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Licking my lips, I motion for her to reclaim her seat. “Come here, naughty woman.”
Opal’s smile is even vibrant in the moonlit basement. She nestles between my thick legs, continuing her seductive dance with her large tits brushing against my face as she leans in.
For a woman as sweet as southern iced tea, you’d never suspect her to turn full seductress. Her little show has my balls aching for release.
My hand snakes up between her breasts to her neck. Incapable of resisting, I gently collar her throat with my hand, more of a caress than a restraint. Mild bondage is a kink of mine. Not sure if I want to push it beyond collaring. I don’t know if her mother’s ex used restraints on her. This is enough to satisfy my needs, though I foresee a conversation about bedroom boundaries in our near future.
“You’ve gone and teased me too far, Gorgeous.”
Opal’s smile is nearly splitting her face. She feigns innocence, asking, “What do you mean?”
Holding her firmly in place by her throat, I undo my jeans. I maintain eye contact with her as I pull my thick cock from its confines. I watch as her eyes dilate, feeling her pulse accelerate under my hand. “You want it?”
Opal gulps, nodding enthusiastically.
I pull her in closer by my collar hold, whispering, “Then take what’s yours, Gorgeous.”
Releasing her slender throat, Opal sways on her heels, grasping my shoulders to hold herself upright. She moves to straddle my hips, facing me.
My hands grasp her by her waist, pulling her down on my lap. The heat between her legs rubs against my aching length, lubricating me with her abundant fluids. Grabbing the insides of her thighs, I pull her legs apart, spreading her wide open for me. Her musk perfumes the air between us, making me feral with want.
With her legs open to my invitation, I cup her exposed sex, my fingers slipping through her damp folds. Opal jolts in my lap, rubbing against my weeping dick. We groan in unison.
Strumming her clit like a soft guitar ballad with my thumb, I push two fingers into her snug pussy.
“Gauge,” Opal moans, her voice needy. “I want you inside me.”
“In a minute,” I purr into her ear, nipping at her lobe. “I need you good and ready.” We’ve gone two weeks without sex. I could hurt her if I try to force my girth into her tightness without prepping her.
“Please, Gauge. I’m ready. I’m ready,” she chants, her voice rising an octave.
A moment later, her pussy clenches around my fingers, gushing into my hand and making my greedy dick jealous. Slowly, I continue to rub tight circles on her pearl as her body wrings my fingers.
Hot damn, that’s sexy as hell. A woman who can completely let go, putting you in control of her pleasure, is a woman worth treasuring. I can’t wait ‘till the steel pipe growing between my legs replaces my fingers—I want her completely blissed out from what I give her.
When the last orgasmic spasm has left her body, I pull my fingers from her honey pot, bring them to my mouth, and lick them clean, savoring her peachy tang. She tastes too damn good to not indulge on.
“Now, you’re ready,” I rasp.
Lifting my ass off the chair, I yank out my wallet and take out a condom. My teeth tear through the foil before I glide it over myself. I take her by the hips, repositioning her glistening apex over my engorged cock.
In one powerful thrust, I slam home. Opal cries out, digging her nails into my shoulders.
I love how vocal she gets when I rail her. I drive upward again. She gifts me with another loud moan, stroking my ego.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck, that’s it. Let me hear you.”
Placing a hand on her hip to anchor her to my lap, my other hand snakes between the valley of her breasts, creeping upward to collar her neck again. I keep my hold loose to avoid frightening her—her comfort comes first. “I should have asked before, but is this okay?”
“Yes,” she groans. “You won’t hurt me.”
With her approval cemented, I let my pelvis take over.
Again and again, I rock up into her, hitting both her G-spot and her deep, sacred A-spot. My cock glistens with her creamy juices, slipping through her with ease. Opal’s moans grow louder with every stroke in her tight snatch. My balls tighten to the point of pain at the exact moment I feel Opal spasm around me. A high, keening cry erupts from her mouth. It sounds heavenly.
Uttering every curse under the sky, I shoot my load off like a volcano, filling the condom. My hips continue to buck into her long after I have shot the last of my seed, not wanting this feeling to end.
Afterwards, I wrap my arms around Opal, holding her close to my chest. Both of us are spent, panting. She lifts her face to mine and gently lays a kiss on my scruffy cheek, murmuring, “Welcome home.”
