Page 22 of Homestead

My back arches, and I let out a weird little sound. It embarrasses me because it sounds almost childish. I don’t even know where it came from.

He lifts his head. I think he’s smiling. “See? Told you I could treat you good.”

“I believed you.”

“Sure you did.” It kind of feels like he’s still smiling as he moves his mouth down to my breast again. He sucks and teases it while he fondles the other one with his hand. The dual sensations are intense and disorienting. I gasp and wriggle and make more of those whimpering sounds.

After a few minutes, he stops, so I’m able to relax and breathe deep. My skin feels overly sensitized. I’m achy between my legs. Kind of throbby. I really want something to happen, but my mind is too dazed to figure out what to do.

Both his big hands slide down my belly until they’re holding on to my thighs. I can hear his heavy breathing in the otherwise silent room as he pulls my legs apart.

I suck in a sharp breath as the cool air reaches my pussy.

“This all right?” he asks, even more gravel in his voice now.

“Yes.”

He touches my inner thigh. Then his fingers brush higher. He opens me up and strokes a finger up and down against my private flesh.

I twitch and grab the sheet beneath me, needing something to hold on to.

His finger moves more, sliding all the way inside me and then withdrawing to find and rub my clit.

It’s so good—so needed. I roll my hips and start to pant.

“That feel pretty good?”

“Y-yeah.” I have to bite back more of those whimpering sounds. “It does.”

He rubs more intentionally, and I get all tense and hot. I bend my legs and push into the mattress with my feet. All my breath collects in my chest, and all the sensation in my body coils in my pussy.

“You’re doin’ real good,” he says.

And that does it. It’s like I fall over a cliff. A rush of pleasure erupts, flooding through my body from where he’s pushing against my clit. I shake all over and arch my back up off the bed as I let out a long, stretched, high-pitched sound I can’t possibly hold back.

My eyes are closed as my body finally stills and relaxes. My skin is hot. My cheeks are blazing. I can’t seem to catch my breath.

“That seemed like a good one.” Jimmy has moved his finger and is pressing into my groin with his whole hand in a relieving gesture.

“It… it was. Thank you.”

He makes a humming sound and sits up on his knees. I’ve started to close my legs automatically, but he keeps them open with the position of his body. “You wanna do some more?”

“More?”

“Yeah. I’m ready to go again, and it feels like you are too. But we can wait if you want.”

My eyes lower and catch the outline of another erection. He must have gotten turned on again. It didn’t take him too long.

I feel perfectly satisfied, but if he wants to do more, I have no objections. After all, we haven’t even had intercourse yet. “We don’t need to wait.”

He got relaxed after the blow job, but it feels like his body is tensing up again. “That’s good then.”

He parts my thighs farther, bending my legs again and planting my feet flat on the mattress, then moves closer, still sitting on his knees, and lifts my bottom up until my pussy is aligned with his cock.

I let him move me any way he wants. It’s not like I have any preferences, and I’m glad I don’t have to make the decisions.

“You like it this way okay?”

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