Page 89 of Pelvic Flaws

Dex started to laugh, resting his forehead against my belly. “No darlin’. I’m not one of those guys. Your ass is exactly that; yours. That pretty pussy, now that does belong to me.”

With his dirty words, I felt myself getting wetter, even though I didn’t think it possible. Dex’s mouth certainly did the trick though – in more ways than his tongue making me scream for Jesus.

“Whatever you say.” I scooted onto all fours, pushing my bum into the air and giving it a little wiggle.

I had no idea where flirty, sexy Katie had come from, but I bloody well loved it and I was pretty sure Dex did too, especially as he slapped my bum and groaned.

“Fucking amazing,” he muttered and slid his hand in between my legs.

“Oh my God,” I cried as his fingers pushed inside me and stroked at my wall.

“You like that, eh?”

“Oh my God,” I repeated in answer to his question.

As Dex’s other hand smoothed down my spine, I felt the bed shift and a coolness, as Dex’s body moved away from mine. We’d already had the ‘condom talk’ in between his tongue being busy doing other things, and we’d agreed they weren’t necessary. Dex said he was clean – ‘Ain’t ever gone bareback before, darlin’ and always get tested ‘cause of the business I’m in,’ he’d drawled, and as I was well into my menopause, there was no danger of any mini Dex’s making an appearance, so bareback it was. Which was why I was concerned that when I looked over my shoulder, Dex was getting off the bed.

“Where are you going?” I almost screeched.

He chuckled and gently rubbed my arse cheek. “Just getting a better angle. Now move back a little toward me darlin’.”

I did as I was told and waited, holding my breath as I felt him move up behind me.

“Damn perfect,” his rough voice replied.

Feeling the head of his dick push against me, I rounded my back, but as soon as I did I felt his dick push against my bum crack.

“Ooh, that’s my bum,” I cried.

Dex groaned and slapped my right bum cheek this time, “You’ll be the fucking death of me Katie Cat. Arch your back for me and spread those legs a little more.”

I followed his instruction and gasped as he pushed inside of me. Not really wanting to think about even a hair on Carl’s head at that point, I couldn’t help but not. As Dex’s dick hit the perfect spot, I knew that this was how it was supposed to be. With each thrust my pleasure built, with each thrust I wanted more. This wasn’t Carl telling me to get onto my back because he couldn’t get his rhythm, or because he kept coming out, or worse because my ‘stupid fanny makes ridiculous noises in that position’. This was amazing. This was Dex schooling me on sex – doggy style.

“Fuuuck,” Dex groaned. “This feels incredible.”

It did feel incredible. I felt incredible and I felt sexy and desirable, and it was down to this man and his beautifully talented dick.

Dex kissed my back and as he pulled out and thrust into me once more, I let out a groan of pleasure.

“I feel so full,” I cried. “So good.”

“I know darlin’, I know.”

Dex’s voice sounded strained as he continued to pump inside me, making me quicken the pace of my own thrusting. Wanting everything that he could give to me, I looked down and…groaned.

“Oh no.”

“What’s wrong?” Dex paused, his hand caressing my shoulder tenderly. “Am I hurtin’ you?”

“No, no,” I gasped, missing his movement inside me. “I can see my belly wobbling from this angle. It’s bloody hideous. I need to start doing sit ups or something. Maybe increase my days at the gym.”

Dex burst out a laugh and then started his thrusting again, but this time quicker and with more force.

“You don’t need to increase your gym times,” he grunted. “Or do any fucking stomach exercises, you’re fine as you are. But.” He paused to let out another groan. “Give it a few weeks of me fucking you every day and you’ll be in the best shape you’ve ever been in.” He pumped again, even harder.

“Oh my God, that’s amazing.”

“Yeah I know.” He slapped my arse. “Now on your back darlin’.”

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