Page 23 of Stuffing His Stocking

Her tits slightly jiggle with the rapid rise and fall of her chest, while her legs spread wider to accommodate my shoulders when I wedge myself between her thick thighs. Her gaze locks on mine, and I admire her flushed cheeks as they turn a prettyshade of pink. Then she tilts her hips, lifting her pussy to my face while I hover above it and inhale her unique scent.

“Fuck, you smell good,” I admit, and breathe her in.

She pulls her lower lip between her teeth, then gives me a timid smile. “I want your mouth on me… please?”

“Hmm,” I hum. “Since you said it nicely.”

She sucks in a sharp breath when I slowly press a firm kiss to her glistening lips.

“Look how wet you are for me, dripping down to the sheets. You need it, don’t you?”

Liv nods her head while playing with my hair. It feels good having her hands on me, but I can’t wait to feel them when she’s clawing at my back as I fill her pretty little cunt.

I leisurely lick up and down her slit, circling the tip of my finger around her slick entrance. When I slide two digits inside her, her abs tighten and her core clenches, sucking me deeper. She’s so fucking wet that she instantly coats my fingers, and I add a third as I stretch her open. I use my hand to fuck her soaked pussy while my mouth goes to work on her swollen, hard clit.

“Dylan,” she hisses, rolling her hips in time with my hand.

“I won’t stop until you come on my mouth,” I say, then increase the speed and pressure of my movements.

“Please,” she begs. “I’m close.”

I like hearing her plead for me.

With a flip of my wrist, my palm turns upward and I seek the rough little spot that I know will have her coming. I make a curling motion with my fingers and massage against her slick front wall until her smooth muscles begin to flutter around me. Her wetness soaks my hand and my movements become rough while I shove my fingers in and out of her, giving attention to that sensitive little patch that makes her moan with every touch.

I suck her clit into my mouth, grazing it with my teeth and flicking my tongue across it. She tastes so good as I lick at her pussy that my aching cock smears precum onto the bed. I can’t get enough of her scent and hum my pleasure against her sensitive flesh, which is all she needs to bring her orgasm to the surface. Her thighs quiver and her cunt clamps down on my fingers until her whole body tenses before she falls over the edge and cries out my name.

“Dylan!” She fists my thick blonde hair, pulling my face toward her spasming pussy.

I carefully remove my fingers from her opening, replacing them with my tongue while I swallow down her release. She tastes like heaven, and I lick up every drop until her muscles relax and she flops onto the mattress. I hear her heavy breathing and it matches my own. Then I smile against her bare, puffy lips, knowing we’re just getting started.

“Can’t be tired now, baby.” I smirk. “I haven’t made you come with my dick yet.”

Her head slightly rises and she looks down her body at me. “There’s more?” she pants with a drowsy smile.

“Oh, there’s always more,” I assure her.

But the truth is my patience is running thin. Or at least the patience of my dick is. I’m so hard I could hammer nails with it, and the veins along my shaft look ready to burst. I note the ruddy, rounded head with precum spilling from the slit. I use the slick pearls of liquid to lube my palm and give my dick a few rough strokes.

“Turn over, baby. I want that ass in the air and your face buried into the pillow.”

Liv starts to move, but much too slow for my liking. So I climb onto the bed, grip her supple body, and flip her onto her stomach. I chuckle at her cute yelp of surprise as I help her to herhands and knees, then place a palm between her shoulder blades to guide her chest to the mattress.

I position myself behind her, tapping her soaked pussy with my dick, rubbing it between her slippery lips until the tip is resting at her core. “I promise not to be too rough.”

She looks back at me over a shoulder, her arms stretched out in front of her as she arches her back. “I want it,” she says in a sultry voice, before the corners of her mouth turn up in a seductive smile.

She rests her cheek against the cool sheets with her dark hair fanning out around her. I grab her curvy hips, relishing the plump flesh in my hands while I stare at her round, juicy ass. This view of her is perfection, with her sinful body elongated like a cat and her dripping wet pussy on full display. I can faintly see the tight rosette of her ass, and I make a mental note to ask how she’d feel about me fucking it.

As much as I want to stay here and admire the view, my aching cock tells me it’s time to move. I coat my dick with the remnants of her last orgasm, making her moan as I glide against her. Then I push the head between her lips, and that’s all the warning I give her before I’m shoving my cock deep inside her.

“Fuck,” I grunt, not prepared for how incredible it feels to finally fill her up.

“Dylan,” she cries out with her small hands clutching the sheets. My name on her lips sparks something inside me, and I’m determined to make her say it over and over again.

Liv holds on as much as she can while her body slides along the bed as I mercilessly thrust in and out of her. I probably should have made our first time together more romantic. I silently promise to make it up to her during the next round. And there will be another round, because now that I’ve finally touched her, I know it’ll never be enough.

Everything around us falls away and all I hear are her faint whimpers and the salacious sounds of our bodies slapping together. The sweet, musky scent of her pussy fills the air as I look down at the sight before me, watching my long, thick cock repeatedly disappearing inside her cunt.

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