Chapter 11
Wesley
I wrapped my lips around her pert little nipple as she rolled her hips into me. My hands ran down her legs, feeling every inch of Olivia before my hands parted her thighs. Olivia wrapped her hands into the tendrils of my hair, pressing my face deeper into her tits as I smirked. She was begging me with her entire body, giving way to me in ways I would’ve never thought possible.
My tongue circled her nipple, pulling it to its drastic peak before I clamped down with my teeth. Olivia moaned in ecstasy, shaking as I pulled her nipple with my mouth before releasing it with a pop. My tongue raked over to her other breast, watching her skin flush underneath every single movement I made. My fingertips danced along her dripping pussy folds, taking in the heat radiating from her body before I slowly began to explore.
“Wesley. Fuck, yes.”
I descended my lips back to her other nipple while my fingers explored her silken layers. Her juices were slowly dripping down her body, flooding my fingertips before I slowly inched them into her body. Her legs parted wider for me, spreading her body all along my couch just before her hips began to buck into my hand.
My lips pulled her nipple between my teeth, her body shuddering as I slipped my fingers out from within her.
“No, no, no, no,” she whispered. “Please. Go back.”
My lips peppered kisses up her skin before I captured her lips. My wet fingers dragged along her slit, finding Olivia’s beautifully swollen clit as she gasped with excitement. My tongue dipped into her mouth, raking across the roof of it before my fingertips worked their magic. With every stroke against her soft clit, her body jumped for my viewing pleasure. Her body sang out for me, gushing with fluids I wanted to cover my body in just so I could remember this very moment.
This moment where the sunlight was streaming through my window, catching glimpses of my high school sweetheart writhing on my couch cushions.
Faster and faster, I stroked, shaking her body and pulling from her moans that vibrated my ribcage. Olivia’s fingertips sunk deep into the meat of my back, her body pulling me down on top of her while her hips bucked wildly into my hand. I drew patches of her skin between my teeth, marking her and massaging her with my tongue while her body jumped at my every stroke and movement.
Then, I slipped my fingers quickly inside her dripping pussy and crooked them just right.
“Yes! Fuck! Oh, shit.”
Her body caved, and her pussy began to clamp around my fingers. I reared back, watching Olivia’s body contract and convulse with the pleasure I was giving her. My eyes devoured her sweat-ridden body, watching how the rays of the sun bounced off the glistening trails of sweat dripping down her tits. My cock raged with desperate need, dripping streams of precome from the tip of my dick as they landed on her thighs.
Her back flopped down to the couch while her chest heaved for air. I watched her breasts move with every breath, memorizing her body before I grabbed her legs. She felt like Jell-O in the palms of my hands. Like every bone in her body had evaporated and turned to atoms of dust. Her eyes fluttered open while she watched me maneuver myself between her legs, and that was when she bit down on her lower lip.
“My turn,” I said.
I grabbed the base of my dick and slowly slid into Olivia’s swollen pussy. Her back arched, and her jaw unhinged in a deep-throated moan. I bottomed out my hips into hers, throwing her legs over my shoulders before I bent her over in half. I loved this position. I loved rendering the women I fucked speechless while taking away their movements. I could thrust as deep as I wanted into her body while she shook around my cock, and it never ceased to amaze me how easily women came from this exact position.
I smirked as I watched Olivia’s eyes widen with pleasure. I slicked my cock with her juices before I started my slapping thrusts, feeling my balls bounce along Olivia’s rounded ass. Her tits smacked her chin while her hands dug into my thighs, and I leaned forward to capture her lips in a wet, sloppy kiss.
My thrusts were so desperate and heavy that Olivia’s pussy juices sprayed all over my hips. I slammed into her time and time again, pulling groans and gasps of pleasure from deep within her throat. Her warmth wrapped around me while her pussy spilled fluids down my cock, and with every single drop that covered my balls, I slammed into her that much faster.
“Olivia. Fuck. Holy hell, the things you do to me. Your pussy’s absolutely amazing.”
The sounds of skin slapping skin filled the room as my cock pulsed between Olivia’s throbbing walls. I could feel myself approaching my end, my balls pulling up into my body while Olivia laid there helpless. Her choked moans and breathy gasps accompanied the shaking of her body, and I knew if I could survive a few more thrusts, she would be thrown over the edge again.
Her nails dug so far into my thighs, I thought she would break the skin, so I focused on the pain in order to control my own orgasm. I pushed myself deep into her body, allowing her legs to slide from my shoulders just as her orgasm overtook her body again.
“Yes! Holy shit!”
Her hands fell from my thighs, and I could feel the throbbing of their inflicted pain ricochet up to my hips. My dick was deep within her as sweat dripped from my brow onto her body. Every single dip of her soft, supple skin called to me. I wanted to cover every part of her. I wanted to salivate over every divot and press my cock into every opening. I wanted to peel her layers back. I wanted to figure out why the hell I was uncontrollable when it came to her.
Olivia. Her body.
My eyes connected with hers while her body slowly dropped from its pleasurable peak. The couch cushion was soaked with her juices, and I gazed at the way her pussy was still clenching down onto my cock. I tried to slide from between her pussy folds but felt Olivia’s legs close down around me, and suddenly, I felt a rush of air before my back hit the arm of the couch.
The look in Olivia’s eyes before she rolled her hips on top of me was enough to make my cock leak right into her body. Her legs straddled my lap, and her knees settled on either side of me into the couch. Her body was flushed a crimson red I’d only ever seen in my dreams, and her eyes fluttered all along my body, drinking me in. I could smell her pussy juices wafting up my nose, slathering my body while her pussy greedily sucked my dick deeper into her body.
But my trance was broken when I felt Olivia’s lips on the shell of my ear.
“I’m not done with you yet,” she said.
“Then take what you want.”
Olivia’s lips moved to mine, encompassing them before her hips slowly began to circle me. I groaned into her skin, my hands rushing to her hips to try and get her to move the way I wanted her to. I wanted to pour myself inside of her, to slam my hips up into her body and watch her jolt with every movement I made. I wanted to take all of her. Pin her to the couch and fuck her until I had nothing else left to spill into her body. I wanted to tie her down and leave her there, only to come back when I absolutely needed to get her off my mind.
She had sucked me into the depths of her sex cave, and her pussy juices were my aphrodisiac.
“Slow and steady,” she whispered.
“No, not this time,” I said.
I tried slamming into her hips, but she kept herself elevated. I whimpered at the loss of contact, my dick slipping from between her legs as it bounced against my stomach. She moved with disappointment, settling down onto my rock-hard cock and pressing her clit against its swollen head.
“So greedy,” she said, grinning. “And so impatient.”
She raked her thick folds up and down my cock before sliding me back into her warm depths. I groaned with delight, lobbing my head back onto the arm of the couch while my hands ran up and down Olivia’s bare thighs. She slowly began circling her hips on top of me again, feeling my cock grow against her walls while her hands cupped her tits.
“I love the way you grow inside me,” she whispered.
“Then you’ll love the way I’m going to fill you with me, too,” I said.