need of her. Both would be ignored in favor of the priority of her pleasure. I climbed down her thick, toned body, stopping when my face met her breasts.
My tongue lanced her right nipple and she arched her spine, inadvertently serving them to me. Finally, I placed myself between her legs, and Tori released a mitigating sigh of satisfaction I was sure wasn’t deliberate. Reaching for the elastic of her tiny shorts, I pulled them down her hips along with her panties. I sucked her puckered nipple while descending farther down her body until her clothes were from around her ankles.
I shot back up to her nipples, enjoying the panting of my favorite tomboy. They were hard and her breasts so damn firm. Nothing compared to Tori’s tits. They were shaped to perfection unlike Aivery’s, and authentic, so dissimilar to NormaJean and a few others I’d had. As I graced her with mutual oral pleasure, her thighs quivered around me familiarly. She began to cry out hums unable to be faked by a novice and inexperienced boyish girl. That shit had my patience and pacing thrown out the fucking door.
I traced her open mouth with the tip of my tongue. “Grip the bottom of the headboard.”
I shuffled down between her contracted thighs, pushing them over my shoulders with reckless abandon and burying my face in her pussy. Damn. I couldn’t wait to taste it seasoned, hours after a shower or after a workout. But this flavor is what had been playing in the back of my mind every day since the first time I’d tasted it, days ago. The stark memory filled my brain and made my dick pulse with need. Her clit swollen, juices layering my lips and chin.
I snaked my tongue inside of her, twirling and laving deep. I could feel by the intense throb in her pussy she was about to climax, so I pulled out and thrashed her clit until her hips lifted to my face and her palms left the headboard and gripped my lower arms as I rubbed her breasts. When her hips began to vibrate again, I lifted my face and went back below, dipping my tongue into her pussy. Her firm ass relaxing over the mattress told of her frustration. I wanted to stave off her orgasm for a while, and I did.
When I was ready, my stiff tongue flickered her engorged button until her hips clenched. Then I stood on my knees, pulled down my sweats and boxers. Tori’s pupils visibly dilated at the sight of me. I clasped my palm around my dick, stroking it. Its sensitivity had my hips bucking and I decided against it. I lay my shaft between her wet folds and stroked up and down. My mouth sucked her right nipple. And fuck! She was so wet, so responsive to each stroke. If I wasn’t mistaken, she implored me for it. It took just four before Tori’s eyes closed tight and head tossed back as she threw herself onto me, fingers gripping my biceps with brute force. Watching her dance on my dick brought gratification unimaginable. Her mewls were uncultured and uncontrolled.
When Tori’s hips slowed and eyes opened, she was out of breath. “I wanna…” Her lidded eyes fell to my pounding cock.
I shook my head. “Not now.”
“Then what about you? You gotta be…” Tori faltered. Sex talk—the mutually beneficial type—wasn’t something she’d been accustomed to. “I still wanna…”
My face opened in a lazy smile. Tori wanted more. My attention moved to her firm tits. “Grip the sides of your breasts,” I growled, so fucking ready to explode.
Slowly, Tori’s hands drew up to the sides of her chest. I corrected her hand position, pleased by the sight of her touching herself. Her facial expression was awkward, but eager. I wet my dick between her deliciously-slimy folds, rubbing against her to lube me up. When I had enough, I shuffled up her toned body and straddled her chest, sandwiching my heavy cock between her tits. I covered her hands with mine and applied more pressure as I moved in and out of her firmness.
“What are you thinking?” my voice was strained when I asked. Tori shook her head. “Are you uncomfortable?” Her head shook again. My thrusts turned less than confident. “Nabby-girl, you’re gonna have to tell me something—”
Her head dipped and she suctioned in the head of my dick on my upward stroke. Her mouth felt so damn silky and warm. But still, I stopped.
“No, bae,”