Page 69 of Off Season

I smile. “Give me more.”

She fists the sheets as her breathing picks up, but still manages to say, “I’m enraptured by Bambi tonguing my fandango.”

I can’t help but chuckle. I love her mind.

For a bit, my eyes toggle between what Bambi is doing and Kam’s face. Surprisingly, I prefer her face. It’s hard for me to see her face when my tongue is in her pussy. I love having the opportunity to see what it does to her from a different angle.

With mine and Kam’s eyes locked on each other, I watch until Bambi makes her come undone. Kam’s back arches, and she bites her lip. I ache to be that lip. Her hands squeeze her own breasts in a way that I wonder if it’s hurting her.

I have to stop stroking myself and squeeze my dick to the point of pain to make sure I don’t come. Having a bird’s eye view of Kam’s explosive orgasm will now forever be my Roman Empire.

“Thanks, Bambi. Can you please head out?”

A moment of shock and then clear disappointment splashes across Bambi’s face before she fixes her bra and walks out of the room.

Kam is still on the bed breathing heavily. With labored breaths, she asks, “You don’t want more than that?”

“Thatwas the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life. There’s no topping it. And if I don’t come in the next minute, I might actually die.”

Realization hits her as she immediately pops out of the bed and stalks toward me like the naked goddess she is. She immediately drops to her knees between my legs and runs her hands up my thighs before pulling my pants and boxer briefs down to my ankles. My whole fucking body shivers at her touch.

Her delicate pink tongue slips out of her mouth, and she licks her way up my thigh, all over my length, andeventually to my balls which are feeling particularly heavy right about now. She’s learned quickly how sensitive my balls are and how much I enjoy her giving them attention.

She sucks them into her mouth and twirls her tongue in circles as she pumps my shaft with her hand. I grit out, “Joder, Kam, no puedo durar. Estas demasiado caliente.”Fuck, Kam, I can’t last. You’re too hot.

She moans with a mouth full of my balls. She fucking loves the Spanish dirty talk even though she doesn’t know what I’m saying.

While gripping my balls, her tongue glides up my already slickened length, where she laps against the severely engorged veins. Kam savors sucking my dick like no one I’ve ever met. She gets off on giving me pleasure nearly as much as I get off giving her pleasure.

She moans as she licks through the moisture pooling at my tip. I’m gripping the sofa for dear life. I’m about to go off like a geyser, but I want to enjoy this a little longer. She hasn’t even put my full dick into her hot little mouth yet.

After what feels like the slowest seduction to ever take place, she finally feeds my cock into her mouth until my tip hits the back of her throat. “Fuuuuuck.”

I grip her hair because I know how much she loves when I do. I can pull her hair as hard as I want. It only serves to turn her on that much more.

She mumbles, “Harder,” around my cock. Yep, she loves when I roughly fuck her mouth.Did I mention that she’s the perfect woman?

With her hair in my hand, I begin to thrust up into her mouth and push her head down at the same time. She takes it all. The woman has no gag reflex.

One hand works my shaft and with the other she scratches her fingernails over my balls. That’s it for me. I swear I partially black out as I come harder than I’ve ever come before in my life. And long. It keeps going and goinguntil I see some dripping down her chin. That’s an image that will forever live in my mind.

She sits up on her knees and licks around her lips until it’s clean of my semen. “That was like another full fondue course, kitten.”

I chuckle. “Did it taste good?”

She looks down at her finger which has a few drops on it and then feeds it into my mouth. I’ve never tasted my semen before. As soon as it hits my tongue, I harden again, and she notices. She shakes her head. “I told you that you were bi.”

I tickle her and she giggles. I make a show of licking around my mouth. “Hmm. I think the pineapples are working. I’m delicious.” Pulling her to sit across my lap, I hold her naked body in my arms. “Thanks for my present. Do you have a receipt in case I want to exchange it?”

“Are you already looking to trade me in?”

“Maybe I’ll take Barbie home with me.”

She playfully smacks my chest. “It’s Bambi, not Barbie.”

“Ahh, right. I’m sure that was her birth name,” I sarcastically quip.

“No doubt.” She runs her fingers through my hair as her smile fades a bit. “Why didn’t you want me to do anything to her? I was hoping to show off my mad skills.” She flicks her tongue suggestively.

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