Page 49 of Off the Charts
“Babyyy,” I whined. The faster my orgasm built, the more aggressive the bucking of my hips got. Vayce was devouring me, feasting like he wanted to show me the definition of being greedy and damn he was doing a good job. “Shit. You’re gonna make me cum!”
“Mmhmm,” he growled, smacking my ass again. I damn near did the matrix off his face as I came and his tongue never wavered. He sucked my clit into his mouth as I squirted. “Wet ass pussy. Mm.”
“Shittt!” I cried, trying to collect myself, but this nigga was still licking me. “Vayce, pleaseee.”
With one more smack, he released me, and I slid down his chest until I was face to face with his dick. I looked up at him and kissed along the tip before slowly gathering the pre-cum that trickled down the sides. It was warm, salty, sweet and I couldn’t wait for the full experience. I slapped his dick against my lips.
“Hmmm. You were talking about those grapes, but I love the taste of you,” I licked the tip again. “You wanna stretch my throat baby?”
“Stick your tongue out, mama.” I extended my tongue allowing him to slap it there too and without a warning, I deep throated him. “Fuck!”
It had been a minute, and I damn near took myself out at first, but it was like riding a bike. Vayce groaned and that gave me the boost I needed. I sucked him deeper, slower and allowedthe spit to build. When I looked up at him, his head was thrown back, and I could see that his mouth was open.
“Mmm,” I moaned against him when he palmed the back of my head.
Gripping the base, I sloppily spit on the head, collected it all with my tongue, spit it back on it then deep throated him again. Vayce’s entire lower half lifted from the blanket making me giggle. I moaned against him, spreading my dripping saliva from the base of his dick to his balls.
“Fuck!” I sucked deeper, feeling my nose run from how far back I went. I removed him from my mouth to stroke him with both hands. With my jaws cupped, I took turns taking his balls into my mouth. There was something about his moans that made my pussy throb. “Jersei. Baby, I’m finna nut. Mov—Arghh.”
Those were the words I needed to hear. “Mmhm. Give it to me. Make me choke on that nut baby.”
I took him back in my mouth and reached up to rub his nipples between my fingers. I could tell that threw him off because he frowned for a second then groaned. Vayce’s grip on the back of my head tightened and I kept the same pace as his nut shot out in thick ropes against my tongue. I moaned, choking as I sucked and he continued letting off.
“Argh! Fuck! Fuck!” He breathed while I removed him from my mouth, taking thepopas an accomplishment. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand as I swallowed with a smile on my lips. “Shit!”
Vayce was still hard, and my thighs were soaked. I straddled him reverse cowgirl giving him no time to get himself together. Wrapping my hand around his wet dick, I rubbed the tip against my clit, vibrating at how good it felt.
“Shit.”
“Jersei, baby,” he moaned.
“I know, baby,” I whined, lowering myself, feeling him stretch me the farther I sank onto him. We sighed at the same time, and I settled on my feet and rode him. It was a lot, but I wasn’t no hoe. “This shit…too big. Oh, my goodness.”
“Fuck me,” Vayce smacked my ass with both hands. “Look at this fat ass, baby. Pussy out of this world, baby J. Shit. Don’t make no fucking sense.”
Pushing my lower back, he tipped me forward, spreading my ass cheeks. One hand gripped the front of my neck while he used his thumb to tease my asshole.
“Shittt!” I hissed when he pushed it in and started meeting my thrust. I tried to match him, but I couldn’t keep up. He applied more pressure to my throat. “Ahh. Uhnn!”
“You feel me, baby? Hmm?” he moaned.
“Yesss!” I cried out.
“I feel yo’ fine ass too. You so fucking beautiful, Miss J. Fuck! I love watching this dick disappear inside you,” he moaned. “Ride this mutha’fucka.”
Placing both hands on his knees, I steadied myself because this nigga was fucking the wind out of me. He was right, I’d never had a man learn me. He wasn’t just fucking me; he was pleasing me. This was the kind of dick you went home, and did a Google search on how soon is too soon to be in love. The type that made you call your mama and ask her the family secret banana pudding recipe. Was this the type of dick bitches were getting that made them get on a knee and propose? I still wouldn’t do that but if it was remotely close to this, I understood a little bit.
“Oh baby, I’m finna cum again,” I panted.
“Me too. Where you want it, mama?”
“I want you to coat my walls just like you did my throat baby,” I bit down on my lip, not giving a fuck what I was saying as we both released “Shit!”
“Fuck!” He bellowed.
His body stiffened but he never stopped pumping into me. I squeezed my walls around him, sucking all of him in then pushing out as much nut as I could just to feel it drip around us.
“You nasty mutha’fucka,” he breathed, pulling me onto his chest. We both struggled to catch our breath, and I was positive we’d be sleeping right here tonight. Vayce kissed my lips. “What the fuck I’ma do with you?”
