Page 36 of Mister Curb Appeal
Seeing Lexi on her knees with my dick in her mouth is enough to make me die a happy man. We moved over to the couch, the rain raging a war outside that neither of us notice, and I marvel at my girl and how well she’s taking all of me in that pretty little mouth of hers.
I didn’t get her fully naked, but her top half is bare, and those big tits are enough to send me into a frenzy. She’s sitting on the couch, and I’m standing, my hips jutting in and out of her mouth as I fuck her throat. And she takes it like a good girl.
I didn’t expect a blow job; I’m a giver, not a taker. But I’m more than happy to take whatever Lexi is dishing out. And my, my, she feels like heaven.
Watching my cock slide in and out of her mouth is enough to send me over the edge, but I remind myself it’s been over a year for her. Taking what I want isn’t the agenda; showing her a good time is. I want her to feel everything. And I don’t want my first time with her to be in her mouth.
I groan, my eyes closing. “That feels so good.”
Her hands work in sync with her mouth, squeezing my shaft as she takes it.
Secretly, I think she was sneaky for getting me completely naked and keeping her skirt on. That just won’t do. When I tell her so, she laughs.
“You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you, Sir?”
“Fuck,” I mutter, hearing those words escape her lips are almost too much for me, but then I add, “Say it again.” Maybe I just can’t help myself.
She pulls back temporarily so she can speak, but doesn’t let go of my cock. “Sir?”
“Yes, just like that,” I groan. “Say it again.”
“I love sucking your cock, Sir.”
I can feel pressure building, I’m like a volcano about to erupt, but I can’t let that happen. “I love it too, but I need to be in you, Lex.”
Her tongue works its magic as her full, juicy lips cradle my cock. Licking the underside and slowly pulling back she lets go of my shaft and it bounces, hot and hard against my stomach. “Naked. Now,” I say.
She reaches to the back of her skirt to unfasten the zipper, then scoots it down her thighs to the floor where I grab it and toss it aside.
“Panties, too,” I add, not wanting to waste any time in seeing the rest of her. But she hesitates, catching her bottom lip with her teeth, looking up at me with her beautiful sparkling eyes in the dim light of the cabin. I’m blown away how anything could sparkle in the howling, dreary storm around us, but she does and it’s so effortless. “Lex?”
She visibly swallows and I notice her hands are covering her waist. Is she hiding from me?
I reach forward to take her face between my hands, the softness of her skin under my palms. “Are you okay?” I ask.
She lets go of her juicy, plump lip and nods tentatively, not exactly reassuring me that everything is ok. The differencefrom a few moments ago is alarming. I don’t want her to be uncomfortable with me or anything we’re doing. I study her face, wanting her mouth on me so bad. There’s an urgent need for my mouth on her, too, so I lean in and start with a kiss, soft and slow. “What is it?”
She shakes her head like she’s trying to brush off the notion. “It’s silly.”
I pull back and study her features. It doesn’t matter to me we’re both practically naked or that I ate her sweetness just now, not to mention she just gave me the best head of my life. Something’s up with her and I need her to tell me. “Nothing you say could be silly. Please tell me?”
She sighs and blinks up at me and then glances down to herself, her hand still splayed across her belly.
What is she doing?
“It’s just the first time you’re seeing me naked,” she whispers.
“And hopefully not the last,” I try to joke, brushing a strand of her hair out of the way. My dick bobs between us but I do my best to ignore it.
“Well, I want you to like it. To like me. I’m not perfect, Joshie, you can see I have curves. My tummy is soft and my thighs?—”
I tilt my head to the side trying to take in her words. And I don’t mean to intercept them but when she trails off, I tip her chin up with my fingers. She looks into my eyes. “You’re worried about what I think of your body?”
She shrugs lightly, the corner of her mouth lifting slightly. “I’m not ashamed of my body, I’ve grown to love it. But not all guys… you know, under your clothes, things look different.”
“Different?” I cock my head again and then glance down at my eager dick, hard and ready to discover every soft fleshy bit she has. I reach her hands and lace my fingers through hers, pulling them away. I don’t even know what she’s talking about.Her stomach isn’t anything for her to worry over. “I love all your soft bits, and your thighs… I just had them wrapped around my head, Princess. I can’t get enough of your body.”
She laughs into the air, the warmth of it matching the cozy fire in front of us. “I guess that’s true.”
