Gripping the bottom of my shirt, she rips it over my head and flings it to the floor. "Take my pants off." Her voice is grating and full of demand. I do as I'm told. Who am I to argue with a pregnant girl. I have yet to see mood swings, but I'm sure they're coming at some point. I only hope her stamina doesn't decrease because I'm loving this wild side of her.
Pushing myself off her, I slide her pants down, along with her panties, while she takes her hoodie off. Her bra follows suit and her perky breasts and hard nipples greet me. Her silky smooth skin is entrancing and does indescribable things to my insides. I drop my pants in one swift movement. With her legs dangling over the edge of the bed, I push underneath her knees and bring them halfway to her head, taking care not to squish her belly.
My tongue covers her pussy, licking in long strides and tasting her sweet juices. “Mmm,” I hum against her entrance. She’s so fucking wet. I drop one foot down, but she grabs ahold of it and pulls it back up herself, spreading her legs wide open for me. Circling my fingers at her entrance, I flick my tongue against her clit, causing a vibration that has her shuddering. My eyes skim up and I see her watching me, watching us.
Curiously, her mouth forms an O. Suddenly, the shy girl is gone, and I'm staring into eyes full of wonder and lust. Taking her into a whole new world of consensual pleasure where shame has no business being present.
I slide one finger inside of her, twisting it around like a key in a hole. Then another, spreading her open wider and feeling the warmth of her walls around me.
My eyes return to her pussy and I watch as my fingers slide in and out of her. Her arousal runs down her ass, and I dart my tongue out and lick her clean. Dragging it up to where my fingers press inside of her, I pull them out and flex my tongue muscle inside, while my fingers caress her sensitive nub. When she quivers and whimpers, I know that's the spot she likes.
"Lars." She moans. "I'm—" She begins crying out in heavy breaths of pleasure. "I think I'm gonna come."
"Don't fight it, baby." I stick my fingers back inside of her. Gliding them deeper and in quick movements. When I feel her clench around them, I know she's close. Taking her to the height of her orgasm, I dart my tongue repeatedly at her clit.
"Oh God," She bellows, followed by a drawn-out breath. Evidence of her orgasm spills around my fingers. I ride her out until her body relaxes on the bed. She jolts like her body is being zapped by a current and slaps a hand over mine. I pull my fingers out and climb back between her legs.
My cock finds her entrance like he knows right where to go and I slide inside. So tight and dripping wet. Being inside her is what I would imagine heaven is like. I glide in and out from the tip of my head to the full length of my cock. Our pelvic bones collide then separate in a continuous motion.
Watching her expression as her mouth hangs agape and her nostrils flare, I feel mine do the same as I slam into her. 'You ok?" I ask, making sure that she's not feeling an ounce of pain.
"Yes. Don't stop." Her fingers dig into my shoulders and I'm pretty positive she's about to have her second orgasm. I come up on my knees and grab hold of her legs, letting them drape over my forearms. In short and rapid thrusts, I pound her pussy with my pelvis. With my free hand, my fingers lap around her clit.
My tongue sweeps out, licking my lips and catching the bottom one between my teeth as I drive into her. “Mmm, you feel so good.” Her tits bounce up and down and just watching them sends me over the edge.
She lets out a muffled groan and curves her back. "I'm gonna come again."
I push harder and faster. Mimicking her heady breaths and then losing myself inside of her. I don't stop pumping until I know she's finished. Once I'm sure and she cracks a sly smile, I stop moving. After a few seconds, I pull out and drop to the side of her.
Pushing myself up on my elbows, I hover my face over hers. "I can get used to this." I kiss her lips and feel her smile against mine.
Talon wasn't kidding when he said this party would be raging. The lawn is plastered with stumbling bodies and a mixture of cans and red plastic cups.
There's sparks of fire and ash, followed by a cloud of smoke, coming from the side of the house. Guys are chanting around a keg while they tip a girl upside down.
Her feet hit the ground and she begins gagging before puking up everything that just went down. When she turns her head just a tad to the right, she lets more out on top of one of the guy’s shoes.
"Titan!" The guy with vomit on his shoes hollers. "Long time no see." He slaps a hand on my back, and I look down at his shoes.
"Wish I could say the same." With my eyes on his feet, I scowl. "You fucking wreak. Take those nasty things off before you go in the house or Talon will have them up your ass." I keep walking, leaving him hanging.
I spot Tommy and Talon standing around the fire. Tommy's double fisting drinks and having a few choice words with Wyatt McCoy. Some things never change. Wyatt has been on the receiving end of harsh words and torment from all of us,
