Page 7 of The Best is Yet to Cum

Her arms went around my neck as I dug my hands into the back of her shorts. The feel of her naked, plush ass had my dick ready to explode. When I felt her hands slip into my sweats and pull my dick out, there was no turning back.

She pulled her mouth away from mine and managed to slip between my legs and onto the floor. Before I could react, my dick was in her mouth.

“Fuck!”

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Mona

The moment I sat across from Clinton, I wanted to fuck him. I wasn’t sure how I’d make it happen, but I’d begun plotting immediately. He was deliciously fine, with his chiseled features and medium brown skin. His lips looked as if they were made to be kissed, with his beard lined perfectly around them. He had just enough hair on the top of his head for me to grab while he dined on my pussy.

I knew he’d offer to walk me to my room because he was a gentleman, but for that same reason, I didn’t think getting the dick would be easy.Thank God for those edibles.When my eyes landed on his dick print, my mouth began to water, and I wouldn’t be satisfied until he filled it.

“Fuck!” he shouted when my mouth covered his dick.

I slowly bobbed my head up and down, covering as much of his length with my mouth as I could. What my mouth couldn’t cover, my hand did, and I slid it up and down, matching the tempo of my mouth.

“Mmm,” I moaned.

“You gon’ fuck around and have a mouth full of nut.”

His warning did nothing but encourage me to give it all I had. It had been quite some time since I last sucked a dick, but it was like riding a bike, and my tricks came back to me with ease.

Gently sucking, firmly gripping the base, slipping my tongue around the head, and letting it hit the back of my throat caused his dick to pulse. When he palmed the back of my head, I knew it wouldn’t be long before his warm semen filled my mouth.

“Argh!” he groaned. “Fuck! I shouldn’t have let you do that.”

He pushed me away, and his dick slipped from between my lips. I swallowed every drop he released and licked my lips.

“What’s wro—”

Before I could ask, he swooped me from the floor and tossed me on the bed.

“Take that shit off.”

I did what he demanded without hesitation, keeping my eyes on him as he undressed. Seeing his dick live and in color was different than seeing his print or even having him in my mouth. Clinton was long and girthy, and I prayed he knew what to do with all the Lord had blessed him with.

He stood at the foot of the bed and beckoned me with his index and middle fingers. I crawled toward him, stopped at the edge of the bed, and waited for more directions.

“As good as you look on all fours, I want you on your back with your legs open wide.”

Again, I didn’t hesitate to do what he asked. By this time, my pussy was sopping wet. I reached between my legs to touch myself but felt a sting on the back of my hand.

“Ouch.”

“Did I tell you to touch yourself?” I shook my head. “This is my pussy until I say different. You don’t touch my pussy unless I tell you to.”

My eyes widened as he got on his knees, wrapped his arms around the top of my thighs, pulled my ass to the edge of the bed, and buried his face in my pussy.

“Whew, shit!”

Upon contact, he almost took my breath away. Just as it had been ages since I’d sucked dick, it had been just as long since I’d had the pleasure of having a man’s face between my thighs.

Every lick, suck, swipe, and flicker of his tongue brought me closer to heaven. When he added his fingers to the mix, using his thumb to massage my clit and sliding his fingers inside me, all while his tongue worked its magic, I became undone.

“Oh my God! Shit, I cummin’!”

I’d never felt so good in my life, and I wanted to feel it again. The pulsing of my pussy was so intense I swore I could feel it pounding in my chest. Clinton didn’t stop until he pulled another orgasm from the depths of my soul.

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