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"Why don't we shower, eat something, regain our energy for round two," I say, maybe a little too quickly.
David raises an eyebrow so slightly. Yeah, he must not realize that I'm not letting a perfect cock like that go to waste. Not in this perfect little bubble where he and I are the only things that exist, and coming is all that matters. The truth is that if you told me I was still entrenched in my orgasm, I would believe you. That's how my body feels light, drained even, but still the pleasure within me endures.
"A shower sounds good. Another round sounds even better," David says and he tucks a strand of my surely disheveled hair behind my ear. Those small little touches at random moments make a girl's heart flutter.
If he keeps fucking me like this and does those sweet little things, I may have to permanently lock my ankles together behind his back to keep this cock inside me, always. I really only want to clean it off, and myself so we can start over with fresh friction.
"I wanna get you all clean and then suck your cock, David," I say. "Does that sound good?" I say in my best come hither voice. I would've felt silly doing it, but it felt just plain delicious.
Which was confirmed with the way he narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips together. Yeah, he likes the ideatoo.
"I want you in all my holes, David," I say. He is the kind of man that can fuck me into oblivion and tuck my hair behind my ear and make me feel like the only girl in the world. His precious girl. I can't help it. I need the way he makes me feel, if I'm being honest.
We head to the shower and I realize how wobbly my legs are when I actually need to hold the hand he offers on the way. I steady myself. "I hope you haven't permanently made me bow legged, David," I say. "You won't always be there to escort me to the shower."
We don't say anything, after that, for a while.
The hot water washes away all the sweat and cum on our bodies, but rising with the steam of the shower is our fears and worries. Reality, insidious and all around us as the water vapor makes the bathroom humid, it threatens to erase everything. But I won't forget how he made me feel. How he feels insideme.
David finishes washing my hair and pulls it all together in a makeshift ponytail. Handle, if you will. "You want me in all your holes," David says with a throaty chuckle. "That's music to my ears, Christina. My cock prefers your holes to anything else. Fucking you feels like coming home," he laughs. "How fucked is that? I know we shouldn't, but yet here I am, ready to see you drop to your knees when we're done and get all dirty again. You’re fucking perfect for me" His voice is so gruff and sensual; all I can focus on is that he wants to fuck me as much as I want to fuck him. I am subconsciously licking my lips at just the thought of tasting him. David releases my hair now and we finish washing up, but his sensual voice vibrates all through my body. I feel the quickening in my stomach, the ache throughout my body. My throat feels empty now, jealous of the rest of my holes getting claimed by him. I remember the way it felt to taste his cock, his cum, mixed with my pussy. I run my fingers through my slit and rub the moisture I find there that isn't from washing, but fresh arousal at his presence, at his words. I slick my moisture over the glistening pre-cum on his massive cock. "I want to taste us," I tell him, so aroused that I can barely manage the words. My lips are trembling.
The way that he's looking at me right now, I feel like we're both in a trance. I wrap my hands around his cock. David shuts off the water and we're both still dripping wet, but that's all the invitation I need to draw his cock into my mouth and start sucking him. I lick the whole length of his cock and then I suck him in deep. It isn't long before we're both shuddering. When his cock jets hot cum down my throat, my pussy is shivering with my own orgasm. I don't even have to touch myself. Sucking his cock makes me come because that's how much I really do crave my David in all of my holes.
I feel his cock quicken. I cup his balls in my hands, and they are loaded up. He's ready to burst, and I'm ready to swallowhim.
David cups my chin, groaning low in his throat, “I’m coming. Drink me up, Christina.” The way he moans my name makes me shiver. I slide David’s cock even deeper down my throat and swallow every hot drop of his cum I can before I pull out that massive cock, stroking the shaft. I rub the sticky final rope of cum over my lips, and draw my fingers to my own creamy pussy lips. I run that against my lips, tasting us both together.
I stand in the shower, and David steadies me as I rise. His lips close over mine, and a thrill shoots through me with the realization that we're tasting each other likethis.
I love being so naughty with my stepson. I know I shouldn’t, but at this point, I think I crave him more than I crave the air I breathe. I feel so satisfied and free with him…I honestly can’t imagine life without him. And when I called, him came. He didn’t ask why I was in Vegas. He didn’t ask me why I was upset. Not when he saw that what I really needed washim.
Pretty sure that’s love, on both our ends—him for coming, and me for wanting him to come. And I’m starting to become more and more okay with that because I can’t imagine see my life being worth anything withouthim.
