Page 39 of Crave Me

I relax into his big arms as they pull me closer, his hard length pressing into my back.

“I just got clean; can you wait a bit before messing me up again?” I beg, even though my pussy is already throbbing, wanting him.

“Maybe I don’t like you clean. Maybe I prefer you dirty, with my scent all over you and my cum leaking out of every hole.”

His words trigger a moan as one of his hands wraps around my waist and the other slips between us, heading south, my body on fire. He rubs between my legs, fingering my center, andmy arousal is quick to respond. He dips in, pushing deep before pulling out and slipping upward, pressing and swirling around my asshole.

“Have you ever been fucked here?”

I shake my head.

“Only what you’ve done with your fingers.”

“Good. Now get on the bed.”

I do as he says, my body on autopilot, letting him lead me into the abyss. He strips out of his clothes before walking over to his end table and pulling out a bottle of lube. He tosses it next to me and kneels on the bed between my legs. Running his hands up my thighs, he spreads them further so his big shoulders can fit between them. He settles in, his face right at my center, but he doesn’t do anything but stare.

“Such a good pussy, princess. You’re already weeping for me.”

He leans in, smelling me for a moment before he spits. I’m so shocked all I can do is whimper, torn between the shock of the action and how degradingly hot it is. He spits again, letting it fall from his lips and drip onto my center before finally leaning in and licking me. He drags his tongue from ass to clit, over, and over, and over again until I’m a dripping, moaning mess under him.

“Please, Dallas. Make me come. I can’t take anymore.”

“That’s it, baby, beg for it.”

His fingers meet my center, pressing into my pussy, the noises embarrassingly loud. I can hear just how wet I am, feel it dripping down to my ass where I know he wants it. He fucks me with his fingers until I’m a squirming mess under him. When I’m right on the edge, he pulls them out, moving them lower to my asshole, rimming it, pulling my wetness to it before he presses in with one finger. I know I can handle this, he’s done it before, but I still clench slightly from the intrusion.

“Gonna need you to relax, you know how this works, you’ve taken this much before.”

He licks my clit in flicks, driving me wild while his finger works into my ass, pumping in a few times. My body starts to press into him, my hand moving to grasp around the back of his head, holding him to me, wanting him to make me come.

“Please, please. Please. I need to come.”

He sucks my clit into his mouth and the orgasm finally crests, causing my toes to curl and forcing tears from my eyes as I shake under him. Just as I’m falling, I feel the pressure in my ass increase, realizing he’s added another finger. He scissors them, stretching me and preparing me to take his huge, pierced dick. His words of praise echo around me as I melt into the bed.

Once he pulls his fingers free, sitting up between my legs and uncapping the lube, I watch in a trance as he covers his cock with the liquid, pumping it in his fist and then adding more. He pours some on two of his fingers, rubbing along my hole and pressing them in. He watches his actions, his face transfixed and hungry. His hips gyrate slowly, fucking the air while his fingers move in and out.

“Fuck, you should see what you look like right now, baby girl. So open for me. So fucking pretty.”

I moan, his words doing just as much for me as his fingers are. Finally, he pulls free, leaning over me and lining up his fat cock with my entrance.

He cups my face with his clean hand and looks into my eyes.

“You’re going to breathe for me and let me take care of you, just as I have been. You understand?”

“Yes.”

“That’s a good girl.”

He kisses me as he presses in the thick, mushroom head of his dick. I gasp into his mouth, his fingers rubbing against the side of my face, calming me.

“Shh. It’s going to feel so good. But you’ve got to breathe and let me in. Relax,” he whispers against my lips.

I take a deep breath, allowing myself to relax, knowing how good this will feel if I allow it. He presses in a bit more and I feel the first of the six barbells that climb his length.

“Such a good girl, that’s one. Five to go, baby.”

He kisses me, fucking my mouth with his tongue, holding the side of my face tightly in his hand. I moan against him as I feel him press in again, deeper this time.

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