, licking at my insides, scooping out the fire inside my pussy.
Then he pulled away, stood up, and I watched through the mirror as he prepared to enter me.
“Oh God no,” escaped my lips. “I can’t. I physically can’t.”
“Shh, it’s alright,” he assured me.
No, it’s not fucking alright. Don’t you remember the last time when you nearly ripped me in half?
Then he stuck two fingers in his mouth, wet them, and put them inside me. It felt incredible. His two fingers were so big they were more like the dicks I was used to. A whimper shot from my lips and I thought I might cry as the emptiness inside was filled by his incredible fucking fingers.
He fucked me with his hand and I backed into him, burying them all the way to his knuckles, bucking my hips like I would if he had me bent over doggy style. My tits shook and my mouth hung open. In the mirror I thought I must look ridiculous to him, but he was grinning and shoving his hand into me. He loved it.
“Yes,” I whispered. “Fuck, yes. Fuck me.”
As soon as the words left my mouth I wished I could grab the tail end of them and pull them back in, like Indiana Jones reaching for his hat as the stone wall came crashing down. It was too late. The request was out. I meant fuck me with your fingers but he took it as an invitation, THE invitation he’d been waiting for.
He pulled out his fingers and gripped his cock at its base. The mirror reflection wouldn’t let me see him well enough so I turned, looking over my shoulder, and saw the determined expression on his face. His eyes zeroed in on me and his tongue swiped his bottom lip. He’d been waiting for this moment.
“We can do this,” he said. “Just relax.”
I breathed deep and couldn’t control myself. I thought I might hyperventilate as the fear of being ripped open consumed me.
“We can do this,” he repeated.
Then I felt his head at my lips. He was going for it…and I was letting him. I was too horny to stop him. I wanted it. I wanted to feel that big dick push its way into me. At least that’s what I thought.
“Go slow,” I warned him.
“Of course, baby,” he said.
