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“This is killing me,” I finally groan.
“Good.” Carter smirks. “I want you nice and wet and ready for me.” She growls and bends down to bite on the side of my neck. Oh god, who put heaven right there and how did she know?
“Fuck,” I mumble as she kisses and bites on my neck. She is definitely leaving behind some hickies, but I don’t even care. I just want her to never stop. I run my hand through the underside of her head, my fingers running through her scalp as I push her against me.
All of a sudden Carter’s hands start roaming around my body. Her hands stop on my thighs to squeeze lightly, then travel up my hips toward my stomach and brush across my chest. She squeezes the undersides of my breasts and I moan lightly. Everything she touches seems to light me up. I can’t help it. It is like she is setting every nerve on fire with a simple touch.
“I want this off you,” she mumbles and reaches behind me to unhook the top of my lingerie. The cups fall off and I slide the straps down my arms, looking her in the eyes as I do. I want to tease her just as much as she is teasing me.
“Get over here.” She pushes the cups down to my waist and pulls me in for a kiss. Her hand on my neck, pulling me in to kiss her lips.
“Touch me,” I beg.
Carter nods and begins sliding the lingerie down the rest of my body and discards it to the floor. That didn’t last very long. I feel exposed so I cross my arms over my chest but just as I do, Carter takes my arms, kissing my hand and placing them down at my sides.
“Let me admire you,” she whispers with hooded eyes. The way she looks at me sends chills down my spine. My nipples harden, and she bites on her bottom lip.
“I feel underdressed.”
She smiles and tosses her bra across the room, sliding out of her jeans, she lays next to me in just a pair of black lace panties. I can see her breasts on display, pink taut nipples that I’m dying to put in my mouth. A body that’s covered in tattoos. I knew she had a lot but now seeing her like this, she is like a canvas someone had taken the time to make beautiful. Well, more beautiful. Carter is gorgeous naturally but these tattoos make her seem more dangerous, more exciting. It makes me want to get one or two of them myself.
“Can I fuck you?” Carter asks, and my eyes shift from her body to her face.
“Yes, please,” I murmur quietly. I am nervous. What if we had gotten this far and then this is the part I don’t like? I can’t see that happening with how close we’ve gotten and how good Carter feels, but I am still worried.
“Don’t overthink it, just be in the moment with me,” she whispers, kissing the top of my head.
Carter straddles me and then kisses me. Her lips taking control, her tongue working circles in my mouth while I reach for her breasts. It feels natural, my hands playing with her breasts and taking her nipples in my fingers just as she did with mine. Carter smiles against my lips before placing one last kiss on my lips and diving between my thighs.
“Just tell me if you want me to stop,” Carter reminds me. I nod, and then that’s all I can remember. Carter’s mouth connects to my clit and I’m a complete mess in her arms.
“Oh!” I call out. Her tongue does these movements I’ve only seen in porn and fuck does she feel good. She keeps switching it up, changing what she’s doing with her tongue, and I’m in ecstasy. How can someone’stonguefeel that fucking good?
Carter runs her pointer finger up and down my slit before inserting a few fingers, and I gasp. I have no idea how many she is using but as she pumps her hand in and out of my core, I never want her to stop. She slides a tongue across my clit and I’m seeing stars. Is this what an orgasm is supposed to feel like? I’ve never felt one so fucking good before. Was I missing out being with men all my life? I am having a post orgasm existential crisis while Carter is still eating me out like I am the best thing she’s ever tasted. Is she trying to make me cum again? Can I even come a second time in a row? I am used to men who barely cared about getting me off the first time, let alone a second time.
“Ohfuck.” I moan. Closing my eyes, I let the sensations take over, feeling how good Carter is.
“Mmm, you like that, baby girl?” Carter asks, sitting up and wiping her mouth.
“Yes.” I smile. I like being called baby girl even more than she realizes.
“Can I try something?”
“Anything if it’s like what you just did.”
Carter gets off the bed, and I watch as she picks up something off the nightstand. It looks like a penis connected to some kind of harness and I wonder what she’s going to do with it. But she slides it on her legs like a pair of panties and the penis looking thing is bright pink and hangs fully in attention.Is she going to fuck me with that?My pussy and I are instantly intrigued.
“It might be bigger than you’re used to so we can go slow,” she explains.
“O-okay.”
She takes a bottle of lube from her bag and places a little bit along the length of it. It’s turning me on probably more than it should to watch her run her hands from length to tip. Once it’s shiny with lube she positions herself between my thighs and then pushes in slowly. First the head, which makes me gasp, and then a little bit of the length at a time. After she’s finally in, she moves her hips slowly, achingly, teasingly slow.
“Fuck me harder,” I beg.
“Yes, baby girl.” She kisses my cheek and smiles. Then begins thrusting her hips toward me.
“Oh! Yeah!” I say breathlessly as I feel all of her pushing inside me. It is an amazing feeling, and definitely bigger than any guy I’ve been with before. But fuck, I was missing out. Who knew women could be bigger than men? And actually know what they were doing with it.
