suffocate there. What a way to go. I dipped my tongue, wriggling my way up until I found the bud of her clit. It was hidden deep in juicy folds, the pearl in her very, very wet oyster. She tasted fucking divine.
“Oh God...” Her hands fisted in my hair, and my dirty girl rubbed against my face as I sucked on her clit. “I have toys, Jason... in the bedroom... if you wanted to... um...”
“You want me to stretch you open, dirty girl? Is that what you want?” Her body answered for her, the folds of her cunt quivering against my mouth. I sat upright, pulling her with me.
“Door by the kitchen, on the right.” She held out her hands and I helped her to her feet, leading her through to her own bedroom. Her bed was plush, with purple sheets and a dozen scatter cushions. It suited her. I directed her to the edge, savouring the dance of her tits as she shimmied backwards to position herself in the centre.
“Hug your knees to your chest. I’m going to open up that gorgeous pussy.”
Her breathing quickened, titties jiggling as she raised her legs and held them high. I shifted her arse enough to sit at her side, grabbing a bottle of lube and a couple of condoms from the bedside cabinet. Then I positioned myself to play. I spread her lips wide and dribbled lube on her clit, hooking two fingers inside her. Her juicy cunt was surprisingly tight, clenching around me like a hot fucking snare. Fuck yes.
“Beautiful...” I groaned. “That’s it...”
She made such delicious squelches. My thumb circled her clit, and slowly she loosened for me. I lubed up my other hand, loving the way she groaned as I doubled up. I worked my way in and out, gently, ever so fucking gently, teasing and stretching that hole until she was taking four fingers easily.
“Shit, Jason, suck my clit again... Please suck my clit...”
Dirty girl. I didn’t need asking twice.
I was so much rougher with her clit between my lips, ploughing that hot fucking snatch as she bucked against my face. She dropped her legs as she approached orgasm, gripping me tight between her chunky thighs. It was bliss held there, face slick with her juices as she cried out, grabbing at the sheets as she came in my face. I slid on a condom as she caught her breath, taking her by surprise when I lifted her legs and slammed all the way inside her.
“Jesus!”
“Good girl.”
“Fuck me, Jason, please... hard...” she hissed. I pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, shifting position for deeper penetration. “Yes! Oh fuck, yes!”
My free hand grabbed at her jiggling tits, squeezing her nipples in my fingers. “Fuck, Gemma... you feel so fucking good.”
I closed my eyes, and she was so familiar, her moans of excitement the same sweet noises I’d loved for months, but there was so much more. The slap, slap, slap of my skin against hers frazzled my senses.
“Can you take more for me, dirty girl? Tell me you want more...”
“I want more,” she rasped. “Everything you’ve fucking got...”
“Good girl,” I snaked my hand down to her pussy, and she hissed as I forced two fingers in alongside my cock. “That’s my dirty girl. I can’t wait to see two fucking cocks in your pussy, we’re going to tear you fucking open.”
“I want it!” she squealed. “I want you to give it to me, you and your dirty fucking friends, I want you to use me. Use my holes, Jason, use all my fucking holes!”
It had been a long fucking time since I’d been balls deep in hot, wet pussy. I came like a bastard, emptying my load and bellowing the fucking place down. She lost her shit underneath me, hissing and wailing and wriggling like the kinky little bitch she’d promised to be.
My blood pulsed in my ears as I collapsed onto her, and then my dirty girl giggled the gorgeous filthy giggle I knew so well.
***
Gemma
His weight felt so good on me. His skin hot and clammy against my chest, and so bloody hard, like he was cast from iron. He buried his face in my neck, and damp hair tickled me. I could feel the thump of his heart against mine. The scent of sex was so strong in the air, sex and citrus body wash.