tongue along her lips waiting for her to
open up. Sasha didn’t keep him waiting long.
She tasted of the chocolate milkshake she’d been
drinking. Their moans mingled together. Tilting her head back, he deepened the
kiss. When their lips touching wasn’t enough, he
picked her up getting her to straddle his hips. Her pussy pressed against his
cock. Their clothing stopped him from going any further, but he wanted to.
Pussy didn’t want to stop feeling her ride his cock.
Groaning, he slid his tongue in and out of her mouth,
mimicking fucking her.
“Pussy?” She whispered his name against his lips.
“What, baby?”
“What’s happening? I don’t know what’s going on.”
Pulling away from her lips, he pressed his head to
hers. “We’re going to have to stop. I’m going to take you to a hotel room where
we’re going to have a really long discussion.”
If he was in luck, he’d find a place to get some
condoms. His cock ached from the feel of her body alone.
“Something’s wrong,” she said, moaning. She thrust
against him, rubbing her pussy against his shaft. Sasha caught his face,
kissing his lips. “Please, make it stop aching.”
He groaned as she dry fucked him on the bench.
You caused this, so now you’ve got to finish it.
Picking her up, he walked her back until she was next
to his bike. Glancing behind him, he made sure no one could see what he was
doing. Sliding his palm down the front of her body, he moaned. She really was
nicely rounded in all the right places.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m going to make you feel good. Relax, and this will
go well.” Fingering the button of her jeans, he found there was enough space
for him to slide his hand inside. Down he went until he cupped her pussy. Her
panties were soaking wet. Sliding them aside, he fingered her slit. She was so
turned on.
Sasha gripped his arms tightly, groaning. “That feels
so good.”
“It’s going to feel much better, baby, I promise you.”
“How can it feel better?” She stopped, letting out a
moan. Before she could finish, Pussy claimed her lips. He didn’t want anyone
else hearing her scream out her pleasure. Her cries of release were for him and
him alone.
When they were alone she could scream until her
heart’s content, but until then, she would be silent.
Stroking two fingers over her clit, he slammed his
tongue inside her mouth. She opened up to him, no longer fighting. She thrust
against his fingers, whimpering, crying out, and moaning whenever he released
her lips long enough to hear.
Within seconds she was screaming out her release. Her
whole body shook at the sudden burst of pleasure pulsing from her. Banding an
arm around her waist, he continued to stroke her. Sasha begged him to stop.
Kissing her head, he withdrew his hand, and sucked the cream from his fingers.
“Fuck me, baby, you taste so fucking good.” He let out
a moan as her essence filled his mouth. Swallowing down the taste of her, he
knew once was never going to be enough for him.
“Wow,” she said.
“Come on. Let me find a hotel and I can make you feel
that way again.” Helping her onto the back of his bike, Pussy struggled to get
comfortable. His dick threatened to split his trousers open he was so hard.
Sasha was proving to be as much trouble as he
imagined.
****
When he pulled out of the food court or wherever he’d
gotten the milkshake from, Sasha had been reeling from what she’d experienced.
Pussy had just given her, her first orgasm. What was she supposed to do or say?
No one had prepared her for this in life.
Her mother didn’t talk about sex, and Sasha never
asked questions. She didn’t know how long they rode for. The time passed, and
all she could think about was the feel of his fingers down her pants.
Get a grip.
Trying to push her thoughts aside was difficult. The
threat of Kenneth couldn’t even stop her feelings. None of it made any sense to
her.
Time passed, and the bike finally came to
open up. Sasha didn’t keep him waiting long.
She tasted of the chocolate milkshake she’d been
drinking. Their moans mingled together. Tilting her head back, he deepened the
kiss. When their lips touching wasn’t enough, he
picked her up getting her to straddle his hips. Her pussy pressed against his
cock. Their clothing stopped him from going any further, but he wanted to.
Pussy didn’t want to stop feeling her ride his cock.
Groaning, he slid his tongue in and out of her mouth,
mimicking fucking her.
“Pussy?” She whispered his name against his lips.
“What, baby?”
“What’s happening? I don’t know what’s going on.”
Pulling away from her lips, he pressed his head to
hers. “We’re going to have to stop. I’m going to take you to a hotel room where
we’re going to have a really long discussion.”
If he was in luck, he’d find a place to get some
condoms. His cock ached from the feel of her body alone.
“Something’s wrong,” she said, moaning. She thrust
against him, rubbing her pussy against his shaft. Sasha caught his face,
kissing his lips. “Please, make it stop aching.”
He groaned as she dry fucked him on the bench.
You caused this, so now you’ve got to finish it.
Picking her up, he walked her back until she was next
to his bike. Glancing behind him, he made sure no one could see what he was
doing. Sliding his palm down the front of her body, he moaned. She really was
nicely rounded in all the right places.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m going to make you feel good. Relax, and this will
go well.” Fingering the button of her jeans, he found there was enough space
for him to slide his hand inside. Down he went until he cupped her pussy. Her
panties were soaking wet. Sliding them aside, he fingered her slit. She was so
turned on.
Sasha gripped his arms tightly, groaning. “That feels
so good.”
“It’s going to feel much better, baby, I promise you.”
“How can it feel better?” She stopped, letting out a
moan. Before she could finish, Pussy claimed her lips. He didn’t want anyone
else hearing her scream out her pleasure. Her cries of release were for him and
him alone.
When they were alone she could scream until her
heart’s content, but until then, she would be silent.
Stroking two fingers over her clit, he slammed his
tongue inside her mouth. She opened up to him, no longer fighting. She thrust
against his fingers, whimpering, crying out, and moaning whenever he released
her lips long enough to hear.
Within seconds she was screaming out her release. Her
whole body shook at the sudden burst of pleasure pulsing from her. Banding an
arm around her waist, he continued to stroke her. Sasha begged him to stop.
Kissing her head, he withdrew his hand, and sucked the cream from his fingers.
“Fuck me, baby, you taste so fucking good.” He let out
a moan as her essence filled his mouth. Swallowing down the taste of her, he
knew once was never going to be enough for him.
“Wow,” she said.
“Come on. Let me find a hotel and I can make you feel
that way again.” Helping her onto the back of his bike, Pussy struggled to get
comfortable. His dick threatened to split his trousers open he was so hard.
Sasha was proving to be as much trouble as he
imagined.
****
When he pulled out of the food court or wherever he’d
gotten the milkshake from, Sasha had been reeling from what she’d experienced.
Pussy had just given her, her first orgasm. What was she supposed to do or say?
No one had prepared her for this in life.
Her mother didn’t talk about sex, and Sasha never
asked questions. She didn’t know how long they rode for. The time passed, and
all she could think about was the feel of his fingers down her pants.
Get a grip.
Trying to push her thoughts aside was difficult. The
threat of Kenneth couldn’t even stop her feelings. None of it made any sense to
her.
Time passed, and the bike finally came to
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