Dylan
Holy fucking shit.
The moment has arrived. There’s no fucking way I can turn back now.
Those tits of hers are begging to be sucked. My cock’s about to burst through the flannel of my boxer shorts, and any second now, my brain’s going to take a long service leave, so my cock can take over.
Fuck, she looks gorgeous, just standing there naked in front of me. I need a moment to drink her in, to watch her perky nipples as they pucker in pink glory.
My eyes lock with hers, and I know that, finally, we’re both on the same page. We both want it, and we fucking want it now.
The hunger is driving me wild, throbbing and pulsing through my cock. I can tell Emma’s having difficulty not staring at it with those lust-filled eyes.
Once I wrap my arms around her, this demanding hunger will become insatiable. It will never be enough. I need Emma constantly—now and forever.
My animalistic qualities pulse through me as I take a step closer to her, narrowing the distance between us to inches. My fingertips are eager and itching to put themselves all over her naked, silky body.
Her skin is the color of cream, and as soon as I place a hand on her left breast to gently squeeze it, I have to fucking gasp for air.
I’ve wanted this moment for so long, and it’s finally happening.
Emma lets out a whimper, but she’s not frightened. She looks timid, naturally…but she also looks eager and ready. She can’t wait to ride her wild fucking stallion—and for me, I can’t wait to tame her, the unruly mare.
My lips find hers. There’s nothing soft or gentle with our passion. I crush her lips with mine.
They’re so full, juicy, red, and delicious. I want more of them. Fuck, I want to devour her.
My right hand rests on the back of her neck, while my left one rests in the gap between her ass and her lower back. This way, I can draw her even closer into me.
We melt into this kiss. Our tongues meet, dance, and duel in unison.
When I pull away, she moans and tries to follow me. But I’ve got other plans.
Chill bumps splash across the skin of her neck as I move south, showering her with hungry, passionate kisses.
Her breath is like a soft breeze on my neck, a cooling sensation taking me down a notch before I erupt with burning longing.
I want to take my time with her. I want it to last forever, to have her touch and her soft moans and sighs linger on my skin and in my ears for as long as eternity lasts.
She fulfills me now, but the thirst is strong, and I know I need an everlasting quench. I’m trembling with shaky hands as I wrap my arms around her tiny, sliver of a waist and her perfect, round hips.
Her curves remind me of the back roads of the mountains I like to wander through in the spring, perfect and winding, leaving an array of surprises behind every fucking turn.
“You are so fucking hot,” I breathe into her neck.
She moans and grabs my hair, running her hands through it before desperately rubbing them down my back.
Finally, she slides her hand across the top shaft of my raging hard cock, giving me endurance and enough stamina to power an electrical grid.
“Tell me I’m beautiful,” she whispers into my ear, making my pulse race.
“You are fucking sexy, beautiful…the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen,” I whisper and don’t recognize my own voice.
With one deft movement, I pick her up and take her to the fire place. Sure, we’re creating enough heat between us to power a power station, but we need to lie somewhere, and the bear’s rug’s in front of the crackling fireplace.
As she lies ready for the taking, I stop to feast my eyes on her.
I want to do terrible, wonderful things to her body. I want to make her come so many times that she forgets her name and her eyes glaze over with pleasure.
The wild beast inside of me is about to be unleashed, untamable.
I crouch down on the floor beside her and begin tracing circles around her belly button. She giggles.
“Oh, Dylan,” she moans, and I hear her breathe harder and faster. “Yes…ohhhh…” she continues and those incoherent words are music to my ears.
My fingers slowly shift downward. Her legs open up as if I’ve found the magic key.
Her pussy is bald, aside from a slight tuft of dark hair on the top. I touch it, patting it with my finger and she moans out with erotic energy.
“Just wait,” I tell her, almost in warning. “I’m going to make you cum so hard you are going to shiver with delight.
“I,” she starts but stops again. “Pleaseeee,” she now begs and I know she’s already driven mad with desire.
The heat coming off of her body is sweaty, intense, and charismatic. She smells like sex already, and I’ve barely touched her.
I move between her legs, wanting to go in for the hunt…to prolong the kill.
Emma is mine to savor, mine to hold. I begin gently placing well-arranged kisses on her bare inner thighs, making her squirm. Her hips thrust up toward me, as if demanding for more. Oh, I’ll give her fucking more.
I don’t even realize that I’m trembling, too, wanting this moment so badly—and it’s finally here. Her pussy is practically glowing, it’s shimmering with so much intense amounts of wetness, soaking the bear rug underneath her.
I want to put my lips on her juicy pussy lips, a little flower that’s opening, blossoming right before me. I take a finger first and press it to the swollen part of her outer pussy lips.
She cries with pleasure. Her breathing is frantic, her cheeks are flushed. Her clit is throbbing in the center of her ripe wetness, engorged and begging to be played with.
I push my head between her legs, opening her thighs even further as she spreads with glorifying satisfaction in front of me.
My muscles of steel are quivering, ready to devour that tight, pink flesh between her legs. As my tongue slides between her swollen pussy lips, she moans and arches her back, shaking beneath me.
Primal urges bubble to the surface, and I’m ready to go wild and crazy on this sweet pussy in front of me.
I gulp down some of her sweet, delicious nectar, diving in head first with insatiable, voracious thirst.
She’s moaning and panting softly, as if she’s in erotic ecstasy. My tongue swirls freely over her pussy lips as I push her open with my mouth, aiming to hit her clit and send her over the edge.
The louder she screams with pleasure, the more unhinged I become. This is one fucking wild ride she’s on.
My tongue is sending shivers up her spine as chill bumps prickle exposed on her skin. I stop twirling my tongue around in circles and switch to tender kisses. Then I alternate between kissing and licking.
It won’t be long before she’ll erupt with orgasmic pleasure.
I flick my tongue as she grips the bear rug beneath her, whimpering. That’s when the explosion happens, contained well within her as all the sexual tension pours from her body, out the center of her pussy, and dribbles into my mouth with a gushy, gooey goodness.
I drink every last drop, sucking on her clit until her body stops convulsing.
She’s breathing heavily in the aftermath. Her body is glowing, shimmering, and soaked to the bone with sweat and cum.
“Wow,” she pants and giggles as she recovers. “You are amazing...incredible.”
“Thanks,” I move my face to hers to plant a kiss on her lips. I want her to taste her own pussy juices and savor every last drop just like I did.
“You taste good,” I say as we pull apart, and I give her a devilish grin. “I want you to have your flavor on your tongue.”
“Mmm,” she says, desire flaring in her eyes.
“I want to give you more. I want to make you cum all fucking night,” I tell her and trail a finger over those delicious tits of hers.
She shivers and turns her head toward me. Reflected in her eyes is the same animalistic lust I’m feeling. Intermixed is a tiny hint of anxiety.
But I’ll try and be gentle. I’ll fucking try.
“No argument here,” she says and spreads her legs wide open again, inviting me in to her shimmering, wet, perfect pussy lips.
This time, I won’t be able to exercise restraint.. I’m ready to unleash my primal urges and drive her over the edge to the point of erotic bliss and no return.
I’m ready to drive my cock right into her welcoming pussy.