Page 62 of Sweet Girl
I take a calming breath and do the unthinkable. Dropping my hands to her head, I slowly dislodge her from my dick. Holy shit...if her sucking me wasn’t enough to have me shooting off like a rocket before, seeing her swollen, saliva drenched lips is truly the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
“Am I doing something wrong?” She asks sweetly, with reservation, licking her lips that were just filled with me.
Groaning, I shake my head, helping her to a standing position.
“You were perfect, Ky. It was so good...but I want to fuck you. I want to come inside you.”
She was just sucking me like a wanton woman, and yet she blushes like a virgin bride at my words. Such a contradiction, this girl of mine.
“Without a condom?” Her question is eager. Hopeful.
Fuck. Shit. Damn.
There’s no way I could say no to that. I trust her. I know she’s been with no one else before me. It’s crazy, though. I never fucked without a condom, even with Lyndsay. We were always too scared something would happen and we’d be saddled with an unwanted pregnancy. How comically ironic can that be?
And now here I am, only my second time hooking up with Ky, and I’m already throwing caution to the wind.
Because fuck me, I want to feel her dripping wet pussy clenched around my dick.
I growl, flexing my arms and lifting her up in my arms to walk us over to the bed.
Setting her down on the edge, I quickly dispose of my shirt over my head, before staring into her soulful eyes.
“Are you sure, Ky? Is that what you want?”
Her eyes drop down to my dick, which is casting its vote as a definiteHell Yes, and then back up at me. She nods her head, a coy smile on her face.
“I want to feel you inside me.”
Her fingernails flutter across my belly, tracing a teasing path through the patch of hair below my navel, sending squirrely sensations throughout my nerve endings. My dick twitches with excitement it can’t contain, making the Kylah’s innocence even more pronounced as her breath hitches at the unbidden movement. I see her nipples harden underneath her dress, prompting me to get this show on the road.
The dress is a V-neck jersey-like cotton material. I slip my hands under the material at the V and yank it down to expose her bra. She’s wearing a skimpy lace, see-through black bra which makes me wonder if her panties match. Noticing the front latch, I unsnap it and her tits pop free. She’s fucking perfect. Her pretty pink nipples are small and rosy, and right now they’re engorged, so ready for me to suck then into my mouth. Which I do.
Bending over her chest, I pull one taut nipple into my mouth, delighting in the scent and the erotic little sounds of Kylah. She tastes so good and smells divine. I take one little nibble and she cries out.
“Ah...oooooh.” I take that as a good sign and continue on.
I get my hand into the game and begin fondling the other breast, flicking my thumb nail across the aroused flesh. I continue doing this for a bit, settling in between her legs, which are stretched out wide to accommodate my large frame. As I continue to suckle and sip at her flesh, her pelvis rocks against mine, seeking friction at her center.
I’m now fairly certain that if I were to move my hand down underneath her panties, I would find them drenched. So this is exactly what I do, but not before I pull off her dress over her head. Her lush, pale-skinned body lays naked before me, except for the panties covering her sex. My eyes drink her in, a greedy, animalistic need flooding through me to take her hard and fast so she knows how much I want her.
Tilting my hips to the side to make room, I allow my finger to glide across the slinky material. Sure enough, she’s so wet she’s seeping through the thin fabric. Touching her lightly at first, she stirs in response, moaning out a sexy breath. My own dick leaks when I peel back the edge of her panties and feel the moisture pooled between her legs. And then I sink my finger inside and all thoughts leave my head completely.
I’m perilously close to coming when she begins to gyrate her hips in time to the rhythmic finger-fucking I give her. One of the surprising aspects of Kylah is that once she gets into it, she loses all inhibitions. She just seems to let nature take over, letting go of any and all insecurities she might have had.
I’m pretty sure she’s close to orgasm, as I use my fingers to spread her wetness across her swollen clit. Her breathing is ragged, as her chest heaves with exertion, each time her heavy breasts lift and fall with short puffs of air. I take a swipe of her tits with my tongue before tasting her mouth once again, kissing her hard. Reveling in her taste. She tastes like cherry Jell-O.
My thumb sweeps across her clit and then settles into a pattern of slow circles when I feel her body begin to stiffen. Her inner muscles tighten and flex, as she spasms around my finger finding her release, letting go with an intense cry.
“Ohhhh.” It’s the most beautiful monosyllable word I’ve ever heard spoken.
Her hands, which had been gripping the bed cover, are now relaxed, spread out in a windmill of sorts, her head lazily flopped to the side. I grin with satisfaction because there is no better feeling in this world than getting your girl off. Well, I guess it’s a close second next to getting offwithher.
As she remains still, I lift myself up allowing the space to slip down her panties, which are still on. When I look back up, Kylah is smiling at me, a sexy, wanton smile lighting her face.
“You ready for me?” I ask, knowing that without a doubt, she’s wet and ready to take me in.
Kylah nods her head, her eyes half-lidded with lust as she spreads out her legs and arms out like a temptress in an open invitation to fuck her.
