Page 23 of Screw Christmas
Once she reached my abdomen, her fingers undid the front of my jeans, pulling them along with my boxer briefs down my legs and off, increasing the pile of clothing on the floor. By the time she crawled her way back up my body, her incredible tits swaying with each movement, my dick had become granite.
I wanted to be a gentleman. The intention was for this night to be about her, but when I felt her warm, moist breath teasing my dick, I couldn’t have stopped her if I wanted to. Sliding a hand to the back of her head, fisting her silky locks in my fingers, I urged her head lower. “Fuck, Maya, put me out of my misery,” I growled through clenched teeth.
Not taking my eyes off her, I watched as her head lowered, her tongue lashing out and flicking across the head of my dick. A short rush of pleasure coursed through me, not nearly enough though. I urged her head lower, but she refused to be guided, instead taking time to tease me, her tongue running along the underside of my dick and then back up again. Down and up, her tongue swirling around the shaft, but never taking it in. She was a cruel, cruel woman. I fucking loved it!
Finally, she wrapped her hand around the base as she briefly sucked the head. With a gasp, my body tightened. She took me in again, this time a little deeper, increasing the pressure with her mouth as she began to move up and down. Her mouth couldn’t take me in entirely, but her hand made up the difference, the two working in unison as she bobbed up and down on my dick, her silky hair sweeping across my stomach and thighs. Watching her as she appeared to be relishing my dick while feeling her mouth surrounding me felt incredible. So good, I was struggling to keep it together.
I couldn’t let this end. I wouldn’t.
But she was relentless, milking my dick while periodically smiling as she looked up to catch me watching her. She wasn’t embarrassed to be watched, in fact she seemed to relish the idea. “Maya. Maya… Maya… Dammit. I need to be in you. If you don’t stop--”
She made a soft ‘mmm’ sound causing an incredible vibration to shimmy down the shaft. This woman was going to be the death of me!
Her soft hand moved from the base of my shaft to my balls, which were already beginning to ache, giving them a gentle squeeze and tug. My hand fisted in her hair tightly as I began to thrust up into her mouth, my hips and the hand guiding her head working in unison. I wanted to be gentle. I intended to restrain myself, but there was only so much a man could bear and she’d taken me to my breaking point.
Just as I was about to explode inside her sweet mouth, I pushed her back. Gasping, forcing myself to calm down before I ended something that was way too good to end so quicky. Sitting up, my dick jerked angrily seeing her sitting between my feet, her legs still covered in jeans.
A growl, low and feral erupted from me as I leapt forward, needing to finish what she’d started.
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Maya
I’d been waiting for him to let go, I intended to suck him dry, but he had other plans. The look of unadulterated, feral lust in his gray eyes turned them almost black, making my pussy clench and moisten my panties. If I’d had the foresight, I’d have removed the rest of my clothing before sucking him off, so I could pleasure myself and we could come together, but I’d been too caught up in the moment to think ahead.
When he growled and pounced as if I were prey that he was about to devour, I squealed and flipped to my stomach, playfully trying to get away. He was too fast, and too strong however. His body was on mine in an instant, his chest against my bare back, his hands sliding around to the front of me and quickly undoing my jeans. The denim was roughly pulled down over my hips and down my legs. My panties didn’t fare as well, they were unapologetically torn from my body and tossed aside.
Leaning over me, he placed a kiss on my lower back as his hand cupped my mound. “Damn, so hot and wet for me already.” He growled, his hand squeezing my shaven mound.
“Please. Dylan, please.” My pussy ached for him. Last night had had me thinking of us being together like this the entire day, daydreaming of what it would feel like, and I was so close to finding out that my entire body trembled with anticipation.
His knee came between mine as he lifted me onto all fours in front of him. Placing my elbows on the mattress under me, I lowered my torso to the bed, pressing my back against him. “Please!”
“Such a gorgeous ass,” he growled, his hand leaving my mound long enough to pull his hand back and give my pussy a slap sending a surge of pleasure through me, making me moan my approval. His hand slapped my ever moistening pussy a second and third time, until I was whimpering, begging for him to take me.
His torturous hand left me to be replaced by the thick round head of his dick. Slowly, he slid his dick up and down, back and forth between my pussy lips as I clutched the comforter under me. I thought I was going to go insane from the anticipation by the time he finally lined up the head of his dick with my entrance. I couldn’t wait any longer. I wouldn’t. Quickly and with force, I thrust backwards impaling myself on his shaft.
“Fucccck!” The word hissed from his lips as his fingers gripped onto my waist, digging into my hips so hard, I nearly cried out from the pain. But his grip quickly loosened as he pulled back and thrust into me again this time burying himself to the hilt sending a surge of pleasure through me so intense, I felt light-headed. He filled me fuller than I’d ever had a man fill me before. “You feel fucking. Damned incredible!”
Lowering my forehead to the mattress, I moaned, holding onto the bedding below me as he began to punish my pussy with his dick. Long hard strokes claimed me as his balls rhythmically slapped against my wet pussy lips.
Removing a hand from my hip, the hand swept around my waist and to my clit. Parting my pussy lips and exposing my swollen clit, his fingers began to dance over it, pinching and stroking my clit in time with his thrusts, catapulting me higher on my way to orgasm.
“Dylan… Dylan. I…” I could barely speak the words coming out as a gasp as each thrust left me breathless.
Though I wasn’t the only one fighting to hold on. I could feel the thickening of his already rock-hard dick, while his balls became tight and thick. He was close—so close—and the realization that he was trying hard to keep from coming only made me want to come even more.
Swallowing hard, I began moving with him, our bodies working in harmony, taking the pleasure that each one of us provided the other. The coil in my stomach knotted—so tight that the need to release was becoming almost painful.
“So close,” I managed to gasp.
His fingers on my clit sped up, working their wicked magic. “Then come for me baby. I want to feel your pussy clench around me, begging my dick.”
“Yesssss,” I hissed. I tried to remain in control. I wanted to keep this going longer, but I couldn’t stand the blissful misery a moment longer. I cried out as my pussy clenched for a brief second holding his cock inside before it released, my body gyrating as the pleasure and relief began to overwhelm me.
“Damn! I’m there.” Pulling out he slammed into me a final time, his fingers digging into the muscle in my hips as his dick dove deeper than ever before and exploded, sending his seed spiraling into my welcoming core.
Burst after burst of his seed mixed with my own juices, filling me. The feeling of each powerful blast of his cum sent me higher and higher until I was coming a second time pressing back wantonly against him as his dick slowly depleted within me. Gradually, he pulled out, the evidence of our coupling slowly seeping out with him. Moving off me, he came to lay beside me, pulling me into his arms.
