Page 43 of Red's Peril: Part 1

Chapter Sixteen

I’ve never been with such a forward woman who knows what she wants and sets out to get it. Strangely, my nervousness about how I’m going to measure up begins to dissipate, as I get the feeling she won’t allow me to disappoint her.

She sinks slowly to her knees, reaching her hands to my belt. As she starts to undo the buckle, I remember my manners. “Let me take care of you first.”

Glancing up, she winks. “Well, that’s not an offer I’m going to turn down.”

Using my belt to balance herself, her fingers brushing against my dick, she pulls herself up, steps back and commences to do a strip tease. Not that she’s got much to remove, but she shimmies her hips as she eases her shorts down. As she’s dispensed with panties, her bare waxed mound is quickly revealed.

Her tank top follows fast, allowing her generous tits to bounce down. I all but forget Wraith is in the same room as I push her back to the bed and encourage her to lie on it.

Falling to her side, I inch my fingers down her skin, confident that all women like to be fingered.

But just before I reach her clit, Wraith helpfully chooses that moment to speak up. “Pussy prefers your tongue, brother.”

I startle at the reminder he’s there.What’s he talking about?Does she want to be kissed? I open my mouth to tell him he can get lost along with his unhelpful comments when he gets in first.

“Women always do,” he continues. “Don’t you like the taste of pussy?” When he raises himself up on his elbow and catches the expression on my face, he barks a laugh. “Christ, you don’t know, do you? Brother, you do not know what you’ve been missing. Of course, if she’s already had a man bare, you won’t want to taste fuckin’ cum.” His mouth twists in distaste. “But everyone here uses condoms.”

“Ain’t going to be no taste of rubber tonight, honey,” Pussy lazily smiles at Wraith. “I’ve been saving myself for our newly patched member.”

Embarrassed, knowing only from porn how this should go, but not wanting to admit as much to Wraith, awkwardly I ease myself down the bed while trying to pretend I know exactly what I’m doing. Pussy, with no such discomfiture, bends her knees and lets her legs flop open, and I get the first three-dimensional image of a bare pussy, immediately knowing the ones on the pages of magazines don’t compare.

I start to salivate in anticipation.

She’s wet and glistening. Gingerly I lower my mouth and get my first taste of a woman. She’s a combination of salty and sweet, and my cock throbs in interest.

“Feels good, Red,” she encourages.

Tentatively, I lick her slit, relishing her copious juices, then I slide my tongue up to her clit and hit the jackpot when she jerks. Immediately, I mimic what I’d be doing with my fingers, trying to make her come. She responds, her body writhing, her fingers clutching at the sheets.

“Hey, man. Slow down. It’s a marathon not a sprint.”

Raising my head, I growl to show Wraith’s commentary isn’t welcome. As soon as I get her off, I can get my cock inside her and relieve the growing pressure in my balls.

Wraith’s undeterred. “Use your fingers, put them inside her.”

I do it as much to shut him up as anything else. Keeping my tongue playing with her clit, I put one, then two fingers inside her, pushing them in and out, mimicking what I’d far rather be doing with my dick.

“Found her G-spot yet?”

What the fuck? That’s a myth, isn’t it?But Wraith seems to think it is not, as he starts to issue instructions for finding a certain place inside her, describing that it should feel spongy when I’ve got the right spot.

“Oh fuck!” Pussy’s head falls back signalling I might actually have found it. Well, fancy that. I didn’t think it existed. “Red, oh, Red…”

I suck on her clit and press with my fingers. God, it’s like a rocket going off. Pussy bucks, her muscles go tight, her head presses into the pillow and she seems to stop breathing. Wondering whether she’s acting, I’ve never seen a woman come that hard.

When her chest again starts heaving, getting oxygen into her lungs, she clasps at me with her hands. “Red, that was amazing.” She seems totally genuine. Then she turns to Wraith with a grin. “Thank you for your help.”

He bends and places his lips to her forehead. “Red should think of me as his own personal GPS.”

For some reason, I’m outright laughing. Seems like I needed that assistance.

“Now, are you two boys going to get your pants off and get down to business?” Pussy, now propped on her elbows, raises an eyebrow.

“I like your thinking, darlin’.” Wraith wastes no time rolling off his side of the bed. Oblivious to my presence, he kicks off his boots, shrugs out of his boxers and pants, and in just his naked glory, turns and gets a condom out of the drawer in the table beside the bed.

“Er, I’ll be off then.”

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