Page 79 of Homestead

“I was. I don’t know why.” I’m squirmy and embarrassed by the admission. “But I don’t think we should risk real sex. I’m not going to hurt your back again.”

“Yeah,” he says thoughtfully. “Not sure how much I’d be up for. And you took me so far tonight might be a while for me to get hard again anyway. But I can still do something for you.”

He trails his hand down my arm and my hip and my thigh until he’s edging his way between my thighs. “Shit, you’re real wet tonight, aren’t you?”

“I told you I got turned on.”

He’s smiling. “Didn’t know how much. Let’s see. I better not change positions so I don’t hurt my back. That blow job you gave me was about all I can handle tonight. But I’m still gonna do you good. Why don’t you get on your hands and knees and point your little ass toward me?”

I gasp, startled and excited at the same time. “What?”

“You heard me. I’m gonna take care of you real good. So hands and knees. Right now.”

I swallow hard as I do as he instructs, positioning myself on my hands and knees with my bottom near his hand. “Like this?”

“Yeah, that’s real good. But lower your shoulders so you’re at a better angle.”

I do as he says, folding my arms and resting my cheek on the mattress with my bottom in the air. It’s embarrassing and sexy as hell at the exact same time. The new angle opens my pussy up to him more fully, and I can feel the cool air of the room against my aroused flesh.

“That’s good. Look how round and soft that little ass is. You like showin’ it to me like this?”

“Y-yeah,” I admit. “I don’t even know why.”

“I know why.” He rubs my butt with slow, firm strokes, eventually moving down to the cleft between my thighs. He finds my clit and pushes into it.

I whimper at the shock of sensation.

“I love seein’ you like this,” he murmurs, sliding two fingers into my wet pussy and scissoring them to stretch my inner walls. “Givin’ yourself to me so sweetly. Opening up all the way for me.”

It’s already feeling so good I’m beyond words. I’m having to smother my whines and moans of pleasure against the bedding.

He pulls his hand back and penetrates me again, with three fingers this time. He curls them, rubbing my G-spot and then pumping in and out in fast strokes.

I’m making all kinds of sloppy, helpless sounds and pushing my bottom back against his hand.

“Don’t hide your face from me. I want to see and hear how much you’re feelin’.”

I turn my head to the side to free my mouth. I’m so far gone already that I feel saliva at the corner of my lips and my eyes are blurred over.

“That’s right. Let me see you come.” He speeds up the rhythm of his hand-fuck. He’s pushing into me vigorously now with a slapping noise and the sound of wet suction. I make shameless sobs as my climax mounts and mounts but doesn’t break.

“You’re almost there now. I’m gonna give you everything you need.”

I have no idea what to expect when I suddenly feel a sharp slap on one of my butt cheeks. The slice of sensation stabs through my cresting tension and breaks it. I cry out loudly as my body shakes through a hard orgasm.

“There you go. That pussy keeps grabbin’ my fingers so tight. I can feel how hard you’re comin’. But you’re not done yet.”

Before I’ve come down even a little, he spanks me again, pushing me into another orgasm so suddenly that I cry out even louder.

He keeps it up for what feels like a long time. Every time he gives me a little spank, my body reacts like it’s been revved into overdrive. It’s either a series of orgasms or one that lasts a ridiculously long time. I don’t know which, and it doesn’t even matter.

I’m finally so exhausted that I beg him to stop. He slows his fingers’ pumping and caresses my hot bottom instead of swatting it again.

“You did so good,” he murmurs hoarsely. “Never seen you let go this much before.”

“I kn-know.” I’m still gasping. Completely wiped out. My body is buzzing, pulsing, throbbing with lingering pleasure and bone-deep satisfaction. “I can’t believe I came so hard.”

“You did real good.” He strokes me some more until he finally gives my butt one more soft pat and then helps me get back into position at his side. “I’m real proud of you.”

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