Page 59 of Pushing Daisy
“You aren’t as bad as I thought,” Daisy responds dryly.
“Ha, ha,” Sloan says, punctuating each word with a nip to Daisy’s neck.
Daisy turns, spinning them around, the back of Sloan’s knees against the end of the bed. “Get on the bed. All fours.”
Desire floods Sloan’s senses. Those words from this woman… oh, it makes her tingle all over, her already sensitive clit pulsing in anticipation.
Daisy’s hands slide down Sloan’s back, cupping her ass before spinning Sloan around so her back is against Daisy’s ample chest. Daisy’s hard nipples brush against Sloan’s back as a finger slides under the waist of her skirt, into her underwear, and between her slick lips.
“I said on the bed,” Daisy says, pulling her hand out and bending Sloan over. Sloan’s hands come up in front of her, stopping herself from landing face-first. “Knees up.” Daisy’s hand slides around her side, reaching for her throbbing pussy from behind.
Sloan climbs onto the bed, pulling her skirt up over her ass, her knees bent, feet sticking out behind her, and resting on her forearms. Presenting herself like this to Daisy should embarrass her, especially with how new this is between them. Instead, the anticipation of what Daisy will do to her has her nearly vibrating herself. Magic thrums under her skin, seeking Daisy’s energy and begging for release.
Daisy slowly pulls Sloan’s panties down to her knees. Her hand caresses Sloan’s bare ass, then gently follows the curve of her flesh, sending goosebumps up her spine.
SMACK!
The sudden sting on her ass jolts her forward. She has never had a partner smack her ass before, and it… is hot as fuck. Her pussy clenches in response, needing more. The urge to touch herself is overwhelming. This pressure needs to be released.
“Please,” she says.
“Oh, did you like that? Did smacking your gorgeous ass make you feel good, princess?”
“Yes,” Sloan breathes. Aching. Wanting.
SMACK!
Sloan’s ready for it this time, but it still jolts her. The sting is sensational, lighting her nerves on fire. She pushes herself up onto one arm and moves the other hand between her legs, seeking her clit.
“No, no. You don’t get to touch yourself unless I say,” Daisy commands.
Sloan reluctantly moves her hand back up, returning to supporting herself on her forearms.
“Good girl.” Daisy’s hand slides between Sloan’s legs, providing pressure where she needs it. Sloan’s hips thrust eagerly to meet the sensation, wanting more. So much more. “So eager. So hungry.”
“Please.”
A faint buzzing noise fills the air as the head of her vibrator presses against her soaked cunt. “Do you want this?”
“Yes,” Sloan responds, breathy.
“Tell me.”
Holy fuck, Daisy is going to send her over the edge before she even starts.
“Fuck me, Daisy. Please. I need you to fuck me.”
“As you wish, princess.” Daisy spreads her lips with one hand and licks between them briefly, consuming her arousal. “So delicious.” Before Sloan has a chance to recover from Daisy’s head between her legs, her vibrator is lined back up with her pussy and thrust in.
“Daisy!” Sloan yells out, her eyes rolling back in her head from the sudden stretch and buzzing sensation to her core. “Fuck. Yes.”
Daisy pumps the hard cock back and forth, turning the vibrations up. The increased pace and humming overwhelms her as the clit tickler provides the right amount of extra stimulation. Her leg twitches as tension builds in her lower back. Sloan fists the sheets, moaning, allowing the sensations to take over her. Tingling builds up in her toes, working its way up to her sensitive pussy, responding to the punishing speed that Daisy pumps her vibrator into her. Daisy reaches around with her other hand, sliding up Sloan’s shirt and over her bra as she roughly grabs Sloan’s breast.
“Scream for me, princess,” Daisy demands. “Show me how good I make you feel.”
Sloan pushes back into Daisy’s other hand, wanting more. Needing more. She hears another beep as Daisy increases the vibration once more on the shaft and the clit tickler. She fists the end behind her and thrusts it into Sloan’s slick pussy as hard as she can, and the punishing speed makes Sloan’s eyes roll back as her body gives. She screams Daisy’s name as she comes undone.
Daisy doesn’t relent. No, instead, she manages to find another gear and slams the fake cock into her over and over as Sloan’s cunt clenches around it while she comes. When she thinks she can’t take anymore, Daisy abruptly pulls it out, tossing the fluid-covered toy onto the bed beside them, flips Sloan over, and buries her face into Sloan’s dripping pussy.
