Page 144 of S is for SEX

“Oh holy fuck…” I moaned.

He began to moan more aggressively into my thighs. His beard against my inner thighs caused me to tingle all over as he forced his tongue in and out of my pussy.

“Jesus Biscuit…Jesus…I…” I wailed as I closed my eyes.

He pressed his tongue deep, held it there, and began some new procedure on my g-spot. Instead of flicking the tip of his tongue against it once and retracting it, he now held his tongue in place, and flicked the tip of his tongue against my sensitive g-spot over and over. I opened my eyes and stared up at the sky as my body convulsed and my toes began to curl.

“Holy…shit…” I squealed as I heard the table creak beneath our weight.

My pussy began to tingle from the inside out, and my mind went blank. When I came back to my senses, my entire body felt as if it was on fire, and I was standing beside the table wide-eyed with my hands raised to my mouth.

“What the fuck did you get up for?” he asked as he stood.

“What the fuck just happened?” I asked.

“Well, I was doing the flicker and you screamed, came all over my face, and jumped up,” he said as he wiped his beard with his hand.

“The what?” I muttered.

As if I was some inexperienced sexual idiot, he raised one eyebrow, turned up his palms, and shrugged his shoulders slightly.

“The flicker. It’s when I hold my in tongue deep and tease your g-spot. You like it?” he asked.

“Uhhm, yeah. That’s an understatement,” I murmured.

“Well, we better keep at it before your pussy goes all back to normal,” he said as he reached for his belt.

I was still floating round somewhere in the star-filled sky as I watched him remove his boots, jeans, boxer shorts, and shirt. Now standing at the edge of the deck naked as the day he was born, I stared at him realizing it was the first time I had actually studied him while he was fully naked. Covered in tattoos and muscles, his cock hung between his legs like another limb altogether.

“Come here and give me a hug. And take that shirt off, I wanna see those big titties,” he said flatly.

“Huh? A hug?” I asked.

“Yeah, a fuckin’ hug,” he responded.

I pulled off my shirt and removed my bra. Somewhat self-conscious about my large breasts, I crossed my arms over my chest as I approached him, unfolding them as I stepped in front of him. As my arms wrapped around his upper body, he reached down and lifted me from my feet.

With his hands against my ass, and his forearms along my thighs, he held me above the floor in his arms. Slowly, he began to lower me slightly as he released my left leg and obviously guided his cock into my throbbing and overly anxious pussy.

As I felt his cock penetrate me, I gasped in slight shock. In this position, it felt huge. With each additional inch of his girth inside of me, my eyes widened slightly in disbelief. When he was finally all the way in, I felt as if the tip of his dick was in my chest.

“Holy shit…this…feels….weird,” I stammered.

“You’ll get used to it,” he said with a nod.

“Ready?” he asked.

Eager to have him fuck me senseless, I nodded my head and bit my lip.

Holding me in his arms and moving me up and down as if I were a rag doll, he began to raise and lower me onto his stiff cock. To ease the process and minimize the pain, I spread my legs wide and extended them beyond his hips.

With his massive hands cupping my ass, he began to thrust his hips up and down, pressing his upper thighs against my butt cheeks. The sound of skin on skin echoing into the night was almost as big of a turn on as him fuckin me on the deck.

“Who’s little pussy am I fuckin’, Kat?” he asked as he pounded himself in and out of my dripping wet pussy.

“Yours,” I whimpered.

And, as much as he’d never admit it, my pussy was just that.

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