Page 31 of Long Hard Ride
And that’s fucking it.
She’s pushed me over the edge.
“Husbandly duty? You want to be fucked, baby girl?” Anger and lust roar through my veins. I cup her cheeks in my hands, and my lips come crushing down on her sweet mouth. The taste of that fucking lip gloss sends me into overdrive. Brooke moans, arching her back and melting into me.
How long have I been denying myself these lips? These ripe curves? I slide my hand down her back and roughly grab her ass cheek. “Does your tight little cunt want to come all over my cock again, little girl?” I gasp a breath between furious kisses. “Does your greedy little pussy want to be filled to the brim again? I’ll pump so much cum in your tight little hole it’ll come out of your mouth. Is that what you’re asking for?”
“Fuck yes,” she whimpers, and I slide my hand under her skirt and cup her pussy, running my fingers over her slippery folds. And just as I thought, this little cherry is so fucking wet for me.
“Oh, you want it bad, baby girl. We won’t be going easy this time. I warned you.” I drop my eyes down her open neckline to her heaving tits.
“I want it. I want you,” she groans, kissing me harder, tasting like candy. She grinds her hot cunt against my thick, swollen dick. I drop my hand and slide it under her blouse, over her silky skin.
“My fucking favorite,” I growl, rolling her nipple, making it grow between my fingers. I part her lips with my tongue, and she sucks it, whimpering with pleasure, just like she will when I fuck her. My poor damn cock’s oozing pre-cum, ready to tear through my pants and plunge into every one of her holes.
Brooke’s pressed against me, one leg wrapped around mine, and she’s humping my dick for all it’s worth. But I’m going to make this sexy little tease wait.
“Did you wear this pretty blouse for me?” I take hold of her shirt. Brooke gasps as I rip it open, popping off every button. She cries out as I cup her breasts and bend to suck on each nipple.
She’s never going to forget who she belongs to. I don’t even mess with the tie at her waist and go straight for her pussy again. I dip two fingers deep inside of her soaking wet slit and curl them, finding her G-spot. She starts panting.
“You think this sweet little cunt is going to leave my sight?” I bring my hand to my mouth. I inhale her pussy juice and then lick my fingers.
Her eyes flash open in shock. Heat burns behind them as she watches my every move. “Every part of you is mine, baby girl.” I go right back under her thin skirt to that sweet cherry cunt. In seconds, I’ve found her G-spot again, and she pants so hard, her legs quivering, I have to steady her with my other hand. And I don’t let up.
“Fuck,” she gasps between kisses, just about over the edge. Her legs shake. “Fuck, fuck,” she cries out. “What are you doing?” My sweet little wife moans, about to collapse on my hand. “No one’s ever done that to me before.”
I press another finger into her, spread her juice over her clit, and work it with my thumb. “Oh, sweet girl, there are a lot of things you need to learn. I’m going to teach you how to come on command first.”
Her walls clamp around me and she bucks against my hand. “You like fucking my fingers, don’t you?” I rasp, pressing the small of her back into me, keeping the pressure on her clit. “Come all over my fingers, baby girl. I want your sweet cherry cum dripping down your thighs.” I roll her clit under my thumb, harder and faster, until she screams. “That’s it, baby girl, cover my fingers with your cum.” Her hot cunt clenches around my fingers, and she cries out my name in pleasure.
Her legs buckle. I lift her in my arms in one swoop and lay her down on the table. I’m not giving my prey one second to recover.
Brooke’s blouse is torn all the way down to where it’s tied around her waist. Her flimsy bra is pushed under her heaving tits. I lift her skirt so it’s around her waist. “Is this what you wanted, you naughty-as-fuck little thing? Didn’t want to wear panties so anyone could fuck you anytime?” I grip her under her thighs and yank her sweet ass to the edge of the table. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes,” she whispers, still breathing hard from her last orgasm, still slicked with sweat.
I’m tempted to bury my face in that sweet pussy and lap up her cherry cum, but she’s been begging for a fucking for a long, long, long time. “You think you were leaving the house wearing this? Did you think you were going to get away with showing me your pretty little pussy and teasing me like that?”
She watches as I quickly get out of my jeans and my aching cock springs free. And it is so ready for business. I smooth the pre-cum around the head and stroke my pulsing shaft up and down. Brooke’s eyes are dark with heat and locked on my every move.
“Answer me,” I growl, stroking my thick dick. “Do you see how hard my cock is for you? See what you did by showing me your tits and flashing that bare ass at me?”
“Yes.” She licks her lips and gives me a mischievous smile.
“Yes what?” I take hold of her knees and open her wide, and she gasps. “Answer me.”
“Yes, husband.”
“You’ve been prancing around teasing me long enough. If you want me to fuck your sweet little pussy hard, you better ask nicely.”
“Please, fuck me.”
“Show me how much you want my dick inside you, Brooke. Spread your pussy lips open and show me.” And fuck if she doesn’t slide her hands down and spread her little cherry cunt wide open.
My gaze is transfixed on her smooth pussy lips. Her tight hole is glistening, just begging to plowed. I stroke myself faster and faster.
She’s glued to my every move. There’s no turning back now. I line my cock up to her soaking wet pussy and rub the head against her clit, making her cry out. “You sure you’re ready for a real man to give you the kind of fucking you deserve, baby girl?”
