by Brisa Starr
Having caught each other up like a proper couple, I’m ready to have what I’ve been waiting for since yesterday. I grab her hand and lead her upstairs to my bedroom. Blitz tries to come in, and I shoo him out saying, “Sorry, dude.” He backs out, and I close the door.
She sits on the bed. She looks a little nervous. But she also looks eager, too. Horny, if I had to name the body language, and I like it. I like her. A lot. I’d like to see her in front of me, horny, every day.
“I’ve been looking forward to this since yesterday, and I plan to take my time with you.” I take a step closer and notice she’s tapping her foot and biting the inside of her cheek. “I don’t have any regrets about fucking you in your office, but for our first time, I wish it had been longer.”
“I liked it just fine,” she says and licks her lips.
I stand in front of her, and she looks up at me. I pull her up and raise her hands above her head. “Stay like that,” I whisper.
I grab the hem of her red shirt and pull it up her torso, as my hands skim her waist, the sides of her breasts, and pull the shirt up over her head. I drop it on the floor, keeping my eyes on hers. Her nipples are hard enough that they’re visible through the red lace, begging to be released and sucked.
I cup her breasts with my hands, my calluses catching on the fine lace. I pinch her nipples softly at first, and she gasps, leaning her head back. Her eyes are closed and her peachy lips part. She exhales a tiny breath. Then I pinch them harder, and her eyes fly open and she gasps.
I slowly unzip that sinfully sexy jean skirt, but only halfway down. I get down on my knees and kiss her taught belly. I move my mouth to her hipbone and kiss it. Then I move my lips an inch up to the side of her waist and I bite it.
She gasps again and grabs my head, raking her fingers through my hair. “God, I love your hair,” she whispers, tugging on it. “I can’t believe this is happening. You and me,” she whispers and looks down at me on my knees, my face mere inches from her pussy, worshipping her.
“Yes. You and me, Ash.”
I finish unzipping her jean skirt, and it drops down her legs. She’s wearing a matching red lace thong, and I suck in a deep breath as my eyes take in her sexy, red lingerie-clad body.
I turn her around so her gorgeous ass is in front of my face, and I bite one of her ass cheeks.
She moans, breathless, “What is it with you and biting?”
“It’s only because I can’t actually eat you. So I want to bite and suck and kiss you everywhere.”
I turn her back around and I bury my nose between her legs, smelling her heat and arousal through her red, lacy thong. Through the material, I rub my nose on her clit, and she pulls my face harder into her.
I stand up. “You smell like heaven.” I kiss her lips gently and notice that my cock is hard as stone. “Ash,” I whisper against her mouth, “I crave your taste.”
Her eyes flutter open, looking at me with a soundless longing. I sit her down on the edge of the bed and step back from her. “I want to do something to you tonight.”
I pull my shirt off and drop it on the floor, and her eyes widen with anticipation as her gaze crawls over my chest and abs. She’s studying me, learning me, memorizing me.
I unbutton my jeans. “Can I?” I continue. “Will you let me do something special to you?”
Her eyes behold mine, and her breath quickens, but she’s intrigued, and I know she wants to please me.
“You can do anything you want to me,” she breathes.
My cock rages harder at this.
Good girl. So loving. So obedient.
That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.
I unzip my jeans and push them down with my black boxer briefs, liberating my thundering cock, which stiffens straight out, horizontal, like a spear. I step over to her, my huge cock swaying proudly as I walk, and I pull her up from the bed. I push her panties down and unclasp her bra. I wrap my arms around her, and, for the first time, our naked bodies press against each other, skin to skin.
Fuck, I love this.
There’s no blackness here. With her.
I kiss her mouth, biting her lip. She gasps, and my tongue seizes the moment to plunge into her mouth. She matches my passion and presses her face harder into mine, almost hard enough to bruise our lips.
I love how her kisses alternate between gentle, delicate — and raw, passionate, hard kisses… almost violent in their intensity.
She tilts her face back, a sliver of space between us, and she says, “What do you want me to do?” Her perceptive eyes peer at me under her long, dark lashes.
“I want to shave your pussy.”
“What? Really?” Her eyes blink wide, and she takes a small step back.
“I don’t want any barrier between my face, or my cock, when I’m loving you. I want to feel your naked, sweet pussy lips on my lips.”
She takes a shaky breath and looks at me with fascination and lust. My stomach clenches, and a wicked grin plays at my mouth as I reach out to cup her sex, and I feel her wetness.
“May I?”
She nods her acceptance.
“Let’s go.” I take her hand and guide her into the bathroom. I leave the main light off and turn on the infrared heat lamp, bathing us in a cinematic red glow. I turn on the water and grab a new razor and my shaving cream. Once the shower heats up, we step inside.
I let her stand under the shower, and her hair gets wet. The water rushes over her face as she tips her head back, and it shimmers over her beautiful breasts, her hard, pink nipples, down her stomach, and down her legs, to the antique-blue squares of tile under her feet.
God dammit. She’s a fucking goddess. No, my goddess. My angel. I step closer to her and cup her face in my hands. I gently suck her upper lip, and my tongue gently probes her mouth, inviting itself inside, brushing against her tongue, and then I plunge it deep in her mouth. She wraps her arms around me and pulls me to her, hungrily licking my tongue and teeth. Our wet bodies are slippery, glistening, and slick.
I pull back from her, and I kneel down on the tiled shower floor. I squirt a glob of shaving cream into my hand and rub it onto her pussy, and I slowly, carefully, shave her bush off, one row of hair at a time. Concentrating. Focusing everything on her pussy, being so careful not to nick her. Her trust in me is intoxicating, and it briefly makes me wonder what else she would let me do to her body, and whether any limits exist.
My cock is so fucking hard by now. Not just from the hours of cum building up as I thought about her naked body throughout the day, but also from the intensity of this moment, as I glide a blade over her pubic mound, glistening wet under the red light of the heat lamp. I want to come just kneeling before her like this, and I’m getting too worked up. I have to put my hand down so I can take a deep breath and relax. I lean back and look up at her. She’s standing dead-still, and her breathing is erratic, but her face is flush with amusement and X-rated lust.
“I like watching you do this to me,” she says, wild passion flickering in her eyes.
I grin and exhale sharply. Once I’m under control again, I resume my work. She likes it. Good. My cock gets even harder, stretching the skin of the bulbous head so tight, I’m afraid I’ll split.
“Have you ever shaved your pussy?”
She slowly shakes her head. Terra incognita, I smirk.
And with one last swipe of the razor, and a swish of water to rinse, there it is. The hair is off, and she looks so beautiful, more exposed and available to my eyes and tongue than ever. I can see how engorged her pussy lips are. She’s filled with so much arousal, and her breathing is so heavy, that I think if I were to barely touch my tongue to her, she might explode.
I lean forward and bring my mouth closer to her pussy, but I stop just short of it. The water from the shower rushes over her. I extend my tongue and touch the tip to her clit, now protruding from between her pretty pussy lips, and she gulps loudly.
“You are so beautiful, Ash. Your pussy is so gorg
eous.”
And it’s time. I run my tongue between her lips and lick her clit, putting more pressure on it, and her arousal rampages through her body.
“I don’t know if I can stand up while you do this, it’s too much,” she breathes, touching the shower wall to brace her wobbly legs.
I stand up and our eyes meet. “Thank you for letting me do that.” I kiss her cheek and add, “Now I’m gonna reward you, and make you come harder than you’ve ever come. And after that? I’m fucking you harder than you’ve ever been fucked. Do you understand?”
She’s hyperventilates her desire, and she nods aggressively. I tense my jaw. I’m tired of waiting. My cock is tired of waiting. I want her now.
I turn off the water and grab a towel to dry her off, getting every last drop of water, but leaving her pussy sloppy wet with desire for me. She takes a towel and returns the favor to me. She turns to look in the mirror and strikes a little pose, and she smiles at her clean-shaven pussy.
Then, without asking or even hinting, she drops down on her knees on the bathroom rug and puts my giant cock inside her mouth. She takes it in as far as it will go, not even halfway. She almost gags.
A pulse of pleasure shoots through me, and I freeze, like I’ve been shot by a tranquilizer dart, while I adjust to the bliss of her mouth sucking on my cock, and the dull, painful ache of abstinence is replaced by the sublime feeling of a soft, wet, rapturous mouth-fucking.
“Oh my god, yes, that’s my sweet angel. Yes. Ash. Your mouth feels so good… it feels as good as your cunt.” She stops sucking and kisses my cock, then licks it from bottom to top before putting it back into her mouth. “God! Ash, I need to come. I want to come, right now.” She starts sucking harder and bobbing her head faster. “That’s it, Ash, suck me. Suck me off right now. Yeah, baby, suck me hard,” I groan.
I fuck her mouth with my cock, and she’s gasping and sucking and licking. She moves one hand up to fondle my hanging, swollen balls, while her other hand strokes the base of my erection in sync with her mouth. Damn, she’s so good at this. Fuck! I can’t take it.
“Holy shit… I’m… coming!”
She hums her desire, and I blow my thick, creamy load deep into the back of her warm mouth. She gulps it down, drinking me, desperate for my essence, loving it. Licking it all. I drop my head back and look up at the ceiling as my breathing tries to regulate, but animal greed hammers through me. We are so far from done.
I look down at her. “Goddamn, you are amazing.”
She swallows and licks her lips, getting one last drop of cum in the corner of her mouth. I groan my approval and help her to her feet. “Now that you’ve taken the edge off, I’m going to fuck you for a loooong time. I hope your pussy is ready.”
She giggles and says nothing, but her eyes are full of excitement, tinged with a nervous look of “What have I gotten myself into?”
I take her into the bedroom and lay her on the bed, spreading her legs wide so I can see her smooth, bare pussy. I lie down between her legs, putting my arms under her thighs. I move my nose along her smooth, petal-soft cunt, and I lick her left pussy lip and then the right one, my tongue reveling in their silkiness.
She shudders and exhales. Then I go straight for her swollen little clit. I suck it, and she writhes against me, needing relief as badly as I did. I move my mouth down to her soaking slit, getting her juice all over my face, relishing the scent, her wetness, and her rich, sweet smell. My cock starts to twitch and come back to life.
“Please, baby,” she pants. “Please eat me. Lick me. Get me off.”
“That’s my girl, tell me what you want. Tell me everything you want.”
“Lick my pussy. Flick my clit with your tongue,” she murmurs. I plunge my tongue deep into her juicy, throbbing pussy, and she reaches her hand down into my hair and pulls me closer, mashing and grinding her cunt on my face. I withdraw my tongue, now wet with her nectar, and start licking her clit. I take my finger and insert the tip to moisten it, then plunge it deep into her, while I continue flicking her clit with my tongue. She grinds, writhing and moaning.
“That’s my angel. Moan for me. That’s what I want to hear,” I say, my words muffled by her pussy and vibrating against her.
“Oh, Luke! I’m gonna come!” she screams, and I flick her in a frenzy with my tongue, giving her what she needs to come right now, fast and hard.
“Yes! Yes! Oh god, right there!” she says, and her body tenses, her legs tighten. She breathes heavily, and I ravage her clit with my tongue, pushing her over the edge. She free falls from her climax as it shudders through her body and shakes her from head to toe.
She’s breathing hard, and then whispers my name on her lips, and my heart stammers.
I give her a moment to recover. I kiss her sensitive pussy lips, sliding my lips around, relishing that there’s no hair between us. No barrier to her pussy, which is gushing, and ready for my cock to slide in. I stand up and turn her over.
“Get on all fours,” I command. She does as I say.
“Stay there.”
I walk around the bed, ogling her from all angles. Taking in every curve and hollow. She looks so beautiful, I wish I had a camera right now.
“Arch your back more and stick your ass in the air. Show me how bad you want me,” I demand.
She complies, and her head hangs down between her arms, hair tumbling onto the bed beneath her. She’s my sexy prey, whom I can command to do anything, and my boasting cock is already coming back to life, swinging heavily between my legs.
She looks over at me, and I look at her as I walk around the bed, out of her line of sight. I walk around to the other side of the bed, and she turns her head to see what I’m doing. I just watch her. Expecting.
I open the drawer to the nightstand and take out a condom. I climb up on the bed behind her, and spread her legs a little further, positioning myself between them. I tear open the packet and sheath my cock in the condom.
“Are you ready for me?” She nods, and I place the tip of my cock right at the entrance of her pussy. She takes a deep breath, waiting, and I just let it sit there, torturing her. I want her to beg for it.
“Please, take me. Please,” she pants.
“Please, what angel? Tell me again what you want.”
“Please,” she whimpers, “fuck me.” She arches her back, begging me with her body.
I smack her ass, and at the moment she yelps, I plunge my cock deep into her. She screams her pleasure, and I pull my cock out.
“That’s it, angel, you can scream as loud as you want because nobody will hear.”
I put my cock back at the entrance of her delicious, wet slit, and I tease her with it again. My dick throbs against her lips. She bucks her hips back, trying to get more of me. She loves it.
“What do you want?” I ask.
“I want you.”
“Then you’ll have me.” I smack her ass again and plunge deep into her, ramming my cock hard, and she screams again, pleasure, tension, and pure carnal lust searing through her. I pull back out.
“No, don’t stop. Please give me more.”
“Do you like that?” I rub her ass where my handprint now colors her ass cheek cherry-blossom pink.
“Yes,” she breathes and arches her back for more. She turns her head and tries to see me over her shoulder.
“Do you like when I spank you?”
She nods rapidly.
“And do you like when I ram my cock into you?”
“Yes. Please. More, and don’t stop this time!”
I slap her ass again and plunge deep into her, and she yelps again. I grab her hips and ride her, pumping her hard and fast, giving her what she wants, taking what I need.
She screams my name and bucks her hips back, trying to meet me thrust for thrust, forcing more of me into her. She hangs her head down, and I fuck her harder. I love it. I love taking her, owning her.
“You’re mine, Ash. Do you hear me? Mine!”
“Yes,” she
pants “I’ve always been yours. Forever.” Desire, lust, and passion crash through every cell in my body as I take her. Claim her as my woman. I reach under her and rub her sensitive little clit with my finger, and her moans wrack through her body.
“Yes, please don’t stop. Please. I wanna come again.”
“That’s it, angel, that’s my sexy Ash. Come on my cock, baby. Come with me.” I rub her clit harder, servicing my angel the way she deserves.
“Luke!” she screams as she comes, her body shivering with trembles, now granting me permission to come.
I explode, filling the condom inside her with my second load of cum.
Utter relief rushes through me like a geyser erupting.
I collapse on top of her and cherish the feeling of my bare chest on her back, before rolling off. She turns over, and I cup her face in my hands, kissing her hard, still desperate to consume her feminine energy, infusing myself with her drug.
I pull her into my arms, and I let the ensuing radiance of fucking her wash through me while I stroke her hair. Her panting slows, and she hums with content as she drapes her leg across mine, snuggling in closer. I close my eyes, astonished at the blazing bright emotion I have for my life, and I say a silent prayer of gratitude as I hold her tight in my arms.
She taps my chest, getting my attention.
“Hm?” I say?
She leans up on her elbow, red-hot mischief gleaming in her eyes. “Best sleepover ever,” she says.
“Oh, we’re not done yet,” I say.
“We’re not?”
“No,” he says. “We’re just resting. I meant what I said earlier about fucking you all night long.”
Holy shit.
26
Ash
“Draw four,” I giggle, looking at Luke across the kitchen table where we’re playing cards.
“How dare you?!” he jokes back at me, and I nudge his leg under the table. “I can’t hold any more cards in my hand,” he laughs.
