Page 51 of Forbidden Harvest

“Not yet,” I say. “I have something else in mind.”

I shift to lie down lengthways on the couch. “I want you to straddle my face,” I instruct, my voice husky with desire. “I want to taste every inch of you.”

She bites her lip, a mix of excitement and nervousness flitting across her face. I hold her gaze. “Go on,” I urge. “Sit that sweet pussy on my face.”

Aria steps toward me and straddles my face, positioning herself above me. I reach up, guiding her hips until she hovers just above my waiting mouth.

“Now,” I command, and she slowly lowers herself onto my face, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as my tongue makes contact with her swollen clit.

I lap at her eagerly, delighting in her taste and scent. My tongue flicks and teases, eliciting soft moans from above. Herhands tangle in my hair, guiding my movements as I feast on her.

As she adjusts to the rhythm of my tongue, I reach up, grasping her hips and tilting them slightly, changing the angle of my assault on her sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Oh God, Jared,” she cries out, her body trembling above me. “Don’t stop.”

I chuckle, gripping her hips tightly, holding her in place as I devour her.

Above me, Aria leans forward, her hand wrapping around my shaft.

That’s right, baby.

We both get to feast in this position.

The tip of her tongue teases the head of my cock, and I groan, the sound muffled by her core pressed against my mouth. She takes me in, swiping her tongue along my length as she bobs her head, finding a rhythm that matches the flicks of my tongue against her clit.

My tongue dips into her folds, tasting her more deeply while her mouth envelops me, hot and wet.

Her hips rock, grinding herself against my mouth, her breath coming in sharp pants.

The pleasure courses through my body as Aria sucks me deep into her throat. I feel her gag reflex tighten around me, making me leak. Her saliva drips down my length, and I can almost picture her looking so fucking wrecked with my cock down her throat while she sits on my face.

My tongue responds in kind, delving deeper into her cunt, alternating between fucking her pussy and flicking her clit. I love how she tastes, the sweetness of her desire coating my tongue. My fingertips dig into her ass, holding her apart so I can devour her.

Above me, Aria moans around my cock, the vibrations sending a jolt of pleasure to my balls. It takes all my restraint not to thrust up and choke her. Instead, I allow her to control the pace, loving how eagerly she devours me.

I imagine my cock hitting the back of her throat, her gagging on me, her eyes watering as she struggles to breathe. Bucking my hips upward, I fuck her throat while I tongue fuck her. Our pleasure builds, and we’re both close to the edge.

Her moans grow louder and more desperate, and one hand grips my thigh for balance while the other remains around my dick. The sound of her gagging on my cock only adds to the eroticism of the moment. Her body is trembling, her muscles clenching around my tongue.

I pull back to speak. “That’s it, baby,” I groan, my cock twitching in her mouth. “Such a good girl sucking your stepbrother’s dick while he feasts on you.”

Aria moans even louder, her arousal gushing onto my tongue. I love how my words alone can turn her on. Returning my tongue to her pussy, I thrust it inside her over and over. Before moving to suck her clit, making her entire body tense.

She’s close, and the thought of her coming on my tongue, her juices flooding my mouth, urges me on.

I thrust one last time, my tongue rigid, and that sends her over the edge.

Aria cries out, her body shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm washes over her. Her muscles clench and release around my tongue as her juices flow.

As her taste explodes on my tongue, I can’t hold back any longer.

With a primal growl, I thrust my hips up one final time, burying my cock in her throat as I spill myself into her mouth. My eyes roll back, and I savor her warmth engulfing me. I let outa strangled groan, my hands tightening on her ass, holding her in place as I ride out my intense release.

Her throat convulses around me, massaging my sensitive cock as she swallows, taking everything I have to give.

I smile in satisfaction as I feel the last of my release slip down her throat. She climbs off me, our fluids connecting us, a sticky trail on her chin. I wipe it away with my thumb and guide her onto the sofa, pulling her into my arms.

She fits perfectly against me, her head on my shoulder as I hold her. I kiss her temple, my heart pounding with a mix of emotions. This is so much more than lust.

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