Jasmine is on her back staring up at me, eyes glazed with lust, her lips parted as she breathes hard with anticipation. I grab her panties with frantic hands, swiping my fingers over the sodden fabric that covers her core.
“You’re so fucking pretty,” I mutter, my eyes roaming her thick thighs and curvy hips, feeling my cock twitch with need.
Jasmine glows at my words, her cheeks blushing adorably, and I don’t waste another second. I pull down her panties and toss them aside until she’s naked from the waist down. Then I push her thighs apart. My eyes roam her pretty little pussy, her pink folds glistening with arousal, wet and juicy as a peach.
Jasmine whimpers a little, and I look at her. She seems nervous. Overwhelmed.
“You okay, princess?”
She bites her lip and nods. “Nobody’s ever seen me…down there before.”
I groan at how innocent she looks, staring up at me with those big green eyes. “Guess that makes me the luckiest man in the world.”
I’m aching with longing to know I’m the first person to see Jasmine’s sweet pussy. My cock feels like it’s about to explode, and I squeeze the throbbing member through my boxers as I lower myself between Jasmine’s legs, pressing feathery kisses against her inner thigh.
“Oh,” she says with a shuddering sigh of anticipation.
“Tell me you want this.”
I want to hear her say it. I want her pretty little voice telling me exactly what she wants.
“I…I want this,” Jasmine breathes. “I want it, Trent.”
The sound of my name on her lips spurs me into action, and my pulse quickens as I bury my head between Jasmine’s legs, pressing my tongue against her honeyed core.
“OH!” she cries as I hungrily lap up her cream, coating my lips with her sweet musk. Her thighs tremble on either side of me, but I don’t let up. I dip my tongue into her tight hole, fucking her with my mouth, my arms holding her still and forcing her to take it.
“YES! OH GOD!”
She squirms against my lips, but she can’t escape my invading tongue. Still holding her down with one hand, I start to rub her clit with the other, teasing her swollen nub until she screams, “TRENT! YES!”
This is heaven. It has to be. Listening to this perfect angel sobbing my name as I worship her pussy, savoring every drop of her honey…it’s so fucking hot. I start to grind myself against the mattress, trying to relieve some of the tension in my cock as Jasmine starts to buck and write around my tongue, her walls tightening. I can hear that she’s about to come—her moans are more urgent, almost pained, like she needs to come so badly it hurts.
“OH GOD, TRENT, I’M…I’M COMING!”
I groan against her throbbing pussy, still fucking her with my tongue, my rhythm frenzied. With a scream of pleasure that steals the breath from my lungs, Jasmine comes hard, coating my tongue with a gush of her sweet cream. I suck and lick up every drop as her body trembles and quakes, until eventually, she relaxes against the mattress with one last moan of satisfaction.
Fuck, I could taste this angel all day long.
“Trent?”
At the sound of my name I reluctantly pull away from Jasmine’s pussy, looking down at her. She’s sexy as hell: hair messed up, cheeks blushing, and I reach down to stroke her face, my thumb rubbing circles against her soft skin.
“Yes?” I ask.
“That was amazing.” Jasmine’s eyes twinkle as she pushes herself up into a sitting position. “But I think it’s your turn now.”
I frown, not understanding what she means until she leans toward me and tentatively reaches for my boxers.
“Jasmine, you don’t need to—”
“I want to,” she says, looking a little shy. “I want to see you.”
I can’t resist. I help her pull down my boxers until they’re around my knees, my swollen cock standing to attention as Jasmine stares at it, making me groan as she gingerly takes it in both hands.
“It’s huge,” she mumbles, eyes wide. Her hands look so damn tiny wrapped around my length, and I suck in a breath as Jasmine lowers her mouth toward it.
“You really don’t have to do this,” I start to say again, but then those plump lips clamp around my cock, and my words melt into a deep groan.