Tasty by Bella Cruise Page B

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    That’s
    okay. I’ll type enough for both of us. I press my cock against
    you. It’s nine inches long, rock hard. It rubs you straight
    through those little red panties. You’re grabbing at my ass,
    riding me, and I haven’t even taken your underwear off yet.
    My
hands pause in their motions over my skin. Moving quickly, almost
frantically, I lean over and reach into my nightstand. My rabbit’s
there, perfect, purple, my old friend. I bought it just after I fled
Miami and swore off chefs forever. It’s served me well so far.
I turn it on. It hums against my thigh.
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    You’re
    riding me, your pussy tight against me. God, I almost can’t
    take it anymore. I turn you over. Your ass is perfect and tight. I
    run my cock over your rear. I’m aching to get inside of you,
    dripping wet. I can see how wet your thighs are, too, muffin.
    I barely manage to march a hand over to the keyboard.
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    Oh god, please fuck me.
    I tug my underwear down and fix my vibe against my clit. Pleasure
spreads through me. I cast my head back.
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    I
    tug those panties down. You’re tight, wet. But I don’t
    put it in you, not yet. I rub the head against that gorgeous pussy of
    yours. I feel your clit pulsing against me. You want me so bad. You
    want me inside you.
    I
rub the length of the vibe along my lips. I can’t remember the
last time I was this wet. College, maybe. My body is open and aching.
I do want him, deep inside. My eyes are closed. I’m imagining Cal,
his big hands still on my hips as he rubs his cock against my pussy
again and again.
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    You’re
    moaning, and so open, and so wet. I can’t take it anymore. I
    put my throbbing cock against you, and then I push it in. You’re
    so tight that I’m almost afraid it won’t fit inside, but
    you take every inch of it, your body shuddering.
    I push the vibe inside of me. I am shuddering, as I bury the rabbit in my body straight up to my clit.
My thighs tremble. God, I’m close.
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    I
    pull out slowly, watching you whimper as I do. You want me inside of
    you, fast and hard. So I start plowing into you over and over again.
    My
body moves the way he’s commanded. I plunge the vibrator into
me, once, twice, three times. Then I can’t take it anymore.
Everything’s exploding, blood rushing from my clit into my
belly. I’m warm with pleasure. My back is arched, my breasts
aching in the empty air. I come and come and come, my body pulsing so
hard that I can hardly breathe.
    It
seems to last forever. At last, I feel the cool night air on me
again, hear the mechanical hum of my vibe. I turn it off, then slowly
slide it out of my body. I still feel like I’m faintly shaking
when I sit up and grab my keyboard again, my hands moving swiftly
over the keys.
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    God,
    thank you. That was fantastic.
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    You are
    fantastic, muffin. Your beautiful ass made me cum so hard that I
    almost let my scones burn.
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    Oh no! :( They’re okay, aren’t they?
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    I saved them. Had to run halfway across my apartment
    with my shorts down.
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    I would have liked to see that!
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    I would love to see what you look like right now,
    too. Hair a mess. Panties tossed aside.
    I
glance around my dark room. He’s not wrong about the way things
look, but I’m sure it’s not half as glamorous or sexy as
he imagines. After all, in my head, he’s Callum McKenzie,
getting sleepy in a king bed with silk sheets tangled around him, his
boxer briefs around his ankles.
    But
I don’t have to tell him that. I don’t think
cupcakecasanova and I are under any illusions. We know this is just
about sex, just about letting off a little steam. It’s fantasy,
as far from the real Cal
McKenzie as you can