Page 31 of Pucking Christmas Triplets Surprise

“You're teasing me.” She groans, leaning into my grasp as I pinch her right nipple and alternate to the other, my lips kissing hers. “Chris!”

Her hands tangle in my hair, urging me closer and I slide her clit between my front teeth tugging on it lightly.

“Fuck!” She yelps, shifting underneath me, but I dig my fingers in her thighs holding her in place.

“You like that, don’t you?” I murmur against her pussy lips, feeling a rush of pleasure as my fingertips are reflected red on her thighs.

"Yes," she admits breathlessly, tilting her hips forward, pushing her clit between my lips, but I pull back just out of reach.

“I think you meant no,greedy girl.” I taunt, my fingers move expertly, stroking her slick folds, probing deeper with each thrust, and fuck she’s tight.

Josie clenches her fists in my hair, pulling slightly as I take long swipes of my tongue along her clit.

“Chris, fuck,” she pants, her voice quivering with desperation. “Don’t stop…”

I let out a low, deep growl as I move my mouth over her core, because I would fucking never stop. I have no idea what inexperienced boys she's been with before, but I intend to savor every last drop of her sweetness. I will fucking lick her dry, which seems impossible with the way she's dripping down my chin.

“I am going to make you fucking drown me in your sweet cunt, understand?” I groan, replacing my tongue with the increased speed of my thumb rubbing circles over her clit while my other fingers continue their relentless pumping in and out of her. Her cunt gaping if I pull back too much, and I growl in satisfaction.

“ Yes. Yes. Yes.” She groans, her nails digging into my scalp as she pulls me closer, but I just play, putting more pressure on her as I run my thumb over her clit in the smallest circles I can manage.

I watch as the pressure builds inside her, coiling tighter and tighter as she arches and squirms away from me, but I don’t stop. I won’t stop, not until….

Her entire body convulses with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her. “Oh my-- Chris!” She cries out, her voice breaking as she rides out the storm of her climax on my fingers, her muscles clenching like she nevers wantsto let me go.

As the last tremors subside, I slide my fingers out of her heat and lick my fingers clean, savoring the tart cherry taste.

Her breathing is heavy as she throws her head back. “That was so-”

“Was?” I chuckle, “ No no no, more.”

“More?” She whimpers in a quick breath, and tries to close her legs, but I press my hand into her right thigh, my eyes boring into her.

“More.” I nod, tugging my t-shirt over my head and watching as her eyes light up, the excitement unmistakable when they land on the tattoo of her name inked on my skin. “Keep looking at me like that,” I warn, a smirk playing at my lips, “and I’ll be dragging you to the tattoo parlor to get my name on you next.”

“Promise?” She teases, leaning back, but I just growl pulling my joggers and briefs off in one smooth motion, my thick cock springs out erect and bobbing between us, the tip running against her slit.

A squeal leaves her lips, as I grip her hips and slide my cock into her entrance, and holy shit she’s tight. She holds onto my shoulders, her fingernails digging into me as I slowly stretch her. “Fuck, princess. You're going to claw me up.”

We both groan as I fill her completely, my cock sliding deep into her welcoming heat. I hold still for a moment, savoring the sensation, “I’m going to move princess, and I am not going to be able to go slow for too long.”

“Please fuck me, please.” She whimpers, her head nuzzling into my neck before I slowly pull back and thrust in again.

Each thrust pushes me deeper, and her moans grow louder and louder.“Oh God, Chris... harder.”

I don’t hesitate. I firmly grasp her thighs and begin to pound into her like it’s my fucking divine right, each thrust pushing her further back on the countertop even as she wraps them around my waist.

Josie throws her head back and arches her spine, attempting to keep up with my fast-paced thrusts. Her nails dig deep into my shoulders, marking me as she pursues her climax. I settle into the pain and run my nose up the column of her neck.

"That’s it," she moans, her voice rough as she clings to me like I am the anchor keeping her from floating away. “Please, Coach, don't stop.”

Her pleas ignite a fury in me, and I slam into her even more fiercely. The sound of our skin slapping together fills the room, echoing off the walls and mingling with our ragged breaths. Our bodies are slick with sweat and heat and desire, consumed by an insatiable need for one another. This is where we belong, locked in this raw and primal connection that transcends all else.

When her eyes light up like a Christmas show, I feel the tendrils of pleasure wrapping around her insides and squeezing tighter with each thrust. She whimpers, her body trembling as she approaches the precipice once more.

“Chris... I’m gonna…” she warns, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Do it, princess. Cum for me.” I command, forcing her eyes to lock with mine as her eyes roll.

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