Page 15 of Curves and Courage

“Lay back,” I order, my voice rough and commanding. “Spread those legs for me like a good girl.”

Stella doesn’t hesitate. She climbs back on the bed, stretches out on her back, her stunning honey-brown eyes never leaving mine.

I take a second to admire how gorgeous she is. Naked and vulnerable, she’s so trusting as I stalk closer to the edge of the bed, my shaking hand gripping my cock as I stare at her big, flowing tits, a perfectly tight darkened nipple hardened to a peak. Her soft belly is round, enough there to grab while I fuck her, and her hips are perfectly shaped, matching the round of her perfect ass that I know I’ll never get enough of staring at.

“You’re perfect,” I grunt, staring at her with obsession flooding my veins. “How did this beat up soldier get so lucky?”

She gasps and spreads her legs, revealing her soaked folds. “Nothing lucky about it.”

I run my hands over her legs, savoring the softness of her skin. Her breathing hitches when I reach the sensitive spot at the height of her thighs, and I graze my fingers gently over her skin, making her release a soft moan.

I wrap my arms around her open legs and lean in closer. The smell of her pussy is drawing me nearer, and I hold back long enough for Stella to moan in anticipation.

“Please,” she whimpers, her legs trembling with need.

“You want me to eat this beautiful pussy?” I tease, trailing my fingers ever so gently over her sensitive clit.

She jerks beneath my feathered touch, pushing her hips against my hand to get the friction she needs. “Yes, Samuel. Please.”

I want to spend all day teasing her, but her scent is filling my lungs, intoxicating me. I’m fucking high on her arousal, drunk with a raw need to take what’s mine.

I put my hand on her inner thigh, allowing my thumb to drag across her clit. Her wet lips spread for me, the noise of her soaked core making my chest burst with pride. Her warm juicesstart to leak out, and I lean down, capturing every drop on my tongue as I let my mouthgrazeagainst her soft pussy lips.

I’m in heaven right now. This is easily the best moment of my life and I could die a happy man. Instead, I kiss her clit and dive right in, burying my tongue in her tight, wet hole. Instantly, she’s clamping down around me, her hips writhing against my mouth as I lick her from slit to clit.

“Fuck, Samuel,” she moans, grabbing fistfuls of my hair. “Yes, feels so good. Don’t stop.”

“Never,” I growl back, sinking my tongue into her tight hole.

My mouth is covered in her sweet desire and she starts rolling and grinding her pussy against my hungry mouth. Her cries become louder and I suck hard on her tiny bundle, lapping my tongue against it as she moans into the room.

Hot juices leak onto my mouth and I know I’ll never have enough of this. The love I’m feeling for this girl is blowing my mind. I never expected this. I never expected fall in love on a cruise ship in the middle of the ocean.

But here I am.

My face buried in the sweetest pussy I’ll ever eat.

I lick her delicious cunt while she screams, drawing her closer to an orgasm that threatens to explode out of her desperate and needy hole. I growl into her, her juices driving me to the point of madness. I want more, and I know she’s close.

Damn close.

“Fuck! Don’t stop, yes-”

Stella grips my hair and pulls as I eat her to a drenching orgasm. I dip a finger inside her tight hole, the clench of her walls making my dick throb with excitement. She bucks against my mouth, coming hard and fast in the middle of the bed. With every movement of my tongue, I pull her further over the edge until her pained pleas fall quiet.

Leaning back, I grip my cock and stroke myself as I watch her chest rise and fall. I’m as hard as a pipe, ready to fucking blow. I need to cum. I need to be inside her when I do.

I crawl up her body, laying kisses over every inch of her flushed skin. I draw a nipple in my mouth, loving the way her fingers slide through my hair, her back arching as I move to the other side and then make my way to her mouth.

“Fuck me, Samuel.”

She opens her thighs and her desperate hand yanks on my hips, forcing my cock to hit against her soaked pussy. I reach down and line myself up, my eyes locked on hers as I notch myself at her entrance, then slowly slide inside.

She’s drenched, but it’s still fucking tight. The friction is finally there, and I start to move my hips, her pussy adjusting to my size as I slowly work deeper and deeper. She wraps her arms around my back and then her legs do the same to my waist, forcing my cock to fill her completely.

“You feel so good,” I groan against her neck, kissing and biting as I fuck her.

I can’t stop groaning, the sound matching the way I slam between her legs. My chest is aching, a burning need to release quickly moving down to my balls. They tighten and I’m not sure I can hold this one back, it’s too good. Too fucking good.

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