Page 77 of Good Vibes Only
“Oh yeah? What aboutme?” she asked innocently.
“How sweet and delicious your pussy tastes,” I growled. “And how badly I want more of it.”
“Yeah? You do?” she whispered.
“God, yes.”
She moved her hips back. I felt her heat against my face and the sweet spice of her pussy infiltrated my senses. Drawn to her intoxicating scent, I leaned in and treated myself to her creamy strawberry sweetness.
“Oooh, that feels so good,” she moaned as I ran my tongue through her folds.
While I ate her out, she wrapped her hands around me. Her long and steady strokes made my full cock want to blow another load.
“Oh, wow,” she giggled. “You aresohard, Brett. I think you’re ready.”
“Ready for what?”
“The secret!” she said. “Now listen, this might feel good. But whatever you do, you can’t move, okay? You have to holdabsolutelystill, Brett. Got it?”
She sounded serious, so I gave her a solemn nod. “Yes, Mac.”
“Good. Here we go.”
She steadied my dick with one hand. With the other, she guided me into something wet, warm, and gooey.
“Oooh,” I groaned. “Is that another one of those eggs?”
“No … that would be a pretty boring surprise. I’d like to think I’m a little more fun than that.”
“Hey, I wouldn’t complain.”
“It’s good to know you’re so easily impressed,” she teased.
Whatever it was, it wentallthe way down my shaft, and the gooey warmth pooled against my pelvis. That thing washot—in the best way—and I loved being buried in it.
“Oh … my … God,” I moaned, my cock throbbing. I knew it’d feel even better if I pumped myself in and out of it, but as soon as I started thinking about it—
“Hold still!” she warned. “Don’t move an inch, or you’ll ruin it!”
I laughed. “Ruin it? Ruinwhat?”
“Shh. Just two more minutes and you’ll see.”
“Two more minutes.” I swallowed. “Okay.”
Problem was?
I wasn’t sure I could last two more minutes inside that thing.
“So hey, just curious,” I began to ask casually, “what happens if I come before the two minutes are up?”
She laughed. “Oh my God, Brett. You can’t.”
“Why not?”
“If you come, you’ll feel ridiculous once you see what this is.”
“Dude, it could be a friggin’ cantaloupe you heated up in the microwave, for all I care.”
