by Sandy Blue
Slowly I slid two fingers up and down the length of her dripping trench, never slipping into her hole, but taking plenty of time to stop and rub against her swollen and no doubt, throbbing clit. My tongue lashed at her nipple, my teeth nibbled at it, and my fingers between her legs made her whimper and grow even wetter.
“Please,” she gasped, and I tore my mouth from her breast and pressed her down onto her back on the floor, slipping my face between her thighs and letting my tongue slither up the length of her pussy. She tasted sweet, fresh and unspoiled, and as I licked at her dripping cunt I wondered if she’d ever had anyone do this to her before. She tangled her hands in my hair, pulling my face down harder against her and grinding her clit against my nose. Whether she had had it before or not, there was no question that she knew what she wanted now – and I was going to give it to her.
I reached up and grabbed one of her tits in my hand, never moving my face from between her legs, and pinched her nipple, moaning into her pussy while I did it. That elicited a deep groan from her, and she became even more frantic, if that were possible.
“Please,” she gasped again. “Please, fuck me.”
“Mmm…as you wish.” Reluctantly I raised my face from her pussy – it was soaking wet, glistening with her juices. Years of practice meant that I could strap on the strap on (heh, say that ten times fast) in just seconds, and I did – then stopped so that she could get a good look at me, naked but for the massive blue cock that protruded proudly in front of me. “Turn around, Candy.” I commanded, and then when she had complied and was kneeling, facing the other direction I added, “On your knees.”
Damn she looked like that – it took no small amount of willpower not to just stop and get myself off right then. Her tight little ass was turned up, waiting – and her shaved pussy glistened with the liquid signs of her arousal. Her tits hung like massive pendulums beneath her, and she was peering over her shoulder at me, her face a mixture of anticipation, nervousness and straight up arousal.
“Goddamn you look hot.” I told her, and then knelt behind her, with the strap on directly behind her pussy hole. I leaned forward and reached around her, grabbing one tit in either hand, and then, finally, thrust the strap on deep inside her.
She took it all in one stroke, which amazed me, but I could tell from the friction as it tore into her that it was stretching her, this was a tight fit – there was no question she was full. I paused for a moment to let her body get used to the big hard latex prick inside it and then I began to fuck her.
Still holding onto her tits, pinching her nipples and tugging with each stroke, I moved that strap on in and out of her as if it was an actual extension of me. The whole time I kept up a constant stream of dirty talk, whispering it in her ear as she ground her cunt against the dong and its fake balls.
“Oh, you like that do you? Do you like being fucked by my big hard cock? You like it? You like having me fill you up, stretch your tight little pussy out with my cock. Oh yeah, you like it…good girl, fuck that cock, take it all in, take it.”
I had just begun to increase my speed, planning on building it up slowly and teasing her for as long as I could, when she came – and she came hard. She whipped her head back, looking straight up at the ceiling and crying out “Oh God, oh Christ, oh God” over and over again while her body shuddered beneath me. I let go of one of her tits and shifted my hand to her clit, rubbing on it hard and giving her another orgasm directly on the heels of the first.
She collapsed beneath me, gasping for air, her body still trembling with the power of her orgasm. I slipped the dong out of her and then curled up besides her, holding her while she shook and panted. When finally she was able to speak again, I smiled down at her and said, “So. When can you move in?”
