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“Delicious,” he tells me with a grin, his hand once again sliding to between my legs and finding my wet folds. “I want to taste more of that,” he continues, brushing his fingers up and down my labia. He starts to circle my clitoris with his index finger, tracing a path around it and then pressing down as I arch my back, my body fully knowing that I won’t leave this room before I’m utterly and completely spent.
I start to move my hips, lifting my ass up from the mattress as I push my pussy against his hand. He reacts by letting go of my clit—turning his wrist around, he hurriedly slides his index and middle finger inside of me. Moving both fingers back and forth, he guides his free hand to my waist, sliding it under my blouse and making the hike up to my breasts; his fingers curl around my right breast and he starts to pull on the cup of my bra. As my hard nipple pops out, he grabs it in a heartbeat, caressing and pressing it between his fingers.
My hands move as if they have a consciousness of their own, and I grab my blouse by the hemline. Sitting up awkwardly, I pull it over my head and throw it to the side, Arsen’s eyes honing on my chest’s naked skin. Before I can lie back
again, his hand goes to my back and he unclasps my bra with a masterful flick of his fingers, pushing the straps down my shoulders. Biting my lower lip, I push the bra down my arms, letting it fall on the bed as Arsen’s hand cups my breasts eagerly, moving from one to the other, his fingers squeezing my fleshy curves harshly.
“We’re just warming up,” he tells me as he starts fingering me harder, flicking his wrist so fast that I already feel my insides start to clench.
“I love to warm up,” I grin at him, once again biting on my lip as I slide one hand down my stomach and press on my clit with two fingers. I start to rub myself as he fingers me, electricity pooling in my muscles.
My eyes start to close as I feel all that electricity aching to be set free, and my fingers move even faster over my clit. Feeling me near to pleasure’s peak, Arsen slides his fingers deeper in me, hooking them upward and pressing against my G-spot. I arch my back, my own fingers flying over my clit as sparks of ecstasy explode inside of me. I breathe out deeply, a quivering moan tumbling out of my lips the moment I open my mouth.
“Oh, God…” I whisper, Arsen’s fingers starting to move once more. He doesn’t let me recover from my first orgasm, but by now I’m already used to it - besides, why would I want to rest? Even though we now have the rest of our lives to explore each others bodies, I don’t want to waste one single minute.
I reach for his crotch again, my hand massaging his cock before I focus on his belt; I unbuckle it as fast as I can and then I unbutton his pants, my brain trying hard to focus on the task at hand. The moment the last button comes undone his cock pushes against my hand, tenting his boxer briefs; I just hook my fingers on his underwear, pushing both his pants and boxers down to his knees. He kicks off his shoes in a hurry and I do the rest, pushing all the fabric down his legs and onto the floor.
I grin wildly, his fingers never easing up. Wanting to see his naked body in all its glory, I reach for the collar of his shirt and I start unbuttoning it as fast as I can, my eyes hungrily travelling down his chest as it comes into sight. It doesn’t take long for me to be entranced by his rock hard abs, each muscle of his like a perfect monument to manhood.
My elbows on the mattress, I sit up on the bed and reach for his cock. I curl my fingers tightly around his shaft and I start to stroke it, matching the rhythm of his own fingers. I lean in, my lips parting as I move toward his cock; I want to feel him inside my mouth, his member pulsing against my tongue as it rolls over my lips. I’m almost there when he grabs me by the air, stopping me just one inch away from his glans.
“Who told you to do that?” He asks me with a smirk, slowly taking his fingers out of my pussy. “I didn’t tell you I wanted my cock sucked, did I?”
“No, sir,” I mutter, my eyes hesitantly going from his cock to his face. I know what he’s doing, and it’s driving me completely crazy. He knows that I want to feel him, so he’s just torturing me with pent-up anticipation.
“That’s right,” he grins, slightly easing the pressure of his fingers on my hair. I let my head go forward by instinct, and he just grabs me harshly again. “You just can’t help yourself, can you?”
“I… I can’t. I want it so much,” I tell him, licking my lips as I imagine my tongue running down his shaft. God, I want to taste him so damn much.
“Then you’ll have t o wait. Because I want to taste you first.” He pushes me back on top of the mattress then, not saying one more word. His fingers on the hem of my skirt, he pushes it down my legs furiously, flinging it to some faraway corner of the room. He leans into me then, his hungry lips laying hurried kisses down my neck and into my breasts. Kissing the curve of my right breast, he sucks my nipple inside his mouth, twirling his tongue around it as he squeezes my other breast. He doesn’t linger there, though: in a few seconds he’s kissing down my stomach and over my navel, only stopping his descent when his lips find my wet folds.
My hands dart to his head, and this time I’m the one yanking on his hair. As I hold his head, I thrust upward, pressing my pussy against his mouth. He obliges to my desires willingly: opening his mouth as wide as possible, he sucks on my labia, running his tongue all over the length of my pussy. Up and down he goes, the pendulum motion of his tongue forcing me to close my eyes as my heart pounds against my eardrums. I sway my hips from side to side, rubbing my drenched pussy all over his face as he keeps licking me.
I gasp as he flicks his tongue against my clitoris, brushing two of his fingers over my folds. In the blink of an eye, he slides them inside me, curling them upwards until they meet my G-spot once again. He knows every secret little spot—in and out of my body—and he isn’t afraid to go after them.
My hands run through his hair as he devours me, his tongue lapping at my clitoris so intensely my muscles start to burn, the hellfire of pleasure waking up inside of me. The flames of ecstasy rage harder as he places his hands on the back of my knees and forces my legs up, angling them so that he can ravage my pussy completely, it doesn’t take long for my muscles to start twitching menacingly. I’m going to come again, and it’s going to happen soon.
My fingers are like thorns on his hair but he doesn’t complain: he just sucks as hard as possible, keeping his fingers pressed tightly against my G-spot. I grit my teeth and breath out through them, my muscles tensing up and down in a fraction of a second. I close my eyes and moan, thrusting as hard as I can against his mouth while a violent orgasm rages through me, endorphins overloading my nerve endings.
“I want you… in my mouth,” I manage to say, looking down at Arsen. He’s still between my thighs, holding my legs up. “I want you in my mouth,” I repeat as he lowers my legs, his eyes never leaving mine. Slowly, he pulls back from my pussy, my juices dripping down his chin.
“How bad do you want it? How bad do you want my cock inside that little mouth of yours, Ash?” He’s getting up now, climbing up on top of me. With each of his knees by my side, he kneels over me, grabbing his cock and pointing it toward my mouth; it’s just a few inches away so I crane my neck, trying to reach for it.
“Bad. I want it bad,” I mutter. Taking pity on me, he brushes his glans against my lips, moving it from side to side as I open my mouth slightly. Patiently, he allows his shaft to slide inside of me, the salty taste of his precum flooding me. With his hands on my hair once again, he guides the movements of my head, making me go back and forth over his throbbing member. I keep doing it until the muscles in my neck start to hurt, and then he takes the lead: keeping my head in place he starts to thrust, his shaft going in and out of me at a breakneck speed. I moan as he fucks my mouth, the sound of it travelling up my throat and vibrating through his cock.
Then, no warning at all, he stops and pulls his cock out of my mouth. Without a word, he rolls to the side and lays his back on the mattress.
“Let’s make this more interesting,” he says, that contagious grin of his making my pulse quicken. He doesn’t even need to explain, I just know what he wants me to do. Moving fast, I sit up and turn around, my ass to him; I open my legs and move toward him, placing my knees on the side of his head. I ease myself down, his mouth once more on my pussy as I lean forward, grabbing his cock by the root. Pointing his shaft upward, I open my mouth and let it roll over my lips.
My hips are being guided by unconscious desire, the strings of sinful pleasure working me like a puppet. I rub my pussy against his mouth as I suck on him, and we pleasure each other like that for God knows how long, the notion of time just an abstract concept now. Seconds stretch into minutes, and minutes seem like a whole eternity - all that matters right now is the way he’s pushing his tongue past my folds, and the way his thickness pulses against my tongue. I could say that there’s nothing better than having in my mouth, but I just can’t ignore the fact that it feels much better when it’s buried deep inside my pussy.
Riding his face, I only stop when my pussy starts to tighten up, waves of pleasure crash against the edges of my mind and, before I know it, I’m coming again. We have
n’t even started fucking and I’m already coming for the third time. If the Olympics of Sex were a thing, Arsen and I would be gold medalists; I have no doubt about it.
I pull his cock out of my mouth, a deep moan bouncing off the walls the moment his tip pops out. My eyes roll in their orbits, static electricity running under my skin as every single muscle in my body twitches and trembles.
Sighing deeply, I roll to the side, my arms sprawled as I lay on the mattress by his side. I look at him, grinning, and press my mouth against his; he pushes his tongue past my lips and I taste my pussy’s juices in him, their flavor giving me renewed energy. I bite my lower lip and sit up on the bed, once again climbing on top of him. Straddling him, I point his cock toward my pussy and ease myself down; but before I can guide his length home, he grabs me by the waist, stopping me from doing it.
