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She shifts, licking the length of me from balls to tip, and my head falls back against the couch again as I grit my teeth. I refuse to finish in her mouth like this, but I’m also not going to ask her to quit yet. I try to think of things that won’t make me come.

When she shifts again and takes me in her mouth, sinking down until I hit the back of her throat and she swallows around me, I shudder and I almost lose it. It’s been a while and this is not at all helping me not to cum like I have no self-control.

“You’re going to have to stop or this is going to end prematurely,” I warn.

The little minx looks up at me and smiles around my cock before sinking back down again and sucking so hard I think she’s trying to suck my soul from me. I curse, my toes curling, and fork my fingers through the hair under her bun to fist her hair and pull her off my dick.

“Enough, kitten,” I growl and her eyes darken as she gazes up at me, seeing how done I am with allowing her control. I use her hair to tilt her head back so I can lean down and capture her lips in a rough kiss, nipping her lower lip before I pull away and release her. “Get up here on your knees and face the back of the couch.”

She’s motionless for a moment, glancing between my cock and the couch like she’s weighing the pros and cons of listening to me and not listening. She must like the pros better, because she rises to her feet and gets on her knees beside me. I move to stand up, dropping my pants around my ankles before toeing them and my shoes off.

She leans forward, bracing her arms on the back of the couch to swing her ass back and forth teasingly, watching me over her shoulder. I spread my fingers and slap her ass cheek and she gasps, but doesn’t look away. I rub my hand under her shorts to run soothingly over her flesh for a moment before pulling back and spanking her again, this time a little harder. She jolts this time, her fingers tightening on the couch, but she pushes her ass out just a fraction more, like she’s seeking another.

“You have given me the worst case of blue balls,” I complain, and she pinches her lips together, most likely trying not to smile. I spank her again in the same spot and she groans. “So you’re going to take all the cum I have to give you.”

“Yes,” she replies breathlessly.

“But first…” Spank. “I’m going to make you come.” Spank. “Over.” Spank. “And over.” Spank. “And over.” Spank. “Until you can’t take it anymore.”

“Oh God,” she groans, quivering under my hand as I soothe her red ass cheek with my hand. I push her shorts to the side, growling at the sight of her soaking wet pussy. “No panties? My dirty girl,” I say as I move my fingers to gather the wetness before pushing two of them inside her. She moans, pushing back against my hand as I work her.

The sounds she’s making alone are near enough to make me feel like a teenage boy on the verge of shooting off in his pants. I reach down to squeeze my dick for a moment as I pump into her. I can tell she’s getting close, so I curl my fingers inside her, and reach my other hand down to pinch her clit through her shorts. She detonates, her pussy squeezing around my fingers as she cries out her release, and I can’t look away as it greedily tries to pull my fingers deeper.

One.

Before she even has time to recover, I drop to my knees behind her, pulling my fingers free and yanking her shorts down to her knees so I can lick her from her clit to her hole, where I delve my tongue inside, feasting on her juices. She tilts her hips, trying to get my mouth back on her clit, and I comply, sucking it into my mouth as I spread her ass cheeks, dipping my thumb into her pussy before shifting it up to pass over her other hole. She jolts, tensing, and I wrap my other arm around the front of her legs to keep her from pulling away.

“What are you—“ she begins, but cuts off as I push my finger into her ass, garbling out, “ohmygod.”

I flick my tongue over her clit before alternating between licking it with the flat of my tongue and sucking it as I work my finger deeper. She quivers beneath me, riding that edge, so I tilt my head to give myself room to work my other hand in, pushing three fingers into her this time. Within seconds she’s muffling her scream into the back of the couch and I can’t help but grin.

Two.

She’s still trying to catch her breath when I push her over onto the couch so she’s on her side before rolling her onto back and pulling her towards me. I pull her shorts off the rest of the way before settling between her thighs again. She looks absolutely dazed and sex drunk as I dive back between her thighs, pushing two fingers back into her pussy, placing my other palm flat across her lower abdomen. Her heels dig into my shoulders as I gently push down on her and curl my fingers upwards inside her, flicking her clit with my tongue until she’s squirming beneath me.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she chants, and then with a cry, her back arching off the couch, she comes again.

Three.

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Playlist: "Bad Things," mgk, Camila Cabello

I’m going to die of orgasms, and I can’t decide if it’s a blessing or absolute agony. It feels as if all my nerve endings are cranked up to one hundred and ten percent and every simple touch has me shuddering.

“How do you do that?“ I manage to gasp out, glancing down my body at him as he lifts his head and settles my feet back on the couch, a grin on his lips.

“Lots of reading on how it’s done, porn, and practice.”

I want to be jealous about that, but I can’t find it within myself to care right now. There have been others before me, obviously, but I’m getting him in his prime when he knows exactly how to work my body into a frenzy.

Blessing. Definitely a blessing.

“Well, I appreciate the effort put in,” I mumble, plopping my head back against the couch, and he laughs.

“We aren’t done yet, kitten.”

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