Page 9 of Mase
“Y-Yes.”
“Good girl.” Again, I stroke over her soft curls, relishing the feel of her soaked slit with each movement.
After knowing my ex-wife was continuously lasering off every hair on her body, I was determined to make this experience something completely different, so I requested for myIndulgencegirl to have a small tuft of neatly trimmed pubic hair. Something the guys were shocked by. Bare pussy is the in thing right now, but I’ve no intention of feeling that again. Not when I can have the feel of this in the palm of my hand. I want a natural girl. “You’re all nice and soft for me. All wet for me to slide my cock inside,” I rasp, watching my fingers toy with the slick folds between her legs. “I’m going to fuck this pussy so good, my sweet girl.” She mewls at my words.
Unable to help myself, I spit at the top of her crack, causing her to jolt, then stare in rapture as my spittle trails slowly down the crack of her ass and gathers at her asshole.
Fuck, yes.
My cock leaps with anticipation. Of course, the fucker wants in there. That’s something I’ve never done before; Tara wasn’t keen on trying it either. Apart from when I was determined to see our divorce proceedings through and she attempted to seduce me with filthy promises she’d no intentions of fulfilling. In the end, it was her tears and despair that broke me down. As it always did.
I remove my fingers from between her legs, and her bodysags a little, and I can’t help the smirk that graces my face. She wants me.
This young, innocent-looking chick, who’s hot as fuck, wantsmycock buried deep inside her. “I wonder if I fuck you hard enough, if I can make it hurt, huh?” I muse to myself, fisting my aching cock to fullness. “I wonder if I can make you forget all others.” I shake my head. “I’m sure as fuck gonna try.”
She fidgets a little, and I lift my hips, imagining just that, gripping onto her slender hips and forcing her onto my cock. But I want to look into her eyes the first time I slam inside her. I want to witness the look on her face when I stretch her wide, when I use her like the whore I paid for.
“Ask me to lick your pussy, sweetheart,” I groan, pumping up and down my length. “Ask me to lick your pussy juices away.”
“Oh god,” she pants.
The slapping of me fisting my cock fills the room. “Beg me to taste your wet pussy.”
“Please.”
“Please what, sweet girl?” I groan.
Her body rises on each breath, and I love the effect I’m having on her. “Pl-please taste my pussy.”
My cock leaks streams of pre-cum over my fist, but I shake my head. “Not good enough, sweetheart. Beg!” I chide, with a sharp smack to her ass cheek that’s bound to leave a mark.
“Holy shit. Please.” She swallows audibly. “Please lick me. Taste me, Saintly Sinner.” The sound of my username on her tongue sends electricity shooting through me like a live wire to my inner thoughts, and the darkness I’ve kept hidden sparks alive.
“Back your ass up and let me lick your little hole.”
“Oh, Jesus,” she moans wantonly.
Then she shuffles back until her legs align with the edge of the couch. I only have to lean forward slightly for my tongueto be within reach of her ass, and I push my head into her spread cheeks and bury my face between her thighs. My tongue darts out, and I flatten it to sweep through her slick folds. She sways on her feet, and I’m left with no choice but to reach out and hold her steady. “Good girl,” I croon, and her taste bursts onto my tongue. “Fuck, you taste good.”
Again and again, I groan into her wet heat while my cock throbs, willing me to let him get in on the action. I lick her deeper, and with each stroke of my tongue, my balls fill and my mind wanders with possibilities.
Her pregnant, swollen with my child as I lick her sweet pussy clean of her arousal.
She arches her back, pushing her cunt into my face, and I smile on a sharp inhale of her scent.
“Sinner, I-I think I’m…” Her small body becomes rigid, so I pull back, breaking the connection between us.
“You only come on my cock!” I smack her ass hard, and she whines at the contact. Then I dive back in, lavishing her pussy with calculated strokes of my tongue, burrowing inside her hole to bring her closer and closer to her orgasm.
The taste of her pussy is addicting. My cock is ready to burst, and I can’t help but pump my hips and delight in the thought of her choking on my length while I lick her.
Lap after lap, my tongue devours her, then retreats each time her body tightens, determined to keep her on edge. “Fuck, yes,” I groan into the room when an unexpected burst of pre-cum pours from my tip. “Fuck!” I grunt, struggling to stifle my impending orgasm.
Releasing her, I sink back into the couch, breathless and lightheaded, and when she straightens and turns to face me, I rake my gaze up and down her body. She wobbles, and I realize she’s lightheaded too, but she didn’t get to come yet, and I love having that control over her.
I flick my chin toward the bedroom door. “Go get on the bed and spread your legs. I want inside that cunt.”
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