Page 43 of Two Guys, a Girl, and a Tripod

“I know what you need.” That’s it. My resolve has crumbled.

Sliding my fingers from her causes her to whimper, but I use both hands to spread her thighs wider. I don’t particularly care how visible her pussy is for the camera. I’m going to taste her. I’m going to drive her wild and Iwillmake her come undone.

A moan rumbles in my chest as I lick her first before closing my mouth around her clit. She tastes so fucking good and my cock is dying to sink into her warmth, but not yet. Sucking and using my tongue to swirl around her is clearly doing something. I moan, sending those vibrations through her before licking her again. She writhes before me while I work, whimpering and moaning, lost for words.

“I can feel you shaking, baby,” I mutter against her. Her hand slams onto my head, fingers threading themselves into my hair.

“Oh, keep going,” she whines when I slip two fingers back inside.

I can feel her walls beginning to tighten. Just barely.

“You gonna come for me, baby?” I ask. I can hear the movement of her hair on the pillow as she nods, but her belly is blocking my view. “Come on my mouth. That’s it. Fucking come all over my face.”

I flatten my tongue against her clit before raking my teeth over her it. The sounds of pleasure rising from Honey get louder, her movements more frantic, until her body tenses. Her fingers dig into my scalp, but I don’t stop my onslaught. If she’s acting, she’s doing a damn good job and if she’s not, I’m not going to stop until she begs me to pull my mouth away. Her thighs overpower my grip and clamp around my head, holding me in place.

Every muscle tenses around my fingers. If she’s making noise, it’s muffled by her thighs on my ears. Even though I can’t hear her, I feel her begin to convulse, taking my head and fingers with her as she tries to roll over and away from me, but I still won’t stop.

Eventually, she relaxes, her thighs dropping to either side as she pants. Her hand falls from my hair. I can see her breasts heaving with the effort of bringing her breathing back under control. I remove my fingers and raise my head, my tongue wanting to stay on its new favorite meal. She’s not looking at me, her eyes still closed.

“I’m gonna ask you something that I think we’re both going to cut in editing.”

My own breathing is nearly as heavy as hers. I crawl up her body, trailing kisses over her belly, her breasts, up her throat, until I’m eye-to-eye with her. Her eyes flutter open and her gaze is just as fiery as ever.

“Don’t ask questions,” she pants, “you don’t want to know the answer to.”

Liar.She knows it. I know it. I’m sure she has her reasons for answering that way, so I won’t argue. For now.

The taste of her arousal is heavy in my mouth and I’m going to share it with her before I fuck her senseless. I lean down and kiss her. Honey’s lips part to allow my tongue inside and she moans against me as she rolls her hips.

“Fuck me, Lance,” Honey breathes against my lips.

There’s no way I could last through a blowjob at this point. I yank my shorts down, pulling them off awkwardly before Honey’s hands fly to the bottom of my shirt, pushing it up. I allow her to remove it and toss it aside. My eyes meet hers while I line myself up with her wet and waiting entrance. She cups my face and nods.

I slide myself gently through her folds and my god, the feeling is divine. Dee Vine, if you will. I smirk down at her.

“Is this what you want, baby? You want this big cock to rearrange your guts?”

This is the worst dirty talk ever. There are so many other things I’d rather ask her, say to her, whisper to her. The phrases and words I choose now are meant for a porn audience. They're the things I know people expect to hear.

“Fuck yes,” she whines, closing her eyes and wiggling her hips as if in hopes it will make me move faster.

“Tell me,” I growl, lowering my face and running my nose along her jaw. Her hand slides through my hair as I do so. “Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

“Please, I want you to fuck me.”

I slap my cock against her clit a few times, causing her to twitch and moan beneath me. But then I return to the movement from before, sliding up and down instead of in. I want her absolutely wild with need before I fill her.

“Tell me you want to feel,” I breathe against her ear, “this thick cock sliding into your wet cunt.” Honey shivers and I grin, chuckling as I lower my face further and bury it in her hair.

“I n-need,” she gasps when I slap her with my cock again. “I need to f-feel your thick cock in m-m-my cunt.” The last word is a high-pitched whine as I thrust myself deep inside her in one go.

Raising my head, I stare down at her, holding still to allow her to get used to my size. Her eyes are shut tight, though I don’t see any indication that she’s in pain. I’ve seen what many of her co-stars are packing and even though I’m bigger than most in every sense ofthe word, she handles it well. Honey takes a moment to open her eyes, but when she does, I think I might die from the sheer lust staring back at me.

“Fuck.” The word comes out in a growl.

Propping myself on one arm, I use my free hand to slide up her thigh, over her belly with a squeeze, and then to her breast. I bring my forehead down to rest against hers as I pull out, almost all the way. Honey whimpers, but seconds later, I push myself back inside. My movements are slow as I roll my hips into her. My lips graze hers before I kiss her gently.

“That’s it, baby,” I breathe. “That’s it, you’re taking me so fucking well.”

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