“Stop!”
“Stop what? I haven’t started going yet. Let me smell your shaved pussy.”
What the fuck?!
Jason was looking in my eyes when he asked. Like that was a legitimate question. My heart was beating so fast it felt like a panic attack. I didn’t want to be turned on by his random request but I couldn’t help it. My nipples were hard as nails but I had an ironclad grip on the front of my robe. Men didn’t talk to me like this. I was a respectable soccer mom without the soccer kid.
Jason’s hands went on my knees. I had them tightly clamped together. He eagerly pulled them apart without breaking eye contact. At least my breasts were still covered up.
“No,” I whispered and then he kissed me on the lips. “I said no.”
“I didn’t hear that.” He kissed me again, this time with his tongue. He pulled away right when I was on the verge of— I don’t know. “Say yes.” He mumbled.
“Ah, this is wrong.”
“Katrina, stop acting like a child. I’m the one that should have to give consent. Say yes.”
His calming wet tongue was on my neck. My mouth hung open while he gently licked and sucked at that sensitive space right above my collarbone.
The fear hit me instantly. I was afraid he would put his hand in between my legs and feel my wetness. Maybe I could resist his charms if he wasn’t so perfect. Did I want to resist?
With my legs open he decided to look down. He didn’t look for long. He decided to face dive down into my pussy. I was embarrassing wet and instead of slapping the sides of his face, my legs opened wider. The space was enough for his mouth to find my private spot. His lips were on my lower lips. His face was forcing me to lean back. I shaved my pussy yesterday. It felt better in the summertime heat.
I leaned back on my arms and looked down at the top of his head. The warmth was rushing down to my spot. I was in pain because it had been so long. The inner throbbing felt like hardcore cramps.
Jason’s tongue licked at my clit. He flicked his tongue over it and washed it with his mouth. He carefully sucked on my clit and I couldn’t keep my composure. I went flat on my back and closed my eyes. I could have an orgasm like this. Maybe I wanted to have it like this. This was embarrassing but it felt so damn good.
Jason's tongue entered me. I could felt him munching into my hot box. At first, he was going slowly. In seconds he started ramming his face into me and ferociously eating my pussy. My hand went down into his hair. Instead of pushing him away, I opened my legs wider. I clawed a huge piece of his hair and pushed his face into my heated pussy.
It was too late. He had already flipped my switch. I was turned all the way up. I wanted him to make me come. I hoped I wouldn’t have to beg for it. I needed it so badly. I craved the joy of release.
He stopped licking and I refused to open my eyes to see what he was doing. I cracked them open a bit to see through my lashes. His shirt was gone. His jeans were gone along with his underwear. His body was better than the young man from back in my day. Every muscle was sleek, curved and positioned in the right places. His body was sent from up above.
I had to open my eyes to see his dick. I wanted to see it. Jason was so cocky. I wanted to know if he had a good reason to be. Or was it just his youth that caused so much bravado? My eyes went from his smoldering eyes down the span of his body. His entire torso was just unreal, chiseled, perfect, tanned. A huge tattoo of a snake was on his right pec. The cobra's face was on the pec but the rest of this reptile wrapped around to his back. That meant he had something tatted on his back. I’d never seen this tattoo. I didn’t have any tattoos. I was normally against them but Jason’s seemed sexy and dangerous. This part of him didn’t match the guy that I’d known all this time. Jason was the guy that rode a bike to work.
I got the courage to look from his tattoo down to his dick. I blinked and quickly looked back up at his face. Shit! That part didn’t match either. I looked back down at his huge dick just to make sure my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me. He was so big my mouth fell open. I was too old to be amazed by a dick but his was truly a wonder. He had ample length and abundant girth. I just didn’t know how he got so blessed.
He was grinning at me as a scooted back on the bed. I wasn’t a coward. I wanted to try it. He took off his clothes for a reason. Jason climbed into bed with me. His face was different. He looked like a man that knew what he was doing. He slapped my legs open and was hovering above me.
In slow motion, he pinned one of my arms above my head and then he pinned the other. He leaned down to kiss me. Oh my, his kisses were delicious and sweet. I moaned in his mouth because I couldn’t help it. He released my hands and trailed his lips from my mouth to my neck. I wanted to touch him but I didn’t want to
