Page 8 of Pursued By the Sasquatch

“Only when you are ready for me to see all of you. For now, your face is enough.”

I pressed the vibe against my clit, and it immediately wasn’t enough. I ramped up the power and let a moan out as it sent warmth and need up through my body. Watching him the whole time, I rocked against it.

Until then, I’d had no idea that eye contact could be so sexy. I lifted up and positioned myself above the vibrator, exaggerating the movement so he knew exactly what I was doing. Then I slid down onto it, gasping as it first entered me and then again when it was all the way in.

A groan slipped out of Kiy, and his head lolled back slightly. “Is that big enough for you, baby?”

I glanced down at the bulge in his pants. He was definitely bigger than this. “No. It’s not enough.” I was sure he understood my meaning. I wanted him.

“Fuck yourself for me, baby.”

I just about lost it at that. As much as I wanted him, I found I was enjoying performing for him and I nearly came on the spot. I took a moment to pull myself together and then began bouncing up and down on the vibrator. Slowly at first, then faster. Then harder, grinding my clit against the long vibrating ears.

Kiy undid his pants and showed me what I’d been wondering about. A huge thickly ridged cock sprang out, and he quickly wrapped a large hand around it. As I drove myself towards a climax on my toy, he pleasured himself to the sight of me. It was the hottest experience in my life. I felt like I was on fire. I came hard. My whole-body convulsing with the waves of heat. And when his name left my lips, he grunted and moaned.

“Lie down, baby.”

I rolled backwards, still warm and panting from my climax. The vibrator was now too intense, and I turned it off and flung it to the side. He moved to stand over me and positioned his cock at my now exposed entrance. This close to me, it was huge. I didn’t think it would fit.

“Don’t worry, not yet. We’ll get you there.”

Despite my fear, the thought that it wasn’t going to happen right now ignited longing in me again. Without thinking, I reached down and rubbed at my clit. I felt like an animal built on nothing but instinct.

“Fuck baby, yes. Keep touching yourself for me.”

I rubbed harder and harder. Once again abusing my clit.

“Oh, you like it hard and rough? Good.”

“Yes. Yes, I want you.” This was a new part of me. Bold and needy all at the same time.

Kiy’s hand sped up and with a wicked growl he came, spurting over my clit and onto my entrance. The added lubrication made my fingers slippy, and I pressed harder, coming soon after him with a cry. My body jerked and arched through the waves of pleasure as the tension rocked me and then subsided.

“That’s it baby, ride it out. There you go.”

I eventually slumped down on the bed, too exhausted and happy to feel any shame about what I’d just done. Kiy had enjoyed it and that was all I cared about.

Chapter 8

Kiy

A part of me wanted to let her fall asleep. She looked like an angel. A slightly ruffled angel with her dress up around her waist. My dirty little angel. But I wouldn’t let her fall asleep before I had cleaned her up. I fetched tissues and ran a cloth under warm water. I set about cleaning where my cum lingered on her skin. She watched me, heavy eyed, and then began to breathe more heavily when I rubbed the rough flannel over her. Her cheeks flushed pink the way they had when she was riding her toy.

I took the flannel away when I was sure she was clean and ran my finger gently over her clit. She gasped and my cock twitched at finally getting to touch her. I could feel the warmth of the blood rushing to my groin and wondered at this perfect creature who could get me hard again so quickly.

“Please.”

Her voice was like a whisper on the wind, and I couldn’t refuse her. I took a thick finger and slid it down to her opening. She ground against it like a needy little creature. I pushed inside her and watched her twitch before pulling it back out. I gazed intently at her as I put my finger in her mouth and sucked her juices off it. She tasted of honey and lust.

Her moan as I sucked was enough to make my composure fray at the edges. I pushed the finger back in and then pulled out to add a second. My two fingers were bigger than her toy had been, so I pushed slowly, easing in. She stretched beautifully for me, panting and moaning with each inch. Once they were fully inside her, I bent them slightly upwards and pulled out. I could tell when I hit the exact spot inside that would drive her insane as she twitched.

I set a slow pace and tried to ignore the desperate need in my cock. I felt like every muscle in my body was tensed and desperate, but I had to work her up to taking me, and the thought of accidentally hurting her held me together. The only thing she should ever experience from me was pleasure and joy.

“More please.”

Her plea lodged in my brain as my new favorite sound. I sped up and listened to her moans speed up, too. I wanted her wrapped around me so badly. It wasn’t long before she came again, clenching around my fingers. That was going to feel so good around my cock. Her face tensed and then relaxed as her whole body seemed to melt into the bed.

“Was that nice, my sweet?”

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