Page 61 of Bad Seed
I’m shaking, fighting to stay on my toes to give him access as he strains around me. He’s so huge it’s like being swallowed up by a bear. The heat of his body swarms mine. His smell, of a garden after the rain, envelops me. I fall back and reach for his hair.
As I rifle through his locks, Aubry nips down my neck. Every kiss sends me reeling. I’m not even looking at the camera, just wildly jabbing at buttons. With every snap, he thrusts, digging his cock into my panties and up through me.
“Yes…” I pant, throwing both hands behind his neck to keep my body balanced. “Yes!”
He stops. His fingers slide out of me and I nearly whimper.
“You’re not doing what I said.” His voice thunders through my chest.
About to apologize, I flail my hand back for the camera.
My panties tumble to the floor.
“You need to be incentivized,” he orders.
Yes. Please.Incentivize me.Give me direction. Notes.
Critique me, daddy!
My bra opens. I reach up for the straps without thinking when the heat behind me vanishes. Flustered, I turn to find him as if he’s vanished into the ether.
Standing there, with one hand wrapped around his pulsing cock, Aubry worries a condom on as he stares at me. His eyes throb with the same ache as the purple vein in his shaft.
“Get into position,” he says.
I damn near fling myself at my camera. One hand on the shutter, the other clinging to the tripod for stability, I stick out my ass and wait. A low chuckle rises from him.
Fingers dance up my spine.
“Good,” he whispers, caressing all the way to the nape of my neck, where he gathers my hair in his hand. “Very good.”
The heat hardens behind my ass, molds around it. I try to glance back, but I catch his eyes gleaming and I turn around. I’m supposed to take pictures.
As he teases me I try to focus, first myself, then the camera. The eggplant zips in and out from the blurry realm until it’s centered and sharp. Perfect.
“Oh, shit. Oh, fuck!”
The crown of his cock spreads my throbbing pussy apart. Whimpering and panting at the same time, I try to stand my ground and not thrust back onto him. He holds my hair tight in his hand and, with the other, traces over my hip.
Working an inch inside, he reaches around to my full pussy.
Everything stops.
He pulls out.
“Where are your toys?”
“My what?” I stare over my shoulder and it hits me that he wants…he thinks… “I don’t have any—”
“Where?” he thunders. Shame blisters under my skin and my guilty eyes glance to the side of the bed. Aubry naked, cock hard, bends over and pulls out the shoebox. Without a second thought, he tosses off the lid and exposes them all to the light. “No, no.” He shoves the mass of dildos aside and picks up one of the squat vibrators. “Maybe. Wait.”
Aubry’s in the way, and I can’t see what he picks up. “Perfect.” Holding his prize tight to his chest, he stares at me.
I whip my head back to the eggplant, uncertain what’s coming. Did he find that one butt plug someone got me as a joke? Oh, I hope not.
“Sadvhi.” His voice pours honey down my spine. Warmth curves over my ass and I try to brace myself. Instead of cold lube striking it, the slick pull of his cock runs down and rests right against my entrance.
Silicon glides up my thigh. I stare down and my little rose looks back.Is he…?
