Page 43 of Between the Sheets

I moan. “Ooooh, yes. Yes. Yes. Mmmm.”

“Keep reading,” he murmurs. He fucks me with his tongue, then laps at my slit, then my lips, then wriggles the tip of his tongue across my clit.

I draw in a breath, bite my lip, and choke back a groan. “N-no. I-I can’t. Think. Can’t. Focus. Oooh…” I try to steady my breathing. I fight to keep reading. To keep from stuttering out words, but it’s for naught. Marcel kisses my pussy. His tongue circles it slow and steady, tracing my swollen folds. Then curls deep inside.

My eyes snap shut, then flutter open as he urges me toward an orgasm.

“Read,” he says into my juicy cunt.

“?‘I l-let out a s-soft moan. With there being no windows or circulating air, the control room held the pungent scent of my wet pussy. The smell heightened my arousal, intensifying my need for a long, hard pounding. I swallowed the thick remnants of Martinez’s cum that clung onto my tonsils as I reached for Corbett’s cock. I wanted, needed, my pussy ate, ass tongued, and to be fucked from the back on all fours with both of my arms pulled back, like reins. I wanted it rough. I wanted my hair pulled and my ass spanked, hard, until it reddened and bruised. I wanted these two no-good, dirty motherfuckers to treat me like the kinky little cumslut I was…’?”

Marcel’s tongue dances and skips across my sensitive folds.

I gasp, then keep reading.

“?‘A thread of precum dripped from his dick. My mouth watered, and I licked away his sticky nectar. Then sucked the head of his dick into my mouth…”’

Marcel groans into my cunt. “Mmmm. This sweet muthafuckin’ pussy.” He lifts his gaze to me. “Don’t stop now.”

He curls his tongue inside me and strokes my clit, causing my eyes and mouth to gape. He presses his middle finger inside, then a second finger, curling them forward into wet heat, finding the crinkly ridges at the front as he cups my clit with his tongue, then flicks it before sucking it into his mouth.

My eyelids pop open wide.

My inner walls spasm.

My iPad hits the carpeted floor.

Fuck a manuscript. Fuck trying to stay focused. Marcel strums a sweet, slow symphony with his fingers, pressing into my G-spot. My cunt and clit throbs, tingles, pulses as he taunts my insides.

My orgasm rises, tightens in my belly, and spreads through my body. My wet pussy swallows Marcel’s fingers. A deep throb sweeps through me. And I groan. And growl. And grunt.

Fuck.

Shit.

Goddamn.

“Oooh, yes, baby…mmmm…eat my pussy, daddy…yes, yes, yes…

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck…ooooooh, baaaaabbbbbyyy…”

My body flutters. I pinch my nipples. And cry out. Four thick fingers fuck into my cunt, sending waves of pleasure splashing out of me.

Marcel’s wicked tongue licks my clit in slow cunning strokes. His fingers go in deep. Plunging in and out, fast and purposeful. My back arches. My body shudders. And trembles. His tongue slides over my clit, down my cunt lips, teasing into my hole, savoring the wet, delicious heat, licking into my ass, into my pussy.

I shut my eyes tight as they water.

A burst of vibrant colors swirl behind my lids.

As my body relaxes and my pussy unclenches, I open my eyes.

Marcel slowly pulls his mouth away from my whimpering cunt and looks up at me with a slow grin; his shiny lips wet and sticky with juices. “You wanna finish reading to ya man, or you ready for this hard dick?”

Is he kidding me?

No words are needed. I bend my legs at the knees. My thighs spread and my fingers splay open my pussy, wet, hungry and ready.

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