Page 10 of My Dad's Best Friend

“Did you want me to fuck you, Marie? Did you want me to pull this lacy piece of string aside and fill you with my hard cock?”

“Yes, Conner. Yes,” she begs. “Please.”

“Not yet,” I say, rubbing my thumbs along her lips watching them grow wetter at my touch.

I run my lips along the outside of hers, then let them go into the cavern of her slit, feeling the dents and groves of her labia, letting my hands move up and hold onto her waist, feeling her muscles tighten at my touch. She’s going to go off like a rocket if I let her.

But I’m not going to.

I hold her body in place as I circle her clit with the tip of my tongue, listening to her whimper with want, jolting under my mouth. I wrap the protruding bud in my lips, sucking gently on it, pressing my chin against the opening of her pussy, feeling her dripping with want.

Marie’s breath gives way to her voice, her body squirming under my hold, her hips pushing against me, wanting me as she gets closer and closer to her release.

I pull away.

“No,” she pleads. “Don’t stop.”

“You want me to keep going?” I ask.

“Please,” she says. “Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please keep licking me,” she says. Her body is trembling, and I can see the white of her desire almost spilling from her opening.

“Lick you?” I ask. “Where do you want me to lick you?”

“My…my…”

I smile. “Say it.”

“Conner,” she breathes. The sound of my name while she’s in this state, her pussy on display, open and begging for me, makes me want to explode. “Conner, lick my pussy. Please. Please keep licking my pussy.”

“Because you asked so nicely,” I say.

I push my tongue into her opening, tasting her, drinking her in. She tastes divine and I hunger for more of her, for all of her. I run my tongue along her inner walls, feeling the tightness of her, wanting my thick cock to be buried in these walls that are beginning to clench around my tongue. I fuck her with my face, burring my nose in her folds, feeling her body respond.

I don’t hold back. I want her to come, I want her to drench me, to lather me in her nectar as she rides me.

She’s getting close and I pull away for a second.

“Say my name,” I say. “Say my name when you come on my face, Marie. Say my name so I know you know who you belong to.”

“Oh fuck,” she moans as I plunge my tongue back into her.

“Who do you belong to?” I say, my thumb moving to her clit.

“Oh god!” she cries out.

“Tell me who you belong to, who’s face your fucking right now.”

I push my tongue inside of her, flexing it, pushing her tiny hole to accommodate the thickness of it as I feel her body convulse.

“Conner!” she cries. “I belong to Conner!” Her hips buck against me as a wave of her juices drenches, dripping down my chin, pouring into my mouth. I drink it in, licking her up, tasting every part of her as my thumb continues to play with her clit.

“That’s right,” I say. “You’re mine. And now, I’m going to show you exactly what that means.”

“Conner,” she breaths, her hand holding onto my wrist, holding my thumb to her clit as she continued to rub herself against it. “I’m a virgin. You know that, right?”

I take in a long deep breath. Fuck yeah she’s a virgin. She’s mine. No one else can touch her because she is all mine.

The idea that I’ll be the first one in her tight little pussy, that I’ll pop that cherry of hers gives me a rush of want so intense I feel like I might burst myself if I don’t get my cock out of my jeans.

“Is that alright?” Marie asks. “I want you. I want you to be my first. I’ve always—”

This isn’t how I want to do it though. Not like this, not in a heat of passion after that asshole at the mall. I want it to be real. I want her to know what it means for her to belong to me in every way.

“I’ll be your first,” I say. It takes everything in me, but I push back from the bed. I stand back, looking at her spread across the white bedding, her skirt showing me her wet pussy, pink and swollen with need. Her fingers drifting toward her clit. Greedy. I like it. “But not now,” I say.

“What?”

“Not now, and not like this.” It takes everything in me to say this. I want so badly to keep going, to push myself into her, to feel her slickness all the way down the shaft of my cock as I stretch her pussy to accommodate me.

“But…” She looks confused, removing her hand from herself and sitting up.

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