Page 17 of The Pucking Girl Next Door

"You could come live with me that way I can fuck you every moment I can," I joke with her as I place my dishes to the side of the blanket.

Her brow furrows at my words. "What the fuck, Smith?"

Before she can get any angrier, I lunge at her and tickle her. She laughs every moment my fingers are on her, and not one to give up on an opportunity, I mumble while grinning, "I was just kidding, but let me show you what it's like if I were to fuck you every day."

Chapter 15

Annabelle

"You are ridiculous," I breathe out laughing as Smith continues to tickle to me on my inner thigh.

"Tell me you'll let me fuck you," he says chuckling while he grabs my legs right above my knee.

"Never!" I yell as I twist my body, trying to buck him off of me. I placed my hands on the ground, putting myself on all fours. Using my feet, I try to push myself up so I can run away, but Smith doesn't allow me to get very far before he wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his chest.

He leans down and licks the outer part of my ear, and my whole body shivers with the contact. I have never thought that anywhere around my ear could be erotic, but Smith has changed my mind over the last day.

Continuing his perusal of my neck, he licks down the side of it leaving kisses in between licks. The further down he goes the more my legs tremble.

"Are you ready to give in?" he whispers against my skin.

My nipples pebble as my pussy flutters at the idea of his cock inside me. Not being able to stop myself, I give in because I can't imagine anything better than him inside me. Before I answer him I drop to my knees and he lets go of me, his brows rising, as if he's questioning what I'm up too.

I turn toward him, hooking my fingers in his waistband and pulling down his sweatpants. His cock springs out and it's the best cock I've ever seen. Its long and thick, the head is flushed with purple as the blood rushes to it. I can't tear my eyes away from it. The longer I look at it the harder it becomes. Smith's deep voice washes over me when he asks me, "Are you just going to stare at it? Or did you have something else in mind?"

I silently look up at him through my lashes as I lick my lips. My mouth waters, dying to know what it feels like to have his cock in my mouth. My hand wraps around his thick shaft and I slide it up and down a few times, using his precum as lube. When his cock leaks once again the need to know what it tastes like takes over and I lean over licking the head of his cock.

"Mmmm…salty," I mumble under my breath. Smith gives me a shit eating grin, so I know he heard me.

Not one to play with my food, I brace myself on his thighs, as I drag my tongue down his shaft. Smith lets out a small gasp when I circle my tongue around the head of his cock. The noises he makes emboldens me and I engulf his cock into my mouth, taking him deep until I gag.

Pulling back slightly to reset my gag reflex I grab Smiths hands that are clenched so tight by his side, his knuckles are white. Placing them on my head, I show Smith that I want him to guide me as I suck his cock. He takes the hint and tangles his hands into my hair, rubbing his fingers down my neck.

I take him into my mouth once more and Smith encourages me to go farther with a bit of pressure on the back of my head. Bobbing on his cock, I lay my tongue out flat making sure thathe feels it with every pass of his hard dick in my mouth. After a few minutes Smith pulls me off, drool trailing from my mouth to his cock, he takes his thumb and wipes it as he mutters, "You are perfect."

"I'd be more perfect if you give me your cum in my mouth."

"Who is this sexy vixen and what has she done with my Annabelle?" he asks me a glint of amusement in his eyes.

I remove my hands from his thigh and run them up my body, pulling my shirt along with it, exposing my tits to him. "This is who I've always been. You just finally realized it, big boy."

Smith hums in approval. He takes one of his hands out of my hair and lightly grazes his fingers across my hard nipples. "I know you want me to come in your mouth, but I think I want to come on your tits instead. I like the idea that you would smell like me for the rest of the night."

"I don't care where. I just want your cum, big boy," I say as I lean over and take him in my mouth once again.

When I pull back some, I swirl my tongue around the head. Gliding him in and out of my mouth a few times, Smith pulls me off once again. This time though he jerks his cock a few times over me, before I can say anything Smith's body tenses and he comes all over my chest, and my chin.

Grinning he watches as I stick my tongue out and lick up all the come that is dripping down my chin. He doesn't miss a beat either, he takes his fingers and wipes up the bit I can't reach with my tongue and places it in my mouth. I take down every drop. Smith then moves down to my chest as he rubs the rest of his come into my chest.

"Don't wash this off until tomorrow. I want to smell myself on you for the rest of the day. Give me this gift."

"You got it. Merry Christmas, big boy. I hope you enjoyed your gift," I say as I pick my shirt back up.

"Don't put it back—"

But before he can finish his sentence, we hear car doors closing. Shit, that could mean only one thing. I pull my shirt back on over my head as quickly as I can, then I yell at Smith, "Get your pants on now! That's my family."

Thankfully, Smith moves quickly and is able to pull his pants up right as the front door opens.

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