Chapter Sixteen
BETHANY
We played around with each other, pouring syrup on our bodies just to lick it off afterward. He squeezed chocolate onto my nipples, then wrapped his mouth around them as they poked out like the tips of Hershey kisses. He flicked his tongue on them, sending chills through my body like I was trapped in an icebox. I couldn’t believe that I broke my two-month rule, but it became harder and harder to resist Gavin. The way he carried himself made me want him more. He walked as if he was alright restraining from sex, and that alone sent my mind into a tailspin. I reached towards his head and grabbed a handful of his hair, aggressively pulling him towards my lips for another strawberry-flavored kiss.
“Are you alright?” he said, out of breath while he was on top of me. His belt buckle was loosened around his waist. His shirt was unbuttoned, exposing his ripped chest and abs. I ran my fingers across them, then pulled him closer to me. I didn’t want to talk. I wanted to feel his hard body pressed against mine. I wanted his lips on every inch of me. I pulled my dress up, and he helped me remove it over my head. My tits bounced around with the sudden movement, and in an instant, his mouth suctioned my breasts. My eyes rolled to the back of my head while I held my other tit in my hand and shoved it into my mouth.
My vagina pulsated each time his tongue ran across my nipples. My panties were soaked. I could feel the dampness when I moved my finger across the front of them. My breathing intensified when I heard him loosen his belt more. His pants still weren’t off yet, but I wanted them off. I wanted to see his body, bold and naked in front of me. It had been over a year since the last time I’d had sex, and inside of me, there was a whirlwind of passion and ecstasy flowing. He grabbed the syrup and poured it over my stomach, then watched it drip onto my face. I stuck my tongue out and let the chocolate treat drip onto it, then smeared it over my lips. His mouth was soon connected with mine as I felt his tongue dancing with mine.
When he pulled his head back, his face was smeared with syrup. It was a beautiful mess all over him. His body lightly covered in a chocolate and strawberry swirl, like a painting. He paused as he held his position above me. I saw his dick poking out from his boxers. The head of it was at the top near the elastic. I smiled bashfully and looked away from him. Suddenly, I felt his hand on my thigh, followed by a kiss on my lips. He used his hand to position my mouth right in front of his. Slowly, he pressed his lips against mine and in moments, I relaxed, and my heart rate picked up its pace.
The passion increased between us instantly as he grabbed the back of my head and swirled his tongue around in my mouth. I moved my hand towards his pants, grabbing a handful of his crotch as I felt it harden right in my grasp. As we kissed, I wrestled his belt-buckle completely loose, and his pants dropped to the floor. Once I exposed his dick, I stopped kissing him and moved my lips right onto it. I slid my tongue up and down his shaft and then toyed with the tip of his penis with my tongue. He put his hand on top of my head as I suddenly moved his dick all the way into my mouth. I gagged and pulled it out.
“Easy,” he said softly.
I slid his penis back into my mouth, bobbing my head on it furiously. It made a popping sound when I removed it from my mouth again, and from there, I stroked it with my hand as I stuck my tongue out, wanting him to shoot every part of him onto the flatness of it. Gavin bit his lip as he struggled to remove his arms from his shirt. The pure feeling of ecstasy made it hard for me to focus, and with one strong rip, he finally ripped his shirt off. He loosened his tie and let it fall to the ground as I put my lips back on his dick and bobbed my head again. He leaned back on the couch and gripped the edges of it as his dick jumped inside of my mouth.
I licked the tip of his penis. “I’m going to cum,” he said as I smiled and put my mouth back on it. Moments later, his cum shot from his penis and right into my mouth and dripped down my chin. I smiled and stood up as Gavin’s penis still maintained its erection. He bit his bottom lip as I stepped closer to him, my tits swaying with each step I took. He closed the gap between us with a strong pull in his direction. My tits went back into his mouth while he stroked my vagina with his middle finger. He removed his finger and sucked the moisture off, then spun me around on the couch. My ass was bent over the arm of the couch as he walked behind me. Suddenly, I felt his tongue pushing inside of me.
He licked my vagina from the back, sliding his tongue in and out while he used his thumb to plug my asshole. I gripped the edge of the couch as he used another finger to playfully toil with my clitoris. “Just put it in, Gavin,” I begged, and with those words, he stood up and put the tip of his penis inside me. “Yes, please. Please,” I begged in a soft voice, but he stopped. He bent down again and put his tongue inside of me, teasing until the point that my pussy dripped with moisture. He slid his tongue to the back, licking around my asshole for a few minutes until he finally licked over it.
I squirmed with each stroke, continuously begging him to put his big dick inside of me and just before I exploded, he slowly put it in. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my vagina contracted around his dick, squeezing it tighter.
He moaned as he went slowly, smacking my ass with each stroke. My cheeks jiggled effortlessly as the rays of sun shined into the room. He reached forward and grabbed a handful of my hair, yanking it back towards him as he pounded away. In the mirror, I could see my tits bouncing up and down each time he thrust into my warm, wet vagina. He smacked my ass again as I screamed out in a voice mixed with pleasure and pain. “Fuck me harder,” I begged as I gripped the cushions of the couch, preparing myself for the pain.
I wanted it, so I backed into him and spread my ass apart so he could get in deeper. He grabbed hold of my arms and used them for leverage to get his dick in as far as it would go. I leaned forward onto the couch as he shoved my face into the pillow, and I used it as an excuse to scream, hoping the muffled sound wouldn’t creep out of the room.
My muffled voice released cries of pleasure as I came, and moments later, I felt Gavin’s dick jump inside of me again. He released every drop of semen as I felt the warmth travel into the depths of my vagina. Gavin finished and plopped down onto the floor right next to the couch. Once I caught my breath, I got up and sat on the floor next to him. He pulled me close and kissed me on the cheek. His dick was limp as drops of semen continued to ooze out of the tip. My living room was a mess. The couch was covered with a thin film of syrup. Our clothes were covered the same way, balled up in piles in different areas of the floor.
“We ruined my couch,” I said, laughing. “Completely ruined.” I lifted my hand and felt the cushion behind me. “I just bought this not too long ago.”
He laughed. “Don’t worry about it. I will get you another one to make up for it.”
“No, no. I don’t need you to do that. I mean, I knew what I was getting into when I got the syrup. Granted, I didn’t think it would get this messy, but I knew what I was doing. I’ll take care of it.”
“Are you sure?” he asked, looking more at my breasts than my face.
“Um,” I used my hand to lift his chin, “my face is up here, thank you.”
He smiled, “I am sorry. I just couldn’t help myself.” With a grin, he leaned in and kissed me on the lips.
It was everything I expected it to be and more. His stamina. The way he handled me in the middle of it all. I wasn’t upset that I cut my two-month rule short for him, but the only thing that bothered me was the fact that we weren’t officially dating yet. I mean, outside of marriage, I guess there was nothing that could keep him with me, but there was a sense of security that came with the understanding that we were both seeing each other exclusively. I put my hand on his leg as he leaned his head back onto the couch. “So, when do you have to go and pick up Vinny?”
“Oh, I didn’t tell you? His mother is in town, and he is going to spend the weekend with her. He won’t be back with me until Monday evening, so we have a few more days to ourselves.”
“His mother? How did that go?”
“It went fine, I guess. I mean, we didn’t talk much. She came to pick him up and stayed long enough to make sure he had all of his things. After that, they were gone.” I looked away from him when he told me that. I wouldn’t admit it right now, but that was another thing that worried me. When exes come back into the picture, it was always hard to tell which way was up. We didn’t talk much about his feelings towards her, and right now, I didn’t feel like it was the best time, so I left it alone. If something rubbed me the wrong way, I would bring it up then, but right now, there was nothing but my insecurities kicking around thoughts.
“Well, that’s good. That means that I have you for the rest of the weekend, and we can make another mess.” He smiled. “But,” I continued, “we will have to make the next mess at your place. I’m not sure I can handle any more of this here.”
We chuckled as I put my hand back on the cushion, shaking my head at the thought of having to replace the couch. There was no way I was going to be able to clean it after what we did. No way in hell.