Page 117 of Dirty Pucker

“It feels amazing.”

I circle my thumb around her asshole. “Has anyone touched you here before?”

She shakes her head.

I tongue her again. “Has anyone tasted you here?”

She shakes her head again.

I groan as I tease her asshole with my tongue some more, losing my mind as I eat her perfect ass.

I pull away and give her ass cheek a soft smack. She yelps. A second later, it turns into a groan.

“They missed out. Because you’ve got the hottest ass in the entire world.”

I bury my face between her cheeks once more. As I swirl my tongue, I slide a hand around to her pussy. Gently, I swirl my fingers around her swollen clit. My fingers and my tongue work in tandem to bring her the pleasure she deserves. I feel her unravel between my mouth and my hands. Her entire body tenses and shakes.

“You’re close, aren’t you?”

She whines, “Yes.”

“Good girl.”

A minute later, she explodes, pinned between me and the shower wall. I keep working my tongue and my hands until she reaches back and pushes my face away.

I fall back on my heels and gaze up at her. Her hair is wet and messy, her skin is flushed pink, her eyes are cloudy, and she’s smiling like she’s drunk.

The second I stand up, her hand wraps around my dick. She pumps me in her hand, firm and steady. With her other hand, she grips my jaw and kisses me roughly.

I’m hard as concrete, her hand feels so good jerking me off. Heat is simmering in my lower abdomen as the pleasure builds.

I try to last as long as I can, but it’s impossible. I’m so turned on from making her come twice and from eating her gorgeous ass.

My cock is throbbing, aching for release. She drops her hand from my face and gently grips my balls. Thirty seconds later, I’m a goner. I spill into her hand with a roar. I plant my hand on the opposite wall just to keep myself upright. Heat rockets through my entire body. My arms and legs turn to liquid.

She pulls her hands away from my dick and leans against the shower wall, a naughty smile playing across her lips. I pull her against me and kiss her.

“Incredible,” I say against her mouth.

We wash up and rinse off, then step out of the shower. I grab a towel and wrap it around her, then grab one and start to dry off. I catch her staring at me.

“What?”

She smiles and shakes her head. “I just can’t get over how sweet and generous you are.”

As happy as I am to hear that, it also makes me sad. It means that the guys Ingrid was with before probably didn’t treat her very well.

I wrap my arms around her and pull her close.

“Is this what it’s like to be your girlfriend? Endless orgasms and being doted on?”

I smile. “I never really thought of it that way. But yeah.”

She beams wide and kisses me. “Wanna order breakfast?” she asks.

“Yeah.”

When she moves to walk out of the bathroom, I grab her arm gently and pull her back to me. Then I lean down and toss her over my shoulder. She squeals as I carry her back to the bed. I drop her on the mattress. Her towel falls away, leaving her naked.

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