I slide my legs open and my dress slips up around my waist. Through my panties, I can feel the heat of his hard cock pressed against me. My pussy clenches as I throw my shoulders back, pushing my breasts forward into Connor’s face.

He cups my ass, squeezing my cheeks hard, pulling them open so I can feel his rigid member urgently pressing into my mound. Connor combs his fingers through my hair, sweeping it to the side so he can unzip the back of my dress. Does this feeling ever go away? It feels like every time Connor fucks me, every time I give myself to him, my senses are overwhelmed. My heart threatens to beat out of my chest and my breathing grows ragged as I tremble with anticipation. I’ve never felt anything so intense before. It’s like my soul is jumping to the edge of my flesh, like a fish leaping from a pond, to graze against his. Each time, it feels like a tingling intensity rushing over me, like every cell in my body has woken from his touch.

Zwwwip!

He opens my dress and the light fabric slides down, exposing the cream-colored bra with little pink cherry blossoms on it, covering my full breasts.

Connor wraps his arms around my shoulders and pulls me into him, nuzzling between my plump tits. He drags his tongue slowly over the tops, leaving a shimmering trail, marking me.

I didn’t even feel his hand on my bra strap until he flicked it open, my tits fall slightly as he quickly tugs the bra from my body and tosses it to the floor.

“You have such beautiful tits,” he growls and sucks my dusky nipple in over his rose petal lips as I flutter my eyelids closed. Rolling my head back, I press my breasts into his face as I grind down against his thick cock, wishing I could feel every inch of him stretch me out, claiming me as his.

“Oh!” My eyes spring open with surprise as I look down at Connor’s mischievous grin against my taut nipple. “That stung!” I give him a light swat but giggle at the conflicting sensation of the nip he just gave me with the even more vibrant pleasure of his swirling tongue soothing it.

Connor kisses a path to my other breast and I’m lost in a haze of pleasure as he presses my tits together in his hands and suckles and grazes them with the edge of his teeth until the pain and bliss almost bring me to the edge.

I’m humping him like a horny teenager in their parents’ basement, shamelessly rocking my hips and opening my legs as far as I can manage on this couch as he licks my sensitive nipples in a frenzy.

“Oh my! I’m gonna cum!” I grab his shoulders and a shiver runs over my entire body as my orgasm explodes through me. It’s fast, intense and crazy and I’ve never felt anything like it before. I’ve heard women say they could cum from just having their breasts teased or their earlobes sucked, but I never thought it was really possible. It sounded as unrealistic to me as those tantric people who claim to cum for four hours straight. A nice idea, but simply not possible.

“That was amazing,” I look down at Connor’s grin shyly.

“I’m only just getting started,” he smirks.

Before I have a chance to think, he stands up, carrying me over to the ladder leading to his loft.

“Get your sweet ass up there,” he places me on the floor in front of the first rung. “I’m not even close to done with you yet,” his green eyes twinkle and his scruff twitches as his lips slide into a sly smile. I turn around and begin climbing the ladder, extremely aware that he’s got a perfect view up my skirt of my pink thong, as I reach for each new rung.

Feeling naughty, I tug the dress up a bit higher and swing my hips so my ass is swaying in his face. I want to tease him, to make him crazy like he makes me.

Smack!

The sting spreads through my cheek as I look down with surprise. I can see the flame of desire burning behind his eyes, it’s overtaking him like a wildfire.

“What was that for?” I fake a protest.

“You’re being a bad girl, so I had to give your ass a slap,” he answers coyly

“Is that so?” I bite my lip and step up a little higher on the ladder, this time I shamelessly shake my ass like I’m getting paid on a pole. What can I say? Being a bad girl has never felt so good before.

Connor steps up behind me and gives my ass another firm slap and I close my eyes, enjoying the light burn travel over my cheek. “Mmmm,” I purr.

Suddenly he grabs my hips and yanks them backward, making my eyes fly open and my purr turn into a yelp. “Ahhh!” I cling onto the ladder frame and curl my toes around the rung as he yanks my hips back like a hinge.

“If you want to tease me like that, I’m not waiting until we get into the loft,” his voice is gravelly and gruff as he steps up behind me and twists his hands in my thong. Connor bunches the fabric in his hand and wraps it around his fist until I can feel it strain at the seams. He’s pulling hard enough that my ass is swinging back in the air as I try with all my might to hang on to the ladder. I’m already halfway up and don’t want to come crashing down.

The lace pops and pulls over my hip as it begins to give way. Connor growls, yanking hard and my thong is no match for his primal desires. The fabric snaps over my skin, bursting open and he lets it fall to the floor below.

Connor holds my hips out at an angle tightly and pushes his head up between the back of my open thighs. The warmth of his wet tongue delves in past my lips and he laps up my juices as I groan. The tip of his tongue flickers against my clit and I almost let go of the ladder as the bliss overcomes me.

I cling on, wrapping my fingers around the wooden frame and close my eyes as Connor holds me in place, licking me slowly but purposefully, tasting me.

His tongue circles my clit as I squirm back against his touch. I can’t believe how quickly my body is reacting to him again after he just made me cum on the couch. I bite my lip with surprise as he drags his tongue back along my slit, back further still, until he reaches my asshole. For a moment, he flattens his tongue and presses it against me there.

I’ve never let anyone but him touch me there before. I’m not sure if I like it or not. It’s a completely new sensation and my pleasure is heightened by how naughty it makes me feel.

Connor slips his tongue back into my pussy, this time when he finds my clit he frantically thrashes his tongue over it in a relentless frenzy.

“Oh!” It’s all I can say. It’s all I feel. That one word seems to sum up the waves of ecstasy building inside me. My grip on the ladder gets harder and the wood digs into my skin as I surrender to the pleasure of his tongue. A shudder runs from the back of my neck down to my toes as another orgasm washes through the length of me like a tidal wave. Every muscle clenches tightly as I quake against him.

Connor pulls back and I almost forget where I am as I slump forward on the ladder.

“My knees are weak,” I whisper. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

“Don’t worry about your knees,” he answers, nudging me up to the loft, “you’ll have plenty of time to rest your knees when you’re down on them sucking me off.”