Beatrice has her way with Bennie
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I sat down on the couch with a big bowl of popcorn in my hands. The hot bowl felt nice against the bare skin of my belly, since I was only wearing the usual sports bra and boyshorts.
Dylan, my fiance, Sat a few feet down, his legs propped up on the coffee table as he browsed the TV channels with the remote.
He turned to me and spoke. "There's nothing good on. Wanna watch one of our DVDs?"
"Sure," I said through a mouthful of popcorn.
He got up, straightened his boxers and t-shirt and walked over to the shelf full of movies.
"Ghostbusters... or... Forrest Gump... or..."
"How about Ace Ventura? We haven't seen that one in a while."
"Which one?"
"Umm... the one with the bats. I forgot what is was called..."
"Ok," he replied, pulling the case from the shelf and popping it open. He then put the disc in the DVD player and started the movie.
He sat back down, but this time, a lot closer. Like, ass-to-ass and ankle-to-ankle. His arm wrapped around me as he pecked a kiss on my forehead.
The movie began, and we settled down, taking turns grabbing handfuls of popcorn from the bowl.
A noticed his other hand resting on my thigh, playing with the hem of my boyshorts. I shot him a questioning look, but he only shrugged it off and continued.
A few minutes later... his hand slid the shorts up and starting brushing the skin of my inner thigh. I immediately got goosebumps as his hand crept further and further upward.
"Erm, what are you doing?" I said, stopping mid-chew.
He smirked, removing the bowl of popcorn from my hands and setting it on the table. He stood up, then offered me a hand.
I reluctantly took it, and he led me to our bedroom. He gently laid me on the bed, his face looking mischievous.
"Dylan- you know we can't have sex until-" I began, but only to be interrupted.
"That's not what I'm doing," he said, sliding my boyshorts off and exposing my bottom half. I blushed as he tossed them aside, and leaned down onto the mattress.
And then... My head nearly exploded with pleasure.
Dylan's mouth was all over me, kissing my thighs and licking my clit. My eyes rolled back in my head as I let out a shaky gasp.
"Oohh, fuck, Dylan..."
He looked up at me, looking smug at the sight of my tomato-red face.
His tongue flicked around my nub, then plunged inside me. His lips sucked on the outer skin as his tongue wriggled inside me.
"Oh my God... Dylan..."
"Should I stop?" He asked, looking concerned as he moved his head away.
"No!" I shouted, grabbing a fistful of his shaggy hair and shoving his face onto me.
He continued to eat me out, as one hand crept up to my sports bra and lifted it up, letting my boobs jiggle free.
His other hand went under my butt and lifted me up closer to his face. The hand by my boobs began to squeeze handfuls of flesh, making my panting louder.
"Ah, don't stop... please..." I commanded, bucking my hips as his tongue kept working inside. He pulled out and began licking the lips, making everything wet.
"God, I love you Blu..." He moaned, and I noticed the tent in his boxers.
And just like that, I squirted onto his face, making him chuckle as I panted.
After I rode out my orgasm, I jumped up from the bed and shoved him down. He looked a bit taken aback as yanked his boxers down and his erection sprung free.
"B- Blu-" he stuttered, but I cut him off as I licked his tip.
"Mmph," he grunted biting his lip, his whole face burning red.
I giggled at his reaction and repeated it, getting the same outcome. I then wrapped my hand around his shaft and starting pumping slowly.
"Mmm..." He moaned, his face so red I thought he'd get a nosebleed.
"Dylan, let it out. There's no use in holding it in," I say softly, making him nod and open his eyes.
I pumped my hand a tad bit faster, then kissed his tip. He grabbed handfuls of the bedsheets as I pumped him faster.
"D- Don't go much faster- I'm really sensitive down there," he said, his voice trembling.
I ignored him and went faster with my hands, my mouth now fully on his tip. He clenched his teeth as I watched a bead of sweat roll down his face.
"Damn, Dylan, you really are," I snicker.
"Shut up," he said in between breaths.
I rolled my eyes playfully, continuing to pump him as my other hand reached up and flicked his nose. His eyes shot open in surprise.
"Dork," I laugh.
"You suck, Blu," he grunted, trying his best to form a good comeback.
"Not with that attitude, I don't," I say, smirking as my hands abandon his dick.
"No, no, please keep going," he begged.
"Alright... I guess," I say, smirking even more.
He frowned at my gesture, but it quickly faded when I returned to him. I licked the length of his dick, then shoved him deep in my mouth, making him gasp.
"Oh my God, Blu!"
A reached under to rub circles on his balls, my head bobbing up and down, making a "schwick, schwick" noise each time.
I pulled him out and flicked my tongue against his slit, and just as I was about to put him in between my lips, a shot of cum splattered against my face.
A few more squirts came out, drenching my hair and chest. I wiped some of it out of my eyes so that I could pump him and let him ride out his orgasm.
After his breathing slowed, I spoke.
"You, know, you could've given me a heads up."
"You didn't give me one," he shot back.
"Touche." I answer.
We both start giggling madly, pecking kisses on each other before heading to the bathroom to clean up.
Dylan, my fiance, Sat a few feet down, his legs propped up on the coffee table as he browsed the TV channels with the remote.
He turned to me and spoke. "There's nothing good on. Wanna watch one of our DVDs?"
"Sure," I said through a mouthful of popcorn.
He got up, straightened his boxers and t-shirt and walked over to the shelf full of movies.
"Ghostbusters... or... Forrest Gump... or..."
"How about Ace Ventura? We haven't seen that one in a while."
"Which one?"
"Umm... the one with the bats. I forgot what is was called..."
"Ok," he replied, pulling the case from the shelf and popping it open. He then put the disc in the DVD player and started the movie.
He sat back down, but this time, a lot closer. Like, ass-to-ass and ankle-to-ankle. His arm wrapped around me as he pecked a kiss on my forehead.
The movie began, and we settled down, taking turns grabbing handfuls of popcorn from the bowl.
A noticed his other hand resting on my thigh, playing with the hem of my boyshorts. I shot him a questioning look, but he only shrugged it off and continued.
A few minutes later... his hand slid the shorts up and starting brushing the skin of my inner thigh. I immediately got goosebumps as his hand crept further and further upward.
"Erm, what are you doing?" I said, stopping mid-chew.
He smirked, removing the bowl of popcorn from my hands and setting it on the table. He stood up, then offered me a hand.
I reluctantly took it, and he led me to our bedroom. He gently laid me on the bed, his face looking mischievous.
"Dylan- you know we can't have sex until-" I began, but only to be interrupted.
"That's not what I'm doing," he said, sliding my boyshorts off and exposing my bottom half. I blushed as he tossed them aside, and leaned down onto the mattress.
And then... My head nearly exploded with pleasure.
Dylan's mouth was all over me, kissing my thighs and licking my clit. My eyes rolled back in my head as I let out a shaky gasp.
"Oohh, fuck, Dylan..."
He looked up at me, looking smug at the sight of my tomato-red face.
His tongue flicked around my nub, then plunged inside me. His lips sucked on the outer skin as his tongue wriggled inside me.
"Oh my God... Dylan..."
"Should I stop?" He asked, looking concerned as he moved his head away.
"No!" I shouted, grabbing a fistful of his shaggy hair and shoving his face onto me.
He continued to eat me out, as one hand crept up to my sports bra and lifted it up, letting my boobs jiggle free.
His other hand went under my butt and lifted me up closer to his face. The hand by my boobs began to squeeze handfuls of flesh, making my panting louder.
"Ah, don't stop... please..." I commanded, bucking my hips as his tongue kept working inside. He pulled out and began licking the lips, making everything wet.
"God, I love you Blu..." He moaned, and I noticed the tent in his boxers.
And just like that, I squirted onto his face, making him chuckle as I panted.
After I rode out my orgasm, I jumped up from the bed and shoved him down. He looked a bit taken aback as yanked his boxers down and his erection sprung free.
"B- Blu-" he stuttered, but I cut him off as I licked his tip.
"Mmph," he grunted biting his lip, his whole face burning red.
I giggled at his reaction and repeated it, getting the same outcome. I then wrapped my hand around his shaft and starting pumping slowly.
"Mmm..." He moaned, his face so red I thought he'd get a nosebleed.
"Dylan, let it out. There's no use in holding it in," I say softly, making him nod and open his eyes.
I pumped my hand a tad bit faster, then kissed his tip. He grabbed handfuls of the bedsheets as I pumped him faster.
"D- Don't go much faster- I'm really sensitive down there," he said, his voice trembling.
I ignored him and went faster with my hands, my mouth now fully on his tip. He clenched his teeth as I watched a bead of sweat roll down his face.
"Damn, Dylan, you really are," I snicker.
"Shut up," he said in between breaths.
I rolled my eyes playfully, continuing to pump him as my other hand reached up and flicked his nose. His eyes shot open in surprise.
"Dork," I laugh.
"You suck, Blu," he grunted, trying his best to form a good comeback.
"Not with that attitude, I don't," I say, smirking as my hands abandon his dick.
"No, no, please keep going," he begged.
"Alright... I guess," I say, smirking even more.
He frowned at my gesture, but it quickly faded when I returned to him. I licked the length of his dick, then shoved him deep in my mouth, making him gasp.
"Oh my God, Blu!"
A reached under to rub circles on his balls, my head bobbing up and down, making a "schwick, schwick" noise each time.
I pulled him out and flicked my tongue against his slit, and just as I was about to put him in between my lips, a shot of cum splattered against my face.
A few more squirts came out, drenching my hair and chest. I wiped some of it out of my eyes so that I could pump him and let him ride out his orgasm.
After his breathing slowed, I spoke.
"You, know, you could've given me a heads up."
"You didn't give me one," he shot back.
"Touche." I answer.
We both start giggling madly, pecking kisses on each other before heading to the bathroom to clean up.
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