Page 217 of Hot Mess
She felt tight, like she hadn’t been fucked in a while.
And the sight of her laid out beneath me like this? Legs spread and ass in the air, her long hair all over the place?
I’d been fantasizing about this forweeks.
Dream. Fuck.
And I wanted to be her dream fuck, too.
“Bossy…?” I asked her.
“Yeah,” she breathed. “Bossy’s good.”
“Then put your head down.” I released her hair and pushed on her shoulders, so her chest and head pressed into the couch.
She made a moany, turned-on noise, likeNnnggghh, and her pussy clamped around my dick.
Yeah. Girl liked a man to take charge a bit.
I could work with that.
“Gimme this sweet ass,” I said, tugging her ass toward me by her hip and impaling her on my dick, over and over again, as I held her down by her neck with the other hand. I would’ve loved to fuck her ass, actually, but initiating that had never really felt like a having-sex-with-a-girl-you-really-like-for-the-first-time sort of move.
Anyway, her pussy was slippery-wet, hot, swollen and tight, and all the breathy, hungry, helpless sounds she was making as I slammed into her were making my head fucking spin.
I went at her for a while as we both grew sweaty.
Until, suddenly, it got too hot for me to handle. I felt the tingling rush hitting me way too fast and had to pull out.
She gave a little startled cry, and twisted around, sitting up. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” I told her. “C’mere.” Then I fell back on the couch, taking her with me. I pulled her toward my lap and she straddled me. “You like it on top, babe?”
“On top of you,” she said, breathless, as she shifted into place, “yes.” I fisted my cock and her eyes met mine as I notched the head into her slippery opening.
Then she pushed down, taking me inside her again. She braced her hands on my chest and shivered as I filled her. She gave up a breathy moan and her eyes drifted closed. Then she started slithering up and down and kinda rolling her hips.
I gripped her hips, digging my fingers into her ass. Christ, why was she still wearing this damn dress?
It was sexy as fuck, hanging all open, hiding parts of her body and flashing others as she rode my dick, but I wanted her naked. I untied the sash thing and peeled it open. I shoved it right down her shoulders, tore it off her and dropped it on the floor.
Perfection.
Now I could watch her perky, round tits bounce as she fucked me.
… And now I was gonna come for sure.
I grabbed her tits and squeezed, taking a deep, slow breath, pretty much struggling not to come as I tried to figure out how to get her there as fast as possible. I hadn’t played with her tits yet, so there was a chance that might set her off… I tugged her, by her tits, toward my face. She leaned in until one of her nipples dipped into my mouth. I licked it and then sucked on it as she moaned in appreciation.
“You close, babe?” I choked out as she rode me. “Tell me what you need…”
“That,” she gasped, as I took her other nipple in my mouth and sucked. I grabbed the first nipple between my fingers and tugged, and she screamed… this amazing, beautiful, soft scream, as her pussy spasmed on my dick.
I couldn’t even stop my body’s reaction to her orgasm if I’d tried. I lifted my hips, pumping into her as she rode me. I shot off, jets of come exploding into her as I buried myself deep inside her. I kept coming, trembling beneath her as she thrashed around. Her long hair drifted over my face. I still had her nipple in my mouth, the other one in my fingers, biting, squeezing.
She moaned in rhythm with the movements of her hips as she milked my dick with her pussy. She clawed at my chest.
Then…
