Page 59 of Totally Wrecked
She sighs. “I like you, Leander, so much. And what you suggest…” she bites her lip adorably, “...sounds amazing, but there are two things. Two things I need to tell you first.”
I trace my fingers over her thighs as she builds up to tell me what is on her mind. Her throat bobs when she swallows, and my cock grows even harder.
I imagine that throat bobbing as she’s swallowing me.
“So, I, err…” she says. “I spent the night with Killian on our last night in Samoa.”
“Ooh, lucky girl! You have a good time?”
She buries her face in my neck, then nods. It’s dark, but I imagine she’s blushing as she tells me more. “We made a pact that we would…spend some more, err, time together after filming. And, and I really like him.”
“Are you concerned this is cheating on Killian?”
I feel her head nod up and down.
“Princess, if Killian is a quarter of the man I expect he is, he would be thrilled that you were finding comfort and pleasure during this whole disaster. And if he didn’t think like that, then he is not worthy of you. So what is the other thing you are worried about?”
Killian seemed like he was a cool dude. I can’t see him getting bent about this.
“This is embarrassing.” Her voice gets even quieter. “But even though we’ve been in the pool, I’m not properly washed—you know, anywhere. I’ll be all sweaty,” she pauses, then says in a tiny voice, “and not very fragrant.”
“Fragrant?”
“My…err. I could be stinky. You know, my va-jay smells like decay?”
Va-jay smells like decay? This girl is hilarious, except…
Except worrying that her beautiful pussy isn’t clean enough has all the hallmarks of some douchebag making her insecure.
“Princess, let me tell you something. I want to worship your pussy, and as for the sweat and the funk? If a man truly loves to eat pussy, then he loves to eat itall.He wants to taste all of you. Your sweat and your funk is your musk—and it’s as fucking sexy as all get-out. When I eat you, I wanna get pubes stuck in my teeth, I want to drink in your rich flavors; not have a waxed, floral-smelling, prissy pussy stuck in my face.”
I reach my hand behind her and push her lacy thong to one side, slowly stroking the little crease between her thigh and her vulva. “I guess what I’m saying is I like both my pussyandmy girls, as dirty as possible.”
I’m not just saying that to reassure her, it’s totally true.
Daisy seems encouraged, and inches forward, allowing me to start trailing kisses up her inner thighs. That’s my girl.
“This is a little ridiculous,” she murmurs. “But I can’t seem to stop myself.”
“Don’t stop yourself, Daisy. And also, please, pretty please,” I kiss her thighs some more. “Take off your bra, please baby,” I ask, between kisses.
Oh boy, I really want to see those titties.
As she straddles me, her arms reach behind. She’s fiddling with the bra clasp.
“My good girl.”
The bra unfastens, the straps falling down her arms, and her beautiful heavy globes are unleashed. She pushes the bra to one side, then I’m entranced to watch her take a moment to graze her fingers over her nipples. My attention is split though, I want to keep watching her play with her titties, but I’m aching to drag my tongue across her clit.
For not the first time in my life, I wish I was a spider.
All those eyes, all those legs.
Spiders also have a really good sense of smell.
I can smell Daisy’s pussy and feel it warm and slick on the top of my chest, just inches from my mouth. Daisy lets go of one of her nipples and reaches behind her. An exquisite electric shock is sent all over my body as her small fingers tentatively trace my shaft. I want to pick her up and impale her on my cock, but I resist, and instead pull her forward those few remaining inches.
Oh Lord, her pussy is sweet.
