Page 59 of Bad Behavior

My dick twitches, and it takes everything in me not to just bury myself in her hot mouth. I imagine how I would do it. How good it would feel just to put my hand in her hair, to let go and fuck her mouth and throat.

But no. I open my eyes again, breathing hard. She’s looking up at me, her lips on the ver tip of my dick, her eyes telling me that she trusts me. I have to remember that.

“Open your mouth a little, and stick out your tongue,” I encourage her, pressing the blunt head against her lips. She does, rolling out the velvety tip of her tongue. It caresses the head of my cock, and sends tiny lightning bolts of electricity down to my feet. My toes curl.

“Fuuuuuuck,” I whisper. She nudges my hand out of the way, closing her little fist around my cock. I put my hand into her hair as she sinks her mouth down on my dick.

I wince a little as her teeth get the sensitive spot under the head. “Watch your teeth,” I warn, tightening my grip on her hair.

She corrects herself, covering her teeth with her lips. She then starts to work her head forward and back, fucking me oh so slowly. I groan as she picks up the pace a little, closing my eyes and leaning my head back.

Usually when I’m fucking a girl’s pussy or ass, I’m in a position of complete control. I can stop or slow down as often as I want, which helps me keep from blowing my load before I’m ready. Even with throat-fucking, I am in control more than I am now.

And control is something I desperately need to have, especially now. Especially with Emma. I have to remember that this is only her second time having sex; I can’t scare her off of going down by grabbing her and fucking her throat. And as much as I’d like to cum in her mouth, I know that I can’t. It’s too much.

“Fuckkkk,” I hiss. Her mouth feels incredible, it’s going to be hard to restrain myself. “Okay, okay. You have to stop, otherwise I’m going to finish in your mouth.”

I gently grab her face and push her back. She sits back on her heels, wiping at her mouth with the back of her hand.

“You taste good,” she says, her eyes scanning my face. “Did I do it right?”

“Your mouth is incredible.” I pull her up, and then toss her onto the bed. “I just didn’t want to cum in there, when there are so many other places that call my name.”

She giggles for a second. I grab her knees and force them apart, leaning down to kiss her tits. Then I go straight for her pussy, spreading it with two fingers, and licking her clit.

Emma cries out and buries her hands in my hair, her back bowing. I trace figure eights around her clit and dip my tongue into her pussy, loving the scent and taste of her. Just as she gets worked up, her juices flowing, I press her knees up and lick my way around the tiny pucker of her ass.

“Oooh!” she cries, startled.

I kiss and lick it for a second, penetrating her ass with the tip of my tongue. Then I break away, kissing her inner thighs, kissing and biting her breasts.

“I want you to touch yourself again,” I whisper in her ear. “While I’m taking you from behind, I want you to make yourself come.”

She nods eagerly, and I flip her over. She braces herself on her knees and elbows, showing her pretty pussy and ass to me. I grasp my cock, pressing the head to her entrance.

I lean in, then I stop for a second. “Fuck, I have to grab a condom.”

“No, no you don’t,” she says, a little bit breathless. “I mean, assuming you’re clean. I’m on an IUD.”

I answer her by leaning over to kiss her on the back, right on her spine. She shivers, and I grasp my cock again. I press my cock to her entrance.

“Touch yourself,” I order. She reaches under her body, and starts to play with her clit.

I plunge inside her, and hear her gasp. It feels so hot and so tight that I have to go slow, otherwise I’ll come right away.

“Oh my god,” she gasps. “Jameson, your cock feels so good.”

I grab her hips and use them as leverage while I fuck her, working my cock in and out of her pussy. She begins to tighten her pussy even more as she plays with her clit. I focus, closing my eyes, and try to hit her g-spot every time I thrust.

Finally she bursts, coming with a shout. I speed up as soon as I feel her begin to spasm, letting myself pound into her like a jackhammer. She cries out my name, which has never sounded better.

I feel my cock start to twitch and pulse as I drive home again and again. I feel like I’m coming like a fucking fountain, her pussy milking my cock for everything it’s worth.

“Fuck!” I shout. “God damn, Emma.”

I catch myself before I slump face first into her back, diverting my weight to fall beside her instead. She doesn’t move, she lies on her stomach, facing away from me, her breathing ragged.

I struggle for breath too, but I also feel an overwhelming need to kiss her. I turn her over to face me with one hand, and cup her cheek.

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