Just The Tip - Cassandra Dee Page 0,15

chuckled.

“Let’s get you out of this,” he growled, his big fingers toying with the tie to my dress. But before I could undo the wrap, he’d taken the material between both big hands and ripped it open.

“Oh!” I gasped, my body suddenly revealed to his gaze, dressed in nothing but a lacy white bra and panties, the crotch unmistakably wet.

He chuckled. “I don’t take things slow,” he grinned. And he proceeded to devour me, his lips rimming my ribcage, tracing a circle around my belly button before continuing further south to the hem of my boy shorts.

“Hmm, modest, are we?” he murmured as he blew softly on my mound. I writhed beneath him, that warm air so tantalizing on my nub, mewling softly, unconsciously parting my legs further, begging him to do more.

With a low chuckle, he peeled my panties off, lightly tracing my legs, skimming my shapely calves as the thin scrap of material was tossed to the floor. With a lightning fast move, he was crouched again between my legs again, this time rubbing my labia with a fingertip, skimming that flesh with the gentlest of touches before holding my lips apart with both hands to look within.

It felt so good just to have him look, my most inner self exposed to his gaze. I was curiously shy, yet confident as well, instinctively knowing that I was in good hands with this big man.

My ruby rose insides responded, growing moist immediately, my clit so hard and big that it stood up to attention like a miniature cock, begging to be sucked. Trails of cream ran down my walls, pooling to form a drip that left a damp spot on the couch below.

And like a slut, my hips began gyrating, moving up and down, begging him to do more than just look.

“Please,” I gasped. “I need it.”

Fortunately, the big man was responsive. With a low growl, he dove into my snatch, first lipping my nub, tasting it, biting it with his teeth before settling into a slow suck.

“Unnnnhh,” I moaned, tossing my head, my eyes half-closed in ecstasy. “Feels … so … good.”

“There’s more,” he chuckled gently against my twat. He dipped lower, letting his tongue trail the folds of my puss, exploring every nook and cranny, tasting that female juice, pungent and sweet. He pushed my knees up so that my ass was up in the air, completely bare for him and dipped lower to trail his tongue around my anus.

“Oh god!” I shrieked. I squirmed a bit, I was so embarrassed. I mean, I’ve been rimmed before, but it seemed so different with this man, so personal … so intimate. But Rafe wasn’t about to stop, nor was he wasn’t deterred by my hesitation. He bent his head and sniffed again, breathing in the musky smell of my ass and growled, “There isn’t a part of you that I wouldn’t touch.”

And with that, he poked his tongue into my back hole, tasting me, making me shriek with ecstasy, his wet, muscled appendage going into my rectum as he ran his fingers up and down my pussy before touching the little hole where his dick would go, inserting his fingertip, then pushing deeper so that his entire finger was embedded inside.

“You’re tight,” he rumbled, “I’ve got to get you looser because my cock’s not going to fit.”

I was taken aback. I’m not a small girl and I could accommodate most men, but what was he saying exactly? That he was bigger than an XXL? Oh god. Was this going to work? I fervently prayed yes, I didn’t think I could handle stopping anytime soon.

And Rafe was of the same mind, he just wanted to warm me up first before introducing me to the main event. Insistently, he kept tonguing my ass as he pushed a second finger in with the first, letting me adjust to the width of his two digits.

“Oh!” I squealed. It felt so good, tight but not uncomfortable at all.

Then came a third finger, followed by a fourth. Rafe was firm but gentle, allowing me to adjust as more and more was forced into my twat, my little lips stretched, my pussy still running like a fount even as he buried his entire hand in me.

“Oh!” I shrieked again, the sight of his fist planted in me insanely dirty and wrong. My legs were spread so wide, my kitty engorged and yet the lips tight like rubber bands because he’d planted his entire hand in