Page 12 of Tonight's the Night
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Joshua
I feel so free.I shut down the party, tip out my caterer and then turn my eyes back to the house. I stride toward it, my cock thickening, and rush through the back door and dash up the stairs, two at atime.
I push the door to my office open wide and stand in the doorway. She’s sitting on the sofa like I told her to, the skirt of her tulle and silk dress gathered up at her knees, her legs bent and angled to the side. She looks conservative like she always has but naughty like she is going to be from nowon.
“Angela.”
“Joshua,” she whispers back to me, sliding her feet down to the floor. The only sound is the squeaking of her long legs against the leather of the sofa. She rises to her full height and still I tower over her, the lithe little angel that sheis.
I crush my lips down onto hers and take her face in my hands, backing her up toward the couch. She falls backward, her fingers coming up to the cold metal on my belt. She licks her lips and I take her chin in myhand.
“No,” I tell her sternly. “I want to explore youfirst.”
I watch her eyelids flutter closed as I lift in her my arms to lay her down on the sofa. I strip the dress off her torso, reaching around to her back to pull down the zipper and let the dress fall down her breasts and stomach to reveal that she is not wearing a bra. It pools around her and I hold her down with my fingers pressed between the valley of her breasts. Lying down like this, her breasts look smaller but still with roundness at theedges.
I glide my hands up from her ribs to her chest and leave them to rest there and then squeeze to make a moan slide from her lips. Her chin tips up and I bring my mouth to one nipple, pink and pebbled, and latch on to bring it into my mouth with a combination of licking and sucking motions. My other hand slides down her body to her skirt and then up again to herpanties.
“Oh my God.” I slide the panties down and let them stay bunched at her knees and then slide two fingers into her pussy. She moans as I slide forward. “Oh my God, oh my God, oh myGod.”
She shakes her head back and forth with her lips pressed together tightly and her eyes shuttight.
“Fuck, you are tight,” I groan, knowing what a snug fit we’re going to havetogether.
The feeling of her walls sinking in around my fingers makes my cock lurch. I can’t take this anymore, but I want her to come first. I slide my fingers in and out of her and watch with rapt attention as her body blossoms and her chest becomes flushed and red. Her fingers grip the edge of herskirt.
“Pull it up, show me yourpussy.”
She opens her eyes and looks at me through a cloud of lust, pulling the layers of bunched tulle up shyly. She bites the corner of her lower lip and when she’s just about to bring the fabric above the valley of her pussy I slow my movements and pull my fingers from her and push them into her mouth. She moans around them as she tastes herself. I switch them out for my thumb and her tongue swirls aroundit.
The skirt finally comes up past her pussy and I stare down at it. She is wet, I knew that already, but she has the most incredibly erotic-looking and perfect pussy. It’s far more beautiful than I could have expected. She is not totally bare — a dusting of dark brown hair forms a thin triangle on her mound and the outer lips are bare. Her erect, small clit peeks out from thin, glistening wet lips. But it’s not just her lips that are wet. Her inner thighs are wet, too. I think I could come on her thigh and get her pregnant. The thought makes my cockjerk.
I grab her and flip her over onto her knees, pulling the thong the rest of the way down to her ankles. Once I have it I gather her hands at the base of her spine and she jerks her head back to look at me, her eyes sparkling withmischief.
“Mr.Stevens?”
I pull her chin back and kiss her mouth deeply, feeling her lips curl up into a smile as my hand comes down onto the soft, round globe of her right ass cheek. A pinched, light moan slides through herbody.
“I hope this is okay, Angela,” I growl against her mouth, but she knows what’shappening.
“I don’t know,” she teases, wiggling her hips a little. “You’re making me feel so naughty, Mr. Stevens. Like I’ve done somethingbad.”
“Oh, you have done something bad,” I whisper against her mouth. “You did this. You drove me to it. And this is what bad girlsget.”
I squeeze her right ass cheek and claim her lips slowly, then bring my hand down to smack her ass. She lets out a high-pitched yelp and struggles slightly against the restraint I’vemade.
“That’s good, isn’tit?”
“Yes,” she breathes. “God,yes.”
I keep my eyes trained on the supple, soft skin of her ass and give it a smack, alternating between cheeks. I kiss her, and when I have her moaning into my mouth, I put one hand between her legs and rub her pussy, concentrating on her clit but not attacking it as directly as I could. I keep alternating between smacking her ass and rubbing her soft, delicious pussy until I taste tears against her lips and when her body starts to edge toward an orgasm, I drive two fingers up into her pussy and give her a hard smack squarely on her ass cheek as her pussy squeezes around my fingers, her back arches, her lips open in a silent scream, and shecomes.
“Now,” I say, bringing her down into my arms as she shakes and convulses. I put kisses on her lips, cheeks and chin as she pants. I slide my hand up between her legs again and slide my fingers inside her and curl them up toward her belly button while my other hand removes the restraint around her wrists but she barelynotices.
“That feels so good, Mr. Stevens,” she moans against my lips. “You feel big insideme.”
I feel a wicked grin spread across my cheeks as I stand to throw her over my shoulder. I stride down the hall and look down at the front door from the balcony that looks over the grand foyer. My daughter is at her mother’s house tonight — she never liked my parties and that gave me an opportunity to staff them out with girls just like her best friend — but I know there will be a delicate balancing act until Angela and I are able to hammer out the details of how we willproceed.
