Page 7 of You’re Mine

“I did. We should do it again sometime,” she says with another suggestive grin. I would literally jump on the opportunity, but not now.

“Let’s wait. You might be sore for a little bit.” Plus, there are lots of other things we can do besides sex. After all, I was excited and didn’t take the time to make her come in multiple ways. I definitely want to use my tongue to taste that sweet pussy of hers as she cries out with pleasure. I want to show her all the ways I can get her off, backwards, forwards, and upside down, literally. There are so many ways, and I want to teach her all of them.

“Okay, Jace. I can abstain – just for you,” she giggles. I shake my head and keep driving. My libido needs to stay in my pants, no matter how tempting my sweet girlfriend is.

When we get back to the spot where I usually drop her off, Haley stays in the car, looking off in the direction of her house. She purses her mouth and then sighs. Parting is always a little hard for us, but something else seems to be bothering her tonight.

“Haley?” She turns to me like she’s just gotten out of a haze. She takes in a deep breath, raising and lowering her shoulders in a helpless gesture.

“I should go inside,” she says, shaking herself out of her daze. But I notice that her voice is flat, like she’s hoping I’ll tell her not to.

Inspiration strikes and I grin at her.

“Listen sweetheart, why don’t I give you one last thing as a parting gift? A reminder of me?”

Immediately, Haley turns to me with her eyes shining.

“What is it?”

I grin again.

“Take your jeans off, baby.”

She gasps and goes red, but immediately her fingers fumble at her fly. In moments, she’s bare to me once again, her little panties already damp from arousal. Even in the darkness, I can see a slight stain of red at the crotch. God, I feel bad but not that bad. She gave her innocence to me, and I treasure it.

But going for her pussy again would be too much, so instead, I hook a finger into the crotch of her panties and lightly pull it to the side, revealing her pink wetness.

“Kiss me there,” she breathes. “I want it.”

I grin at her, but then let her panties snap back into place to her disappointment.

“Up onto your hands and knees,” is my growl.

Her cheeks go red.

“Here? Now?”

“There’s no place better, sweetheart. Come on, upsy daisy.”

In moments, Haley’s scrambled around so that her big behind is facing towards me, and this time, I pull her panties down to reveal her steaming snatch and beautiful brown buttonhole.

My girlfriend wiggles a bit, tempting me, and then leans forward so that she’s balanced on her shoulders on the car seat before reaching back with her hands and pulling her buttocks apart. Oh shit, she’s gorgeous and so dirty.

“Daddy want a taste?”

Where is this coming from? How did Haley get these ideas? It turns out my innocent little girlfriend has a filthy mind, and I love it. But instead of tonguing her puss, instead I press a light kiss to her asshole.

“What are you doing?” she squeals, craning her head to look back at me as her pucker blinks and winks in shock. “Jace!”

I merely tongue her rim again, tracing those tight pink pleats.

“Baby, I’m going to touch you where I want to touch you because all of this belongs to me. Besides, isn’t this a nice parting gift? A little anal tonguing, so that you know what comes next?”

She’s panting now, her boobs quivering and swaying as she moans in the front seat of the truck.

“We’re doing that next time?” she gasps.

I nod with satisfaction before spearing her bottom with my tongue. Fuck, she’s so tight, musky and hot, and it’s going to be amazing when I finally get my dick in here.

“We are,” I confirm. “But for now, I want you to come when I count to three. Are you ready, little girl? One… Two… Three.”

Haley bursts on command. Her anus clamps down on my tongue as she squeals, both holes spasming wildly with contractions. Fluid gushes from her pussy, and I lap it up before trailing my tongue back to her anus and pushing my tongue in once more. But there are consequences to my actions because even though I haven’t so much as stroked my dick, it bursts in my jeans, drenching the heavy denim with lash after lash of cum.

“Oh Jace,” she cries out, lifting her head to the heavens as her butt sways and dips. “Shiiiiit.”

I moan through my own orgasm, lapping and lapping her anus until the last contraction passes. After we’re both sated, I press a final kiss to her clit before pulling her panties up and swatting her rump lightly.

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