cleft.
With a few licks from his tongue, I bucked in response to a crazy-good climax.
“You’re delicious,” I moaned.
“Turn over, baby.”
He rubbed the tip of his cock on my slick clit before grabbing
my hip with his hand. Slowly, he eased into me, stretching my pussy to
accommodate his girth.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he uttered.
“Fuck me hard,” I begged, watching him from the mirror on my
dresser.
His cock pounded into my tight channel, making noises as his
sac slapped against me. He rode me hard and moaned before pulling out and
spraying cum on my back. It was so fucking erotic, when he saw me watching us
in the mirror above my dresser.
“You like watching?”
“I didn’t know I did, but yes…yes, I do.”
We cuddled for a few minutes before I realized the time. I flew
off the bed and grabbed a quick shower, while he made the bread. Then he
grabbed a shower before everyone began to show up.
My apartment was abuzz with company. What was nice was that we
were all three newly-formed “couples” of some degree, so we were all on a
mutually equal playing field.
“This bread is going to kill my thighs,” Ashley teased.
“I’ll work it off you, baby,” Sean answered, stroking her
cheek.
“Oh, would that be a private lesson perhaps?” Claire asked.
“Stop teasing, Claire.” Ashley pouted.
Lucas sat down on the sofa and pulled me into his lap. He held
me close to him in a protective, coupling way. I could feel the stiffness of
his erection under my ass. I loved that I turned him on so easily. Maybe that’s
why he’d pulled me close, he was using me to cover his arousal.
We were all having a great time hanging out and things got a
little wild when we started playing Jenga. I seriously did not have steady
hands. I sent the damn thing crashing more than once. The more I drank the
worse it got, and I became the subject of comic fodder.
Curiously, I thought everyone was going to end up in the
building. Mason and Claire went to his apartment on the eighteenth floor, and
Ashley and Sean were headed to her place. After everyone disappeared, I was
curious how the night was going to end with Lucas and me or if it was. All I
knew was I didn’t want it to.
When Lucas started cleaning up, I wondered if he’d run out the
door the minute everything was put away.
“I’m not ready for the night to end. May I stay?” he asked
between kisses.
“You don’t have to ask.”
He picked me up and carried me to the sofa, sitting down so I
was in his lap. “Tonight was fun with your friends. It’s been a very long time
since I’ve done something like that.”
“Hmmm,” I mumbled against his jaw. I trailed kisses down his
neck and nibbled at his shoulder. I felt the stiffness of his cock beneath me
as I straddled him. Slowly, he peeled off my t-shirt and bra and started paying
sweet attention to my breast.
“So beautiful,” he mumbled between biting and sucking each
reddened bud. “I want to fuck these.”
He slid me off his lap and removed all of his clothes before
removing the rest of mine. He went to the bathroom and returned with lotion.
With several pumps of the almond and shea butter lotion in his hand, he stroked
his cock then rubbed some of it on my breasts.
“Push your breasts around my cock, baby.”
I did as he asked. I thought I’d do just about anything when he
called me baby. Each time his cock thrust between my breasts, I saw the head
come really close to my lips. I decided to lick at the head of his cock,
teasing him.
“That is so fucking hot, baby. Yes, God, yes.”
His feral moan of climax roared through my body as cum splashed
across my lips, neck, and breasts. With my thumb, I wiped my lips, licking it
off.
“You’re so fucking hot, baby. I’m gonna fuck you hard.” He
grabbed my hand and yanked me towards my bedroom, bypassing the bed and going
straight to the bathroom. When he turned on the shower, I simply watched him.
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