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“My bad,” he says, glancing up at me. “I got carried away. You have me so fuckin’ horny.” He finds a gentle groove with his lips and tongue, teasing my nipples to an aching hardness that forces a moan to escape from the back of my throat.
My fingers, my vibrator, vie for my pussy’s warm, wet snugness.
“Why you fuckin’ with me? I wanna get up in that pussy, ma.”
“You can taste me; that’s it.” I scoot off the desk, leaving small puddles of cunt juice behind as I turn around and spread open my legs, then pull open my ass cheeks. I tell him to eat my pussy from the back. Remind him to not touch; to keep his hand on his dick, stroking it until it releases. Desmond kisses and nibbles all over my ass, before pressing his face in between my cheeks. His nose hits my asshole as he flicks his tongue across the back of my pussy. I push back against his face, slowly shake my hips side-to-side, ass-clapping his face. “Oh, yessssss...eat that pussy...you still stroking that fat dick for me?” He grunts, reaching up to grab my hips. I slap his hands down. “Don’t touch. Eat...”
The store phone starts ringing. I count the number of rings before the call rolls over into voice mail. It rings again. Desmond pulls his tongue out of me, leaving my pussy vacant.
“You wanna get that? It could be important.”
This is important! Whoever it is will have to call back. I glance back at him over my shoulder. He has a glazed smirk on his face. “No...put your tongue back in my pussy.” Without further words, he eats me out until my body shakes and I cream on his tongue.
When he is done gulping down my juices, he gets up off his knees, licking his lips. His meaty dick curved to the left. “Damn, girl, your pussy’s right. You so muthafuckin’ fine...fuck all this jerkin’ off shit...Let me hit that pussy...”
He walks over and picks up his underwear and sweats and tosses them up on the sofa. He turns to face me. I’m now sitting up on the edge of desk. My legs spread open. Pussy still ablaze, I beckon him to come closer to me.
I wrap my leg around his waist, draw him in. He gazes into my eyes. I match his lustful stare, reaching out for his hot cock. I stroke it. Then, without words, without permission, he finds my mouth with his and kisses me. I’m taken by surprise. But I don’t resist. I give into temptation. Give into desire. And allow his tongue to find mine. Before long, his hands are grasping tightly onto my hips, his fingers deep into my ass. I’ve let go of his swollen dick, wrapping my arms around his neck. My fingers get lost in the deep spin of his waves. I’ve gotten caught up in the moment. Have tossed rationale and reasoning out of the window. Dare myself to play Russian roulette. I feel him, this stranger, dark-chocolate flesh, sculpted and molded around layers of muscle, pressing his way into me—his dark brown cock sliding between my thighs; its tip inching its way into paradise.
I close my eyes, toss my head back. Allow the bullet to spin into the chamber. “I wanna feel my dick inside of you.”
Click.
The head of his dick pushes past resistance.
Click.
I hoist up my hips, arch my back. Give in to reckless abandon.
Click.
More dick slides in, stretching out apprehension.
Click.
“Ohhh, shit...you feel so good...aaah...this pussy’s so wet...”
Click.
My head starts to spin. My heart leaps in my chest. My body weakens. I am blindfolded, tiptoeing on the edge of a cliff, dancing along the edges of danger. The well in me rises and swells. I’m too caught up now. There’s no turning back.
Click.
He’s all the way inside of me now. “You feel so good,” he pants. “I can get lost in this pussy all day...”
I want to push him off. But I don’t want this feeling to stop. He uses his dick with skill, hitting my spot; just so. “Don’t cum in me,” I push out, a thread of panic stitching through my voice.
“Aaaaah, shit,” he groans against my ear. “I got you, ma... oooohhh, fuck...muthafuckin’ pussy’s so good.”
“Uhhhh
...oh yes, fuck me...”
He lifts me up off my desk and pounds himself in me, deep strokes jabbing away. I lock my arms around his neck and match his thrusts. His dick stabs at my spot. My pussy muscles violently contract. I’m screaming. He’s grunting and groaning.
“Oh, shit’s this pussy’s fiiiiyah...oh fuck...”
A wave of burning heat whips through my wet basin. And, before long, my cunt cries out, spewing hot, boiling juices. I cum, coating his dick and squirting streams of steamy pleasure, knowing that after today nothing will ever be the same.
