Page 134 of Rhet
“Tap that pussy, let me hear how wet I’m making you.”
She spanks her pussy and the sound echoes through the room. She moans as she rubs a bit faster.
“Dip your fingers into that honey pot for me, Zee.”
She dipped two fingers into her channel, opening her legs wider for me to see.
“Fuck.” I increase the speed of my strokes.
I stand, strip out of my pants, and walk to the bed. I climb onto the bed and lay next to her. She looks at me like she’s ready, but I want her primed.
“Hold on to the headboard, Zee and come sit on my face.”
In that moment, her face drops. “Rhet, I don’t think I can sit on your face. You need to breathe.”
“If I die, I will be a happy man.”
She straddles my face. I settle between her legs, and blow against her clit and it beats slightly.
I wrap my arms around her legs and pull her down to my lips. I don’t want to breathe, all I want is the sweet scent of Zee’s pussy juice all over me.
ZEETA
I am speechless. I can’t express the way this man makes me feel. Oh Lord, he’s sucking my clit like it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted. I hold on to the headboard, but my hips have a mind of their own as they begin a back and forth dance over his face.
He’s branding my soul with the way he’s handling my pussy, but God, I want more. I remove one hand from the headboard and grip his hair. I know I’m gripping it tight, but I need more. I need, ah shit…
“Rhet, baby, please, suck it harder,” I scream, hardly recognizing my own voice. He does just that. I glance behind me. His cock stands straight and veiny. It bobs as if it has a life of its own.
“Hold on, give me one second,” I breathe.
I rise and turn around on his face, reach down, and place my tongue on the head of his crown. I wrap both my hands around him, twisting and sucking the shit out of him.
“Fuck, Zee.” That means I’m doing it right. I reach down and grab his nuts tightly, proceeding to gag on his length. He starts to move his hips faster. He reaches to touch my back. I taste the first sign of his precum. So salty.
I want more. I lift up and spit on him, then take him back in and gag on it again. I press my fingers against the underside of his erection where the thick vein stands.
He starts to moan, and face fuck me. I relish every second of this. Then I felt it, he bites my clit and sucks, then he presses his finger into my forbidden channel.
It’s an invasion and I love it. He starts a new rhythm with my asshole and pussy, my back tightens. I’m about to come. Rhet takes every part of me and makes it his. I love it.
I sink my whole mouth over him, taking him down my throat as much as I can. I take my other hand and press it right against the space between his asshole and the back of his nuts as I take him in deeper.
“Atta girl, fuck.” I keep my mouth wrapped around him. He lifts his hips off the bed as I suck the salty jets of cum out of him. He sucks my clit harder and sticks his finger into my pussy increasing the speed, rubbing my g spot.
“Rhet, shit.” I try to pull away, but he locked his arm around me and spanks my ass as he licks up my orgasm. I feel the rush of my orgasm spreading all through my body.
“Rhet Oh my god!” I scream as I shake, blacking out for two seconds.
I am dead, I roll off him. I have no idea, how I’m still breathing but my heart rate needs to slow down. I know I need water. I should open my eyes. I do. Rhet breathes calmly as he strokes himself.
“You’re still hard?” I mean, I know he’s still hard, but I know he came, the evidence is on my hands and I swallowed it to.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he hisses.
He kneels on the bed. “Lie down on your back, baby.”
He parts my legs.
