I did my best not to laugh. “Don’t worry, he’s pretty happy in your mouth.”
“Mmm, I know.” She kissed the tip and then sucked gently.
I ran my fingers through her hair and grabbed the back of her head. She braced her hands on my thighs as I guided her mouth onto my cock. She closed her lips with a soft moan when it touched the back of her throat.
I directed her with my hand as she began bobbing. Her mouth was hot and wet and smooth, and she sucked eagerly. I lasted barely five minutes before I felt the familiar tingle behind my balls. She sensed it too, and she slid her hands around to my ass. Her fingers gripped my cheeks and pulled me toward her.
The pressure built until I couldn’t stand it. I arched my back and erupted with a jolt that felt like half-pain, half-pleasure. Warm gouts of semen spewed over her tongue, and she held me in place with her hands on my butt.
I stiffened in the grips of the orgasm and then staggered when it tailed off.
Christy never relinquished her lip-lock as she swallowed. Then she kept her eyes closed and breathed through her nose. I panted to catch my own breath and had to brace myself as another shiver of pleasure hit me when she
slowly withdrew her lips.
My shaft glistened with saliva, although she immediately returned it to her mouth and sucked gently. She swallowed the last drops of come as my cock twitched with aftershocks. I felt drained, my muscles weak, but Christy didn’t show any signs of stopping. I finally had to push her away gently.
“Unh,” she complained, “I wasn’t done yet.”
“Keep going upstairs.” I lifted her to her feet. Her stiff nipples brushed my abdomen and sent a shiver up my spine. “I promised you a spanking, remember?”
“You really mean it? You’ll do it?”
“Mmm hmm. You’ll have to tell me if I hurt you, though.”
“But… I want you to hurt me.”
“Okay, then you need a safe word.” I ushered her out of the bathroom and toward the stairs.
“Why?”
“In case I really hurt you,” I explained. “It’s so you can beg and plead and cry out, but I won’t stop unless you say the safe word. It needs to be something you don’t normally say.”
“You’ve done this before.”
“Experience, remember? Kendall had some pretty wild fantasies.”
“You can say that again.”
“No wilder than yours.”
She turned and shot me a grin. “Wouldn’t you like to know.”
My eyes flashed.
She bounded away from me, up the stairs like a shot. I chased after her and caught up as she flopped on the bed. She looked up at me, her eyes alight with mischief.
I lunged for her again but she rolled away. She was impossibly quick, and I silently cursed her brothers for ever teaching her how to play tag. She circled the bed and then leapt onto it. She scampered toward the door. I cut her off and caught her around the middle. She squirmed and struggled, but I held her tight. Then I sat on the edge of the bed and forced her over my knees. She stopped struggling.
Smack!
I left a red handprint on the white skin of her ass.
Smack!
And then on her other cheek.
Smack!
Again on the right.
Smack!
And the left.
She panted from the shock of it, but her body almost hummed with arousal. I rubbed her ass gently and then probed between her legs. Her pussy was soaked, and she gasped as I parted her lips and buried my two middle fingers. I finger-fucked her for several seconds before I abruptly pulled out and spanked her again.
I swatted each cheek several times, until they were both red from the attention. Then I thrust my fingers into her and felt her shudder. I spanked her several more times, and she writhed and gasped each time my hand struck her ass.
Finally, I rammed my fingers into her and fucked her as fast as I could.
She cried out and came with a rush of heat and moisture. I buried my fingers to the last knuckle as the climax took hold of her and didn’t let go.
Her orgasm went on so long that I was surprised she didn’t pass out.
When it finally subsided, she went limp and gasped from the force of it. Her ass was red where I’d spanked her, and her thighs were wet with moisture.
She was so drained that she didn’t even react when I slowly withdrew my fingers.
I held her gently and rubbed her back as she recovered.
“I… had no… idea,” she said weakly.
I chuckled. “So you liked it?”
“Oh my gosh. I’ve never…” She struggled to push herself up. “I’ve never come like that.”
“It’s fun being a bad girl, isn’t it.”
“‘Fun’ isn’t quite the word. My entire body is still buzzing.”
I helped her stand, and she winced when I accidentally touched her bottom.
She twisted to look at herself. “Wow, it’s really red.”
“I spanked you pretty hard.”
“But it felt so good.”
“For real? I mean, I could tell you enjoyed it, but… did it really feel good?”
“Well… no, it hurt. But…” She shrugged. “I can’t explain it. I just…
liked it.”
“It’s okay. You don’t have to explain.”
“It isn’t that I don’t want to. I just… can’t. I have no idea what’s going on in my messed-up head. But… I’ve always been like this.”
I held her hips and gazed up at her. “You aren’t messed-up. You’re normal.”
“Yeah, right,” she scoffed.
“Okay, then maybe we’re both messed-up, but we’re messed-up in the same way, so we go together.”
“Like yin and yang.”
“Exactly.”
She caressed my face. “You make me feel so special. I’ve never met anyone like you.”
“And I hope you never do! One of me is more than enough.”
“You can say that again,” she said with a grin.
“Then again, you might like two guys at once.”
Her eyes flew open. “Two? I can barely handle one, you!”
“Eh, you never know.” I stood before she could think of a reply. “Come on, Little Bit. Let’s get a snack.”
“And a drink.” She took my hand. “I need something to settle my nerves or I’ll never get to sleep.”
We went downstairs. She fixed more bread and cheese in the kitchen, while I added logs to the wood-burning stove and closed the vents to keep it going all night. I returned to the kitchen and slid behind her. She sighed when I cupped her breasts.
“Mmm, someone’s interested,” she said.
“He’s always interested where you’re concerned.”
“I think I like being a nudist,” she mused. “Less to get in the way when I want to feel you against me.”
“Less to get in the way when you’re ready to feel me inside you.”
“Mmm, that too.”
“In the meantime, are you ready to feel me in your mouth?”
“I thought you’d never ask.” She turned and sank to her knees. She wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock and began stroking gently.
“He looks so much bigger without all that hair.” A thought occurred to her and she frowned. “Do I look bigger without hair?”
“Not really,” I said. “You’re prettier. And neater. Like Leah said.”
“What do you think she’d say if she saw you like this?”
“I think she’d like it.”
“For real?”
“Uh-huh.”
She stroked me in silence and then said, “What’s she like?”
“Who? Leah?”
“Yeah. What’s she like in bed?”
My eyes snapped open and I looked down at her in surprise.
“I don’t want specifics or anything. I just wanna know what I need to live up to. I mean, you still haven’t told me the whole story, but it’s more than just ‘you slept with her a few times.’ I saw how she looked at you.” She was still playing with my cock, so she couldn’t have been too upset.