Page 13 of Sophia, Property of Tracker

One hand cups my balls as the other grips my girth. Her pink tongue sneaks out and licks the tip of my head, her eyes now watching me intently. With very slow strokes, she begins to pump, causing me to buck.

“Fuck, Sophia, you’re going to make me come.”

Her eyes are so intense, and then she’s sucking me whole into her warm slick mouth. I hiss through my teeth, gripping her hair tightly, knowing it’s probably adding a sting. But it doesn’t discourage her one bit—it’s as if she’s in a zone and concentrating on her job at hand.

Moans leave her mouth, and the vibrations of her sounds cause me to flip my shit. I don’t want to come inside her mouth, I want to come inside her sweet pussy. Not able to hold back any longer, I grip her shoulders, flip her on her back, and rip her panties off before I slide straight into her. She cries out with my penetration, and I still.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No… just surprised, that’s all.”

“You drive me fuckin’ crazy. Do you know that? I have to have you.”

“Oh…” Her eyes search my face, and she lifts her head from the pillow and kisses me. Our mouths fuse together as I begin to slowly rock my hips, wanting to stay like this forever.

“You feel so good, Sophia. You’re like an aphrodisiac,” I whisper against her lips as I pick up the pace a little.

She kisses me again, and her legs lock behind my back, where the heels of her feet put pressure. I hammer into her, chasing my release and hers.

She moans.

My mouth leaves hers to suck one of her nipples. I place both arms on either side of her and raise my torso as I piston, not able to hold back any longer.

I’m close.

I’m so close, and I know she is too.

I can feel the flutter of the beginning of her orgasm on my cock.

One, two more strokes, and she’s coming.

It doesn’t take long for me to follow, and I’m squirting out my seed inside her, loving the feeling of her pussy contracting around me.

I fall flat on her trying to catch my breath, still unable to withdraw. Time stands still for a while, and finally, I roll off looking up at the ceiling, thinking,where did this girl come from?

I glance over at Sophia, her eyes are closed, but she has a big smile planted on her face.

“What are you thinking?” I ask as I run my fingers down the length of her arm.

Sophia opens her eyes and turns her head to face me. “That I haven’t had sex like this in my whole life,” she replies, her smile contagious.

“For me too,” I admit.

“Yeah, right,” she states while waving her hand in the air. “You don’t have to lie to me. I can tell you’re experienced. Shit! The way you made me come again and again…”

This girl really has no fucking idea. I turn to her, my hand supporting my head, and I pinch her chin forcing her to look at me. “Sophia, look at me.” Her playfulness leaves her beautiful face, and I have her full attention. “Believe me when I say I love being inside you and tasting you.”

Her cheeks turn pink, and I know she’s not used to this kind of talk so I adjust slightly. “You are perfect in every way.”

She smiles. “Aren’t you just the sweetest,” she replies while running her hand through my hair. “Where did you come from?”

I shrug. “I was born and raised in LA.” She giggles, then rests her head on her hand while facing me. “I’m so glad you decided to drive through Vixen Falls. Well, not the situation that led you here but the fact that you came through our quiet town.” She then looks down, and I can tell that something is running through her mind.

“What’s going on in that head of yours?” I ask, running my free hand through her long strands of hair.

She finally looks up, and I can see resistance laced in her eyes.

“Just… oh God, I’ll sound like I’m in high school having my first crush,” she says, placing her hand over her eyes.

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