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Being a teenager is hard. No one understands you or takes you seriously. Even my parents, who are supposed to be the most understanding people in the world, forget I’m alive sometimes. The best part of my week is when my dad brings over his business partner, Jack. Jack is tall, has beautiful brown eyes, the darkest brown hair, and lips that make me melt. There’s only one problem with him, he’s 35. That’s just over twice my age, but that doesn’t stop the dirty thoughts I have about him. But I get in to that, I’ll tell you a little about me. I’m 18, 5’1” tall, and have boobs big enough for two people. The summer after ninth grade I went from a B cup to a DD. This brought the attention of a lot of guys in school, but I wasn’t interested. I’ve always loved older men. I played around with a couple of guys in my grade but they never knew what they were doing. Each night after they went home, I’d lay in my bed and rub my clit thinking about Jack.
I had given a couple of blowjobs, and been fingered a few times, but I wanted to know what it was like to be with a real man. I often fantasized about Jack fucking me. I’d think about him sucking my nipples and maybe even licking my pussy. I had no idea what any of those felt like, but I had seen enough girls screaming in porn to know that I would like it. I found out pretty quickly that I was a soaker. Just the thought of seeing Jack’s naked body next to mine made my panties completely wet. Sometimes I had to change my underwear two or three times just in the few hours Jack was visiting my dad.
One day I decided that I’d had enough of just thinking about Jack. It was time to get him. I would make him mine. Now I just needed a plan to make it happen. Luckily for me, it was Thursday already. That meant only one more day until I got to see him. I had to think quick. If only I knew what he liked. I decided that I couldn’t go wrong with a short skirt, hot pink thong, and matching bra. So that was my plan, I’d get dressed up and convince him that he wanted me as much as I wanted him. I stopped at a lingerie store on the way home from school. I had some extra money from the babysitting jobs I had been doing lately, so that’s what I used to buy the sluttiest bra and thong set I could find. I hurried home and changed into my new underwear. I put on a short black skirt and white tank top. You could clearly see the pink bra underneath the tank top and I liked it that way.
I heard the doorbell ring. Showtime. I ran downstairs so I could beat my dad to the door. I yanked the door open and there was Jack in all his perfection. He was wearing black dress pants and a tan v-neck tshirt. The first thing I could think about was how I knew that tshirt had been under his button up. I just imagined him taking off his dress shirt after a long day of work. I wanted to rip it off him. I wanted to straddle him in the car, kiss his neck, and run my hands up and down his perfect body. I settled for a simple “Hi, Jack.”
“Hi Sophie. You’re looking beautiful, as always.” I needed to change panties. I wasn’t sure, but I thought I could feel a drop or two of wetness on my thighs. I leaned in to give him a quick hug, making sure to press my breasts against him more than was necessary. I couldn’t tell if he noticed, because he was a good 8 inches taller than me so it was hard to see his facial expression. I pretended his cock got hard because of my touch. I pulled away to be sure that he couldn’t feel the wetness dripping between my legs. I made sure to do a quick twirling turn so that the short skirt would flare up and give him a glimpse of my ass. I looked over my shoulder to see if he noticed. He was still smiling that same amazing smile. I imagined him grabbing my ass and fucking me right there in the entryway.
My dad’s voice snapped me out of my daydream, “Hey man, have a seat, I’ve just gotta grab those papers out of my office upstairs.” Jack sat down on the couch and put his hands on his knees. I plopped down in the computer chair across the room and purposely left my legs spread just enough that I knew Jack could see my underwear. I saw his brown eyes widen. I flashed an evil grin. I wanted him to know that I meant it. His left hand moved slightly up his thigh and I immediately wondered if he was trying to cover a hardon. I told myself he was. This made me even wetter. I mimicked his motion and moved my hand up my bare thigh. Just as my fingertips reached the hem of my skirt, my dad came into the room shuffling a stack of papers. “Soph, get us some drinks, will you honey?”
“Sure. What will you have Jack?” He chose sweet tea. I headed toward the hallway.
“Aren’t you going to ask what I want?”
“Dad, you drink Jack and Coke every single day. I’ve been making them since I was ten, I know what you want.”
“That’s my girl. Jack, isn’t she just the best k** a guy could ask for?”
I smiled to myself. I’d show him the best a guy could ask for.
I got the drinks and sat them down on the coffee table in front of the couch. I made sure to bend over directly in front of Jack, giving him full view of my cleavage. I did a quick boner check, but his hand was blocking my view. Damn I wish I knew if he even noticed my advances. I figured now was the best time to change underwear, as I could barely feel a dry spot left on the ones I was wearing. I skipped up to my room and pulled open my panty drawer. I found a pair of black string bikinis that were the next best thing to my new thong. I crossed the hall to the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I tossed the soaked underwear into the hamper and slid the black ones up my legs. Now to get back to my man. Or my future man, anyway.
I hopped down the stairs, holding my tits as usual. They were bouncing wildly under the bra that barely contained them. I was so distracted by holding them down that I ran right into Jack at the bottom of the stairs. He let out a big laugh, realizing why I was distracted. I blushed.
“Sorry Soph.” He said, laughing. “I didn’t realize you came down the stairs with such.. enthusiasm.”
He put his hand on my shoulder and I felt my pussy getting warm again. What was it about this man that made me want him to fuck me mercilessly? There were plenty of hot guys I saw every day. None of them had this effect on me. All I could do was smile. I was frozen beneath his touch. Maybe this was a bad plan. I mean, I’m eighteen, even if I did get him, would I know what to do with him? He continued up the stairs and I watched from behind. I could see the crease where his ass met his thighs in the tight dress pants. I wanted it. I wanted to run my nails across it and hold on for dear life.
I needed a breather. I walked back up the stairs toward my room. I saw the bathroom door cracked, and without thinking, I pushed it open. There was Jack, holding my soaked underwear to his face. He turned immediately and saw the obvious shock on my face.
“Sophie! I, uh, I found these on the floor and I was, uh, just putting them in the hamper.”
I quickly composed myself and whispered, “You’re sniffing my underwear. Do you have any idea how sick that is?”
“I know. I’m sorry. Please don’t tell your dad. I’ll do anything.”
“Anything? Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”
“Anything. I promise. I’ll buy you anything, I’ll give you money.”
“Do you think I’m a hooker or something? You can’t buy me off.”
“Sophie, please. Just tell me what you want.”
I took his hand and put it on my thigh, just enough to push up the hem of my skirt. I whispered in his ear, “Do you know how those panties got so wet?” He shook his head. “You do that to me, Jack, my pussy loves everything about you. I immediately felt his cock harden against my waist. I moved his hand farther up my thigh so that his fingers were barely touching the fabric of my panties. Just his fingertips on my skin made me dripping wet.
“Sophie, I can’t do this. Your dad will kill me.”
“You’re damned if you do, damned if you don’t. Might as well enjoy it, right?”
“He’s going to wonder where I am”
“You’re right.” I yanked his hand away from my body and turned toward the door. “I’ll see you at ten tonight.” I smiled and slammed my bedroom door behind me.
Chapter 2
I had him right where I wanted him. I sat in my room and masturbated thinking about Jack’s hard cock rubbing against me. I imagined him bending me over, pulling my panties down, and shoving his dick in my pussy as far as it would go. He’d grab my hair with one hand and grip my shoulder with the other. He’d pull me hard against him, his cock slamming parts of my pussy that had never even been touched. I came over and over imagining the scene that was to happen later on that night.
At 9:30 I told my parents goodbye and walked out the front door. I was spending the night with Amber, as far as they knew. She was my best friend and a master cover artist. She could think of an excuse for anything. That’s why I always told them I was spending the night with her when I needed a night away from home. I usually just laid in the field down the street and smoked a joint or two. Sometimes I got a guy to join me. I never let them go all the way, though. I was saving myself for Jack. Amber told me that sex hurt the first time, but I was pretty sure I had opened my pussy up enough with my vibrator that it wouldn’t be too bad.
I chose a slightly longer skirt and button up shirt to wear. I wore a black bra and a yellow thong. As a last minute thought, I stuffed the black underwear from earlier in my backpack. Obviously Jack liked the soaked underwear, so maybe I’d leave him a present. I was on my way to get my man. In 15 short blocks, I would be at Jack’s door. My mind was racing with what ifs and maybes. How would he react to my advances? What if he just liked my panties, and didn’t want anything more? Before I knew it, I was knocking on his front door.
I expected a very nervous Jack to answer the door. Instead, a very excited Jack answered the door. He took my hand and pulled me inside. I’m not sure if it was true excitement, or if he just didn’t want anyone to see me, but I didn’t care. “Can I get you a drink?”
“No thanks. I’m fine.”
“Something to eat? Are you hungry?”
“I don’t want food.”
“What do you want? I don’t really know what I’m doing, Soph. This is wrong. It’s i*****l, immoral, unethical and every other kind of bad I can think of. But I can’t say no to you.”
“I always get what I want.”
“I know.”
He stepped closer to me, his body nearly touching mine and whispered, “Would it be okay if I kissed you?” I didn’t answer. I leaned my face into his, licked across his beautiful lips, and sucked the bottom one into my mouth. I nibbled it softly and slid my hand around to his ass. The same amazing ass I lustfully watched go up the stairs only hours earlier. I kneaded his cheek in my hand. He sucked my tongue into his mouth. I pulled his hips against me. I felt his cock grow harder by the second. My pussy dripped with anticipation. He moved a hand slowly up to my left breast and twiddled his thumb across my nipple. He pulled his face away from mine and asked, “Is this okay?”
“Jack, quit fucking asking me if everything is okay. Do you even know how much you have tortured me?”
“What do you mean? I tortured you?”
“I’ve been waiting a year for you to fuck me. I’ve imagined you in every position possible. I’ve dreamed of your naked body heaving against mine. I’ve rubbed my clit into submission thinking about your tongue buried in my pussy. So please stop asking if everything is okay, it is.”
“Sophie, I’ve dreamed of seeing your naked body for as long as I can remember. I’ve sniffed your panties as often as I thought I could get away with. I thought that was as close as I’d ever get to your wet slit.”
I started unbuttoning his pants as he unbuttoned my shirt. He pulled down the left half of my bra and cupped my breast in his hand. His soft, strong, wonderful hand. He pinched my nipple gently and it sent an electric shock all the way through my body. I instinctively grabbed his cock and arched my back. I pushed into his hand. I took a deep breath and he unhooked my bra. It fell to the floor and my huge boobs were freed. It felt great to know that Jack wanted to see my body as much as I wanted to see his.
“Sophie your tits are amazing. You’re like a grown woman. I barely remember how old you are.”
“I’m 18 Jack. You’re about to fuck a teenager, how do you feel about that?”
“It’s against everything I thought I was, but goddamn how could anyone resist you?”
“I was just about to ask you the same.”
He stepped back from me. I didn’t like it.
“Have you ever had sex?
“No. I’ve done everything but sex. I’ve been waiting for you.”
In one quick motion he pulled my body into his and grabbed two handfuls of my ass. I was in heaven. I pushed his pants and boxers toward the floor. His cock sprang free and I saw it for the first time. It was huge. I dropped to my knees and took as much as I could of it in my mouth. I wanted it. I wanted to taste every inch of him. I pushed my head farther down his cock until I gagged. I kept going. I wanted him to fuck my face.
“Sophie that feels amazing. Where the fuck did you learn to do that? Oh God. Your mouth is a dream.”
I pulled my head back, “Shut up, Jack.” I went back to his cock.
“Sorry. Just don’t stop, please.”
I got back up to my feet and leaned my mouth close to his ear. “Listen, if you ask me one more thing, or say please one more time, you will never smell my pussy juice again. I have plenty of guys asking if they can do things to me, I need you to take what you want from me.”
“I’m going to taste your pussy. I’m going to lick up every bit of wetness I can get my tongue on. Now.”
He pushed me down onto the couch and pulled my panties off my legs. I could see the hesitation before he threw them aside. He wanted to smell them. But the sight and smell of my dripping wet pussy in front of him was more temptation than the underwear he just pulled off. He dove into my pussy as if it were calling his name. I immediately felt a new sensation taking over my body. He was excellent at this. He flicked his tongue across my clit repeatedly. I could feel my body tightening already. His tongue lapped at my wet pussy as if he were drinking it in. My back arched and I felt an orgasm building deep inside my cunt. My body started to shake all over. I had never felt this before. He sucked on my clit and sent me over the edge. My back arched and I pushed my pussy hard against his tongue. My juices filled his mouth and he swallowed them hungrily. I was breathing heavy and every inch of my body was twitching. I was molded into his hands. I looked down and saw him smiling up at me. It was the best thing I’ve seen in my life.
“Oh my God, Jack. That was fucking amazing.”
“You taste better than I ever imagined in my dreams. I could lick you for hours, every day.”
“Fuck me.”
I didn’t have to ask twice. He flipped me over and pulled me to my hands and knees. I felt his cock press against my pussy. I could sense his hesitation. He pushed hard and his dick went deep into me. I let out a little scream. He pulled it back out and leaned away from me.
“What the fuck are you doing?? Don’t stop!”
He shoved his cock back into me and started a steady rhythm in and out. I wanted more. I wanted it harder.
“Fuck me like you mean it, Jack. Pound my pussy. Don’t hold back.”
He slammed into me and I swear I could feel his cock in my stomach. This is what I had been waiting for. He fucked me like he had been waiting for years. I pushed back into his thrusts and moaned. I never wanted this to end. I wanted his cock inside me all the time. I was hooked. He pulled my hips to him and I could feel my pussy tighten around his dick.
“I’m gonna cum! I’m pulling out.”
“Don’t you fucking dare pull it out, I want your cum inside me. Pump me full of your cum. I want it dripping out of my pussy.
That sent him over the edge. I felt his hot cum filling my cunt completely. Jack had a tight grip on my ass and he was moaning in ecstasy. The feeling of his cum brought me to the brink of orgasm. Jack reached around and rubbed my clit. That was all it took, my body shook with ferocity like I had never felt. My pussy tightened down on his dick and he moaned even more. We collapsed into a naked pile on the couch. Finally, his hot naked body was laying on mine and it was better than I could’ve ever imagined.
I had given a couple of blowjobs, and been fingered a few times, but I wanted to know what it was like to be with a real man. I often fantasized about Jack fucking me. I’d think about him sucking my nipples and maybe even licking my pussy. I had no idea what any of those felt like, but I had seen enough girls screaming in porn to know that I would like it. I found out pretty quickly that I was a soaker. Just the thought of seeing Jack’s naked body next to mine made my panties completely wet. Sometimes I had to change my underwear two or three times just in the few hours Jack was visiting my dad.
One day I decided that I’d had enough of just thinking about Jack. It was time to get him. I would make him mine. Now I just needed a plan to make it happen. Luckily for me, it was Thursday already. That meant only one more day until I got to see him. I had to think quick. If only I knew what he liked. I decided that I couldn’t go wrong with a short skirt, hot pink thong, and matching bra. So that was my plan, I’d get dressed up and convince him that he wanted me as much as I wanted him. I stopped at a lingerie store on the way home from school. I had some extra money from the babysitting jobs I had been doing lately, so that’s what I used to buy the sluttiest bra and thong set I could find. I hurried home and changed into my new underwear. I put on a short black skirt and white tank top. You could clearly see the pink bra underneath the tank top and I liked it that way.
I heard the doorbell ring. Showtime. I ran downstairs so I could beat my dad to the door. I yanked the door open and there was Jack in all his perfection. He was wearing black dress pants and a tan v-neck tshirt. The first thing I could think about was how I knew that tshirt had been under his button up. I just imagined him taking off his dress shirt after a long day of work. I wanted to rip it off him. I wanted to straddle him in the car, kiss his neck, and run my hands up and down his perfect body. I settled for a simple “Hi, Jack.”
“Hi Sophie. You’re looking beautiful, as always.” I needed to change panties. I wasn’t sure, but I thought I could feel a drop or two of wetness on my thighs. I leaned in to give him a quick hug, making sure to press my breasts against him more than was necessary. I couldn’t tell if he noticed, because he was a good 8 inches taller than me so it was hard to see his facial expression. I pretended his cock got hard because of my touch. I pulled away to be sure that he couldn’t feel the wetness dripping between my legs. I made sure to do a quick twirling turn so that the short skirt would flare up and give him a glimpse of my ass. I looked over my shoulder to see if he noticed. He was still smiling that same amazing smile. I imagined him grabbing my ass and fucking me right there in the entryway.
My dad’s voice snapped me out of my daydream, “Hey man, have a seat, I’ve just gotta grab those papers out of my office upstairs.” Jack sat down on the couch and put his hands on his knees. I plopped down in the computer chair across the room and purposely left my legs spread just enough that I knew Jack could see my underwear. I saw his brown eyes widen. I flashed an evil grin. I wanted him to know that I meant it. His left hand moved slightly up his thigh and I immediately wondered if he was trying to cover a hardon. I told myself he was. This made me even wetter. I mimicked his motion and moved my hand up my bare thigh. Just as my fingertips reached the hem of my skirt, my dad came into the room shuffling a stack of papers. “Soph, get us some drinks, will you honey?”
“Sure. What will you have Jack?” He chose sweet tea. I headed toward the hallway.
“Aren’t you going to ask what I want?”
“Dad, you drink Jack and Coke every single day. I’ve been making them since I was ten, I know what you want.”
“That’s my girl. Jack, isn’t she just the best k** a guy could ask for?”
I smiled to myself. I’d show him the best a guy could ask for.
I got the drinks and sat them down on the coffee table in front of the couch. I made sure to bend over directly in front of Jack, giving him full view of my cleavage. I did a quick boner check, but his hand was blocking my view. Damn I wish I knew if he even noticed my advances. I figured now was the best time to change underwear, as I could barely feel a dry spot left on the ones I was wearing. I skipped up to my room and pulled open my panty drawer. I found a pair of black string bikinis that were the next best thing to my new thong. I crossed the hall to the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I tossed the soaked underwear into the hamper and slid the black ones up my legs. Now to get back to my man. Or my future man, anyway.
I hopped down the stairs, holding my tits as usual. They were bouncing wildly under the bra that barely contained them. I was so distracted by holding them down that I ran right into Jack at the bottom of the stairs. He let out a big laugh, realizing why I was distracted. I blushed.
“Sorry Soph.” He said, laughing. “I didn’t realize you came down the stairs with such.. enthusiasm.”
He put his hand on my shoulder and I felt my pussy getting warm again. What was it about this man that made me want him to fuck me mercilessly? There were plenty of hot guys I saw every day. None of them had this effect on me. All I could do was smile. I was frozen beneath his touch. Maybe this was a bad plan. I mean, I’m eighteen, even if I did get him, would I know what to do with him? He continued up the stairs and I watched from behind. I could see the crease where his ass met his thighs in the tight dress pants. I wanted it. I wanted to run my nails across it and hold on for dear life.
I needed a breather. I walked back up the stairs toward my room. I saw the bathroom door cracked, and without thinking, I pushed it open. There was Jack, holding my soaked underwear to his face. He turned immediately and saw the obvious shock on my face.
“Sophie! I, uh, I found these on the floor and I was, uh, just putting them in the hamper.”
I quickly composed myself and whispered, “You’re sniffing my underwear. Do you have any idea how sick that is?”
“I know. I’m sorry. Please don’t tell your dad. I’ll do anything.”
“Anything? Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”
“Anything. I promise. I’ll buy you anything, I’ll give you money.”
“Do you think I’m a hooker or something? You can’t buy me off.”
“Sophie, please. Just tell me what you want.”
I took his hand and put it on my thigh, just enough to push up the hem of my skirt. I whispered in his ear, “Do you know how those panties got so wet?” He shook his head. “You do that to me, Jack, my pussy loves everything about you. I immediately felt his cock harden against my waist. I moved his hand farther up my thigh so that his fingers were barely touching the fabric of my panties. Just his fingertips on my skin made me dripping wet.
“Sophie, I can’t do this. Your dad will kill me.”
“You’re damned if you do, damned if you don’t. Might as well enjoy it, right?”
“He’s going to wonder where I am”
“You’re right.” I yanked his hand away from my body and turned toward the door. “I’ll see you at ten tonight.” I smiled and slammed my bedroom door behind me.
Chapter 2
I had him right where I wanted him. I sat in my room and masturbated thinking about Jack’s hard cock rubbing against me. I imagined him bending me over, pulling my panties down, and shoving his dick in my pussy as far as it would go. He’d grab my hair with one hand and grip my shoulder with the other. He’d pull me hard against him, his cock slamming parts of my pussy that had never even been touched. I came over and over imagining the scene that was to happen later on that night.
At 9:30 I told my parents goodbye and walked out the front door. I was spending the night with Amber, as far as they knew. She was my best friend and a master cover artist. She could think of an excuse for anything. That’s why I always told them I was spending the night with her when I needed a night away from home. I usually just laid in the field down the street and smoked a joint or two. Sometimes I got a guy to join me. I never let them go all the way, though. I was saving myself for Jack. Amber told me that sex hurt the first time, but I was pretty sure I had opened my pussy up enough with my vibrator that it wouldn’t be too bad.
I chose a slightly longer skirt and button up shirt to wear. I wore a black bra and a yellow thong. As a last minute thought, I stuffed the black underwear from earlier in my backpack. Obviously Jack liked the soaked underwear, so maybe I’d leave him a present. I was on my way to get my man. In 15 short blocks, I would be at Jack’s door. My mind was racing with what ifs and maybes. How would he react to my advances? What if he just liked my panties, and didn’t want anything more? Before I knew it, I was knocking on his front door.
I expected a very nervous Jack to answer the door. Instead, a very excited Jack answered the door. He took my hand and pulled me inside. I’m not sure if it was true excitement, or if he just didn’t want anyone to see me, but I didn’t care. “Can I get you a drink?”
“No thanks. I’m fine.”
“Something to eat? Are you hungry?”
“I don’t want food.”
“What do you want? I don’t really know what I’m doing, Soph. This is wrong. It’s i*****l, immoral, unethical and every other kind of bad I can think of. But I can’t say no to you.”
“I always get what I want.”
“I know.”
He stepped closer to me, his body nearly touching mine and whispered, “Would it be okay if I kissed you?” I didn’t answer. I leaned my face into his, licked across his beautiful lips, and sucked the bottom one into my mouth. I nibbled it softly and slid my hand around to his ass. The same amazing ass I lustfully watched go up the stairs only hours earlier. I kneaded his cheek in my hand. He sucked my tongue into his mouth. I pulled his hips against me. I felt his cock grow harder by the second. My pussy dripped with anticipation. He moved a hand slowly up to my left breast and twiddled his thumb across my nipple. He pulled his face away from mine and asked, “Is this okay?”
“Jack, quit fucking asking me if everything is okay. Do you even know how much you have tortured me?”
“What do you mean? I tortured you?”
“I’ve been waiting a year for you to fuck me. I’ve imagined you in every position possible. I’ve dreamed of your naked body heaving against mine. I’ve rubbed my clit into submission thinking about your tongue buried in my pussy. So please stop asking if everything is okay, it is.”
“Sophie, I’ve dreamed of seeing your naked body for as long as I can remember. I’ve sniffed your panties as often as I thought I could get away with. I thought that was as close as I’d ever get to your wet slit.”
I started unbuttoning his pants as he unbuttoned my shirt. He pulled down the left half of my bra and cupped my breast in his hand. His soft, strong, wonderful hand. He pinched my nipple gently and it sent an electric shock all the way through my body. I instinctively grabbed his cock and arched my back. I pushed into his hand. I took a deep breath and he unhooked my bra. It fell to the floor and my huge boobs were freed. It felt great to know that Jack wanted to see my body as much as I wanted to see his.
“Sophie your tits are amazing. You’re like a grown woman. I barely remember how old you are.”
“I’m 18 Jack. You’re about to fuck a teenager, how do you feel about that?”
“It’s against everything I thought I was, but goddamn how could anyone resist you?”
“I was just about to ask you the same.”
He stepped back from me. I didn’t like it.
“Have you ever had sex?
“No. I’ve done everything but sex. I’ve been waiting for you.”
In one quick motion he pulled my body into his and grabbed two handfuls of my ass. I was in heaven. I pushed his pants and boxers toward the floor. His cock sprang free and I saw it for the first time. It was huge. I dropped to my knees and took as much as I could of it in my mouth. I wanted it. I wanted to taste every inch of him. I pushed my head farther down his cock until I gagged. I kept going. I wanted him to fuck my face.
“Sophie that feels amazing. Where the fuck did you learn to do that? Oh God. Your mouth is a dream.”
I pulled my head back, “Shut up, Jack.” I went back to his cock.
“Sorry. Just don’t stop, please.”
I got back up to my feet and leaned my mouth close to his ear. “Listen, if you ask me one more thing, or say please one more time, you will never smell my pussy juice again. I have plenty of guys asking if they can do things to me, I need you to take what you want from me.”
“I’m going to taste your pussy. I’m going to lick up every bit of wetness I can get my tongue on. Now.”
He pushed me down onto the couch and pulled my panties off my legs. I could see the hesitation before he threw them aside. He wanted to smell them. But the sight and smell of my dripping wet pussy in front of him was more temptation than the underwear he just pulled off. He dove into my pussy as if it were calling his name. I immediately felt a new sensation taking over my body. He was excellent at this. He flicked his tongue across my clit repeatedly. I could feel my body tightening already. His tongue lapped at my wet pussy as if he were drinking it in. My back arched and I felt an orgasm building deep inside my cunt. My body started to shake all over. I had never felt this before. He sucked on my clit and sent me over the edge. My back arched and I pushed my pussy hard against his tongue. My juices filled his mouth and he swallowed them hungrily. I was breathing heavy and every inch of my body was twitching. I was molded into his hands. I looked down and saw him smiling up at me. It was the best thing I’ve seen in my life.
“Oh my God, Jack. That was fucking amazing.”
“You taste better than I ever imagined in my dreams. I could lick you for hours, every day.”
“Fuck me.”
I didn’t have to ask twice. He flipped me over and pulled me to my hands and knees. I felt his cock press against my pussy. I could sense his hesitation. He pushed hard and his dick went deep into me. I let out a little scream. He pulled it back out and leaned away from me.
“What the fuck are you doing?? Don’t stop!”
He shoved his cock back into me and started a steady rhythm in and out. I wanted more. I wanted it harder.
“Fuck me like you mean it, Jack. Pound my pussy. Don’t hold back.”
He slammed into me and I swear I could feel his cock in my stomach. This is what I had been waiting for. He fucked me like he had been waiting for years. I pushed back into his thrusts and moaned. I never wanted this to end. I wanted his cock inside me all the time. I was hooked. He pulled my hips to him and I could feel my pussy tighten around his dick.
“I’m gonna cum! I’m pulling out.”
“Don’t you fucking dare pull it out, I want your cum inside me. Pump me full of your cum. I want it dripping out of my pussy.
That sent him over the edge. I felt his hot cum filling my cunt completely. Jack had a tight grip on my ass and he was moaning in ecstasy. The feeling of his cum brought me to the brink of orgasm. Jack reached around and rubbed my clit. That was all it took, my body shook with ferocity like I had never felt. My pussy tightened down on his dick and he moaned even more. We collapsed into a naked pile on the couch. Finally, his hot naked body was laying on mine and it was better than I could’ve ever imagined.
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