Page 93 of Your Pucking Mom

“I used to think this rink owned me. I thought about skating all the time. It was my world, so it’s only fair I show it what owns me now.”

“And what’s that?” I panted, breathless.

His whiskey-colored eyes were filled with lust. “You.”

“Anyone could walk in, Ledger,” I protested.

“Then they’ll witness the best show they’ve ever seen,” he replied with a grin.

I laughed, standing there with my ass on full display. “You’re such an exhibitionist.”

“No panties?” Ledger asked as he pulled up my shirt and pulled me closer to him.

“No. They were all dirty and my gifter seemingly forgot any undergarments.” I narrowed my eyes at him, and he laughed as he licked down my stomach.

“What a shame,” he murmured as his lips pressed against my skin.

But I pushed him away, hobbling a little bit in my skates. “Wait, I want to show you one of my favorites.”

His one eyebrow raised in question. “Oh, yeah?” He splayed out, and I sat on the bench, spreading my legs as much as I could with my pants still around my ankles.

“I didn’t expect to be doing this right now or right here,” I grumbled. “I didn’t bring anything that I normally have.” My purse was in the locker room, so I couldn’t get what I needed to.

Then I spotted that blue plastic guard sitting next to me on the bench. It was still in the plastic packaging, and I ripped it open, exposing the hard plastic. It was reminiscent texture-wise of one of the Rabbits that I owned with the ridges.

“Ah, fuck it.”

Who was I?

“This will do.”

I spread my legs awkwardly, resting my head back against the glass behind me as I moved the guard around my pussy. It was rough, the edges like teeth felt initially like they were pulling at my folds until my moisture lubed the skate guard. A little lever in the middle was kind of messing me up that would be used to stop the back of the skate from sliding around, but I pushed it so it was level, and although clunky, it worked.

“Sunshine,” Ledger groaned. “I don’t think I’ll be able to sit there and watch you touch yourself without a little sample myself.”

His fingers reached for me but I smacked them away with the guard dripping with my own wetness. “No,” I commanded, surprised at how steady my voice sounded.

“This is my favorite way of pleasuring myself.” I coughed. “Well, before I met you.”

“Fuckkk,” he groaned again as he took his fingers that I’d smacked and brought them to his lips, tasting them individually.

“Watch the show,” I crooned.

No, seriously, who the fuck was I and where did shy little Auburn go running and hiding to?

I dropped the guard toward my core as I moved the front up and down my clit, massaging my folds. My hips languidly moved up and down, grinding my clit on the plastic product.

“Your needy little cunt is so wet, Sunshine. Use your words, tell me what you’re thinking about. You’re so good at it.”

“I’m imagining the way your veiny cock teases my clit, Ledger. The way your dark, lustful eyes meet mine with a fervor I’ve never seen in anyone before.” I flipped the guard over and slowly pushed it inside me, letting the tooth like ridges rub against my insides.

I kept my fingers on my clit, stroking it with urgency as the pressure built inside me. I guided the skate guard into my pussy, and the pain of the ridges added to the roaring pleasure.

“Holy fuck, Sunshine. You’re mine,” he growled.

“When I’m at home all alone and by myself, usually I like to use my Rabbit, but I guess this works for now,” I said in a breathy whisper.

Then I thrust the skate guard in and out, fucking myself with it while continuing to flick my clit. “I think of the way you looked when I was sucking your cock. The pleasure that I was giving you was so unfiltered and real. I will never get over the way your head rolled back, the way you called my name, the way you kept coming back for more.” I continued to thrust, the ridges rubbing against my swollen and raw pussy.

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