Page 114 of Three Pucking Ex's Brothers
“Suffocate me? You think you’re going to suffocate me because of yourweight?”
She doesn’t look at me, and I know my answer. I grab her by the hips, pulling her toward me. I grip them with ferocity.
“Listen to me, Nora,” I implore. “You are not going to suffocate me.”
She looks at me with a mixture of fear, and dare I say love?
“And if you do…” I hold her gaze. “Fuck, if I die with my tongue buried in your pussy it’s the best way to go.”
She laughs, and it’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.
I lean in and kiss her. “There’s a first time for everything, right?”
She relaxes in my hold and kisses me back. “There is,” she whispers as she pushes me back into the mattress.
I’m acutely aware of how I must look—lying here on my back, my cock bobbing freely. She slowly angles herself over my face, and I have to admit the view is amazing. She has such a perfect ass. Round and firm.
I grab it and squeeze it before I pull at her cheeks, gazing at her wet, pink folds. And then I feel her hand on my cock, gently stroking me.
“Tap if it’s too much…if you need to breathe,” she says cautiously. I don’t waste a second as I dive in with my tongue, pulling her back so I can get as close as I can.
The minute I slide my tongue in her hole, I groan. Damn, she tastes better like this. My brain goes into overdrive as I kiss, lick, and suck at every spot I can, including her clit, which feels weirdly bigger, almost swollen.
And then I feelhermouth on my cock, and I buck, nearly knocking her off.
“Oh my God,” I gasp, trying to catch my breath.
“Too much?” she asks.
My answer is driving my tongue back into her sweet pussy and squeezing her ass. She resumes her motions on me, and I know it’s not going to be long.
But I want her to come first.
“Stop,” I tell her. “I don’t want to come yet.”
She stops, letting my cock rest in her mouth, but she doesn’t move or suck, and the feel is maddening.
“I want you to come first,” I tell her. “Like this.” I run my fingers through her folds, teasing her swollen bud, her wet entrance. “Can I make you come like this?”
“Yes.”
I grin and take it as a challenge. I dive back into her, using both my fingers and my tongue as best I can until I establish a rhythm. I note when she moans or stiffens, so I repeat those motions that elicit the response I want. She grinds herself against my tongue, and I start to feel like I can’t breathe, but I don’t care. I keep going.
She starts again on my cock, licking and sucking, and I feel my balls tighten, my hips thrusting of their own accord. Hermovement quickens, and before I know it, she’s riding my damn face and it feels amazing. She cries out, and her body stops. There’s barely a second before I feel her convulse around my tongue. She moans, the sound echoing in my space as the spasms continue, and I feel a rush of sweet liquid, and it hits me.
She’s coming.
This…this is what it feels like when a womancomes.
The notion sets off something inside of me as I suck and lick, craving more of the sweetness and this feeling. And then I feel her motions on my cock quicken and my balls tighten, and before I know it I can’t hold back, but I don’t stop. I keep licking and sucking my reward as I erupt into her mouth, and she swallows me down.
I don’t know how long we lie there, entwined in ecstasy. All I know is when she stops, removing herself, I feel like I could pass out.
She turns around to lie down beside me, and I don’t hesitate to pull her close and kiss her, even though I’m well aware of where my tongue has been, and where hers has been. I tastemyselfon her, and it’s not as weird as I thought it would be.
I bury my face in her neck. “Stay here, please,” I whisper. “Don’t go.”
The vulnerability in my voice is not lost on me.
