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I can feel his shaft throbbing against my tongue. I know he’s close by the pressure of his hand on my head and his wildly bucking hips. I want to taste his release. I bob my head faster, sucking harder and licking every inch that will fit in my mouth.
“I’m coming, Kac,” he warns me, his voice strained. “Hold it in your mouth, don’t swallow it.”
I hum my acknowledgment, not taking my mouth off him. I want to experience him in this way and to make him feel as good as he does to me. With a deep, guttural groan, his muscles tense, and his cock pulses in my mouth. I can feel his hot, salty release coming, the heat bursting against my tongue and throat.
It’s a lot more than I expected, and I’m having trouble containing it all while he keeps thrusting while riding out his climax. I watch in awe at his stunning face, lost in the pleasure that I brought him, and I couldn’t be happier.When his eyes find mine, it’s scorching hot. He grabs the base of his cock when removing it, dragging some of his cum onto my chin.
“Show me.”
I oblige, opening my mouth and showing him the remains of his release on my tongue. A pleased smile passes over his lips, his hand stroking my hair until it settles against my face.
“That’s exactly what I envisioned when you had that sauce glistening on your lips at dinner.”
I swallow it down, pleased I could live out his fantasy from earlier tonight and proud that my first blowjob in years is a huge success. I flash him a little smirk, then show him my empty tongue, which elicits a growl from him before collapsing on the bed next to me. We share a kiss, our tongues mingling with the taste of him, and I can feel his erection hardening against my side as I break away.
“Glad you like it. Now someone said if I’m a good girl, which I was, I get what I want?”
I elbow him, watching his chest rise and fall while catching his breath.
“No rest for the weary, huh?”
“Not a chance when that snake is already trying to bite me.”
“Your wish is my command. Stay just like that. I’m taking you from behind.”
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Her dark eyebrow arches and her lips part slightly as if she’s about to ask a question, but then she seems to change her mind. I find her natural curiosity endearing, but there’s something even more appealing about her silent compliance. It’s as if her intrigue about the unexpected outweighs her usual investigative nature. This shift in her, choosing the thrill of surprise over immediate answers, feels like a victory for the trust we’re building together. I appreciate her willingness to go along with the moment, and trust me. I’m determined not to spoil it by offering explanations she hasn’t asked for.
I maneuver behind her, leaving her precisely as she was during the massage, with the only exception being a pillow stuffed under her hips to raise her slightly. When she begins to rise on all fours, I make my usual disapproving sound that has her lowering back down to the mattress. I reward her by kneading her ass and separating the plump flesh to get a visual of her delicious holes. I love that her skin tone is darker around them. The contrast in watching my cock penetrate her tightpussy is an attraction that makes me want to bust the second I’m inside.
Without feeling the wetness of her soft lips, I let a long string of saliva drop from my mouth to the center of her taint. As much as I’d love to take her anally, I’m a generously large size, and most women are unwilling to try once they see my cock. It’s a delicatessen that’s rarely offered and rarely successful. Hurting Kacie is absolutely out of the question, but with her comment that she wants to do everything, maybe we’ll try it sometime.
With one hand still separating her cheeks, she stacks her arms on the pillow and rests her cheek against her forearm, completely trusting me to care for her as she closes her eyes. It boosts my confidence, and my cock swells further. I rub the salvia with my thumb over her pussy lips, which are wetter than I expect. Some women get turned on when giving head. I suspect Kacie is one of them. If that’s the case, we’re going to warm her up with a lot more oral to get her in the mood.
“You’re very wet.”
She doesn’t open her eyes or raise her head, she sighs. I’ll keep testing her to get my real answers since she’s unwilling to share.
“Do you trust me, Kac?”
“Inexplicably.”
Her light voice is muffled against the pillow. Otherwise, the sea of silky smooth skin awaits me, and I lean forward to plant kisses down her spine. She squirms, light whimpers seeping out of her when I return to stroking her drenched pussy lips. I open her wider, knowing it will take some work to get inside from the angle. Yet, it will be worth it when I feel how tight she is and when she takes all of me straight to her cervix.
I reach into the drawer to grab a condom and roll it on, adjusting my legs over hers before pressing the tip of my cock against her slick entrance. It resists the intrusion, the space toocompressed by her thick thighs, and a smile ghosts across my face. I love curvy women, having my face or cock getting lost in their folds is the best. It’s a hidden gift that they don’t even know about. Most women want to lose weight to fit some nonsensical standard. They might not be so concerned if they only knew we wanted to be smothered by their voluptuous figure.
“You’re so sexy like this.”
I skim a hand over her ass, beyond her waist to her shoulder, giving it an encouraging squeeze, and then back down. She moans, pliable under me and patiently waiting for me to do whatever I want to her. That thought resumes my focus on getting the tip in her, and once that happens, the rest follows pretty easily.
I spread her even further, nudging her legs out a bit more to allow me in. Then, with my thighs positioned on the outside of hers, I’ll collapse them together when I’m all the way in. I level another line of spit to her plump lips as I push into her, her tight muscles giving way to me and eliciting a long moan.
“I’ve never done it this way.”
She lifts onto her elbows to glance over her shoulder. Her dark curls, silky caramel skin, and those sparklingly green eyes heighten my lust for her. I stare at her, into her, trying to communicate the growing attraction I have for her both physically, mentally, and emotionally. She’s the total package, everything I could want, and much more. Our sexual compatibility is the icing on the cake. Unbelievable, in fact.
