Page 32 of Sing Your Heart Out

I slide a finger in between her thighs and touch her clit, giving her a little taste of heaven. She moans. Then I stop.

“You like that, huh?” I tease, imitating her. I pull my finger out of her and bring it to my mouth. She tastes so good, so sweet. And I want more.

With narrowed eyes, Sarah places both of her hands on my shoulders. And in one swoop, she sits on my lap, her pussy taking me in inch by inch, fully impaling herself on my hard cock. I am surprised at the sudden aggression. But please when she starts moving her hips, trying to accommodate my length and thickness.

“Jesus!” I cried when she speeds up.

“Oh, oh, oh…” she moans. I can tell I am hitting her G-spot just right when her body arches. As her walls quiver I go faster. She feels so fucking warm and tight around me.

I didn’t think I’d ever get enough of her.

“Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Sarah cries as I continue to thrust into her. I could feel myself getting close as my toes curl and my muscles tense.

But I don’t want to cum yet.

So I pull out of her and scoop her tiny figure into my arms.

“Shit!” she curses in annoyance, shooting me a deadly glare.

But I don’t mind.

I stop in front of the dresser and slowly place her atop it. Stepping between her legs, I push them wide open, completely exposing her. My hands caress her legs, then I kneel down and feast my eyes on her pussy.

She is beautiful. I swallow hard while looking at her dripping wet pussy. She is so fucking wet that I want to suck the juices out of her.

“What are you doing? Suck it,” she orders, pulling my head closer to her body, making me grin at her impatience. “Do it hard, please,” she adds in a begging tone.

With that, I lick her with nothing but hunger. I can feel her fingers gripping my hair, and I know she liked it. Feeling proud, I slide my tongue inside her, then lap up around her clit. I am no stranger to going down on a woman.

But with Sarah, it is new and exciting.

I watch her toes curling up as she gasps while moaning and screaming my name. When I suck at her clit and knead her ass, she grunts and rakes her fingernails across my back. I am finally acting out my sexual fantasies with Sarah, and the thought alone almost makes me cum.

Pleased with her reactions, I slide two fingers inside of her as I continue licking her clit. And she wails in ecstasy as I increase my pace, pushing in and out of her rapidly.

Hard and soft. Slow and fast. That is the rhythm I followed.

“Oooooohhhhh…” she moans sexily as juices escape her pussy, filling my mouth.

I lick every drop of her cum greedily. I would do anything to make her happy.

She eyes me, biting her bottom lip mischievously. When she pulls me in for a kiss, I carry her back to the bed in my arms.

This time, it will be my turn.

I sit on the empty bed with Sarah still in my arms, her legs around my waist. I feel her bite my bottom lip, then she prompts me to lie flat on my back. Our tongues continue to probe and taste each other, and her hands travels down to my throbbing cock.

I groan when she showers me with tiny kisses, following the thin trail of hair from my chest down to my belly.

I grip her hair when her mouth reaches my balls. I can tell that she is grinning when she kisses the tip of my dick. I am acutely aware of my length and girth.

So, when I feel the warmth of her mouth around my penis, my eyes widened in a mixture of surprise and pleasure.

“Oh, fuck...!” I groan, my grip tightening on her hair.

Yes, that makes me feel so damn good.

She glances at me as she sucked my cock, swallowing my precum.

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