“I—I’ve never done that.”
“First time for everything, Lovely,” Peanut grunted, returning to kissing her stomach and moving ever closer to her pussy as she clung to his shoulders trying not to panic. His hands slipped her panties down her legs and off before she could react. He kissed above her mound again, his tongue teasing her skin.
Her eyes closed and she was silently trying to get a grip on the raging inferno that was currently ripping her apart with heady desire. He kissed a gentle circle around her baby bump leaving a soft kiss in the middle before moving down further, his hands hard as they spread her open for his inspection. She could feel the soft caress of his breath on her inner thighs and she gasped, trying not to lose her mind as she waited on him to take the plunge. Her heart was thundering in her ears and her hands were clenched so hard she was likely leaving marks in his skin. She couldn’t seem to find her center and her body trembled with anticipation.
His first touch was a slight nuzzle to the top of her mound with his lips softly kissing her clit. She moaned and her entire body felt electrified. She’d never felt something so mind-blowing. Peanut blew softly on her hot skin and she let out another tortured moan. He chuckled a little before speaking.
“I love that you’re so responsive to me, Lovely. This sweet little pussy is so wet and ready for me to show it some love. I won’t rush this because I’ve been thinking about this for weeks. Weeks, Lovely.” His husky words caressed her adding another layer of need to the ones already crushing her. His hands cupped her thighs possessively and she felt his lips touch her curls. Her hands gripped the sheets beside her as he set to work, his tongue spearing through her folds like a white-hot sword. Her whole body shuddered, and she let out a keening moan as her legs trembled and her insides lit with a fire so hot that she wasn’t sure she’d survive it.
Phoebe wasn’t sure that she’d be able to take much more of his caresses because her body was already overloading. She moaned as he sucked her clit into his mouth and pressed two fingers against her entrance. She felt her insides clench and she knew her orgasm was seconds from exploding through her, and she’d bet anything he’d only started with this sweet torture. Peanut was sucking her clit while his two fingers slipped inside her. That was all it took to set her off and she was screaming out as her entire being exploded into the heavens. Phoebe had never come so hard in her life and she felt like she was breaking apart. It took her a full five minutes to come back down from the high her explosive orgasm had taken her to.
“That’s my Lovely. So damned sweet,” Peanut was mumbling as his tongue lapped at her entrance. She was surprised that he hadn’t stopped as soon as she’d come. Instead he’d continued to caress her softly. He kissed above her mound, his fingers still moving inside her, and she found her hips were still moving in rhythm to the thrust of his fingers. She was building up to another orgasm she realized as a gasp left her lips and she felt herself clenching his thick fingers.
“Peanut,” she begged. She wasn’t sure if she was begging him to continue or to stop.
“That’s it, Lovely. You need this so badly,” he grunted, his fingers never pausing as he continued his oral assault on her needy body. She moaned again as he sucked her button. Her shuddering orgasm wasn’t as hard as the first one, but it was just as devastating. Her body trembled uncontrollably and she tried hard to hold out as Peanut showed her no mercy, his talented mouth and his rough movements inside her giving her no quarter.
She moaned out her second orgasm and felt Peanut kissing his way up her body slowly, his mouth finally stopping when he got to her breasts. He kissed each nipple in turn before sliding up to kiss her mouth with vigorous fever. She clung to him, her legs wrapping around his waist as she tilted her body up into his, feeling the hard ridge of his thick cock against her throbbing pussy. She couldn’t breath as she felt his naked skin against hers. He’d lost his boxers at some point and they were now skin to skin as he pressed the tip of his erection against her tight opening.
“I’m clean. I was checked a week ago and I’m not putting a condom between us,” Peanut rasped, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks. She wasn’t frightened by the hard grip which was something she hadn’t thought was possible. Johnny had ingrained that a hard grip meant pain into her brain long ago, so it was shocking that his hard grip didn’t panic her. It showed how much she trusted him. Phoebe wasn’t sure when that had happened or how, but she wasn’t going to question it. Peanut searched her eyes as he hovered above her. Phoebe realized he was waiting for her to tell him to stop or to get a condom.
“Peanut,” she whimpered, her body
