I pushed Ever’s legs further apart. I didn’t want restricted movement. Her pussy was to become my canvas, and I wanted to paint all over that motherfucker. Up and down, around and around, side to side. There wasn’t a direction I wasn’t willing to go to see her reach her climax. And even after she had, I wanted her to reach it again.
The smell of her arousal was breathtaking. It was easily my favorite fragrance now, putting all the expensive shit that I’d ever purchased to shame. The thought that pussy was supposed to taste or smell like water had always been absurd to me and possibly thinking that was reserved for the immature.
Me, however, I was a grown motherfucking man and I wanted my pussy equipped with its own unique scent I could sometimes replace my cologne with if things got wild. Or, wear it on my mustache and goatee as bird repellent for anyone who was confused about my relationship status. I wanted the joy of recognizing my pussy’s arousal from feet away just in case I’d missed the signs.
Slowly, I slid my tongue from the top of her pussy to the final inch of the crack of her ass.
“Ooooooooooooh,” she hissed, back arching to the point of lifting from the table.
Before revisiting her pussy, I circled her asshole, snaked my tongue upward and penetrated her. I felt her gushy walls against my tongue as I fucked her pussy slowly, while thumbing her clit.
“Luuuuuuuca!” Ever released a deep, piercing scream.
I tasted her wetness on my buds, making my dick even harder. If I didn’t get it inside of her soon, I knew it would break. It was so fucking hard. I needed to be inside of her. It was the only way my shit would settle. With this conclusion at the forefront of my thoughts, I sucked Ever’s pearl into my mouth and gave it my full attention. Rapid strokes, back and forward, I used my tongue to mount her.
“Fuck! Wait. Ummmmmmmmmm.”
She began sliding backward on the table. I leaned forward, keeping my face buried between her legs with my tongue assaulting her clit. She tried closing her legs, but that only served in my favor. It assisted me in applying more pressure, pressurethat was sure to send her to her peak. When her legs began shaking and fell to the side, I knew that moment had come.
“LUCA!” she cried. “Oh shit. Oh shit.”
Letting her off that easily wasn’t in my plans and would never be. I continued to suck on her pussy as she came on my tongue. Gracefully. Beautifully. Her cries to be released caused my chest to swell. I slurped everything her pussy was releasing, enjoying the fruits of my labor. She tasted divine. Only when I was ready did I stand up completely and remove my clothing, giving her time to get herself together.
Her energy had been exhausted. I was certain she’d cum in the last two hours more than she had in a single day at any point in her life. The thing was, it was only the beginning. I wanted to hit that pussy until she creamed again. And then when we woke up, I wanted to give her back shots so powerful that they left her paralyzed and relieved of another load of creaming cum.
“And what’s your vendetta against beds?” she came back to life long enough to ask.
“Nothing. We’ve got our whole lives to fuck up the sheets. Let’s start here,” I guaranteed her.
“Trust me. I’m not complainnnnnnnnnnnnning,” she exaggerated as I entered her.
“Then shut the fuck up, then.”
I didn’t stop until I’d hit rock bottom. Her pussy gripped the skin of my dick and pulled me closer to her. With her legs spread wide and my hands on her waist, I stroked her long and I stroked her meticulously. I wanted her to feel every inch of me, down to my balls. Ever deserved all the dick that I had to give her, and I would do everything in my power to make sure that she got it.
“LUCA. Oh my God.”
“I love dis shit,” I admitted out loud, falling victim to the spell her pussy was putting on me. I loved it. I loved every second of it.
“LUCA.”
The sound of her voice as it screamed my name awakened something within me. Something that started from my toes and slowly rose with each stroke of her pussy. Something that was overcoming me. Something that I knew I couldn’t avoid even though I’d try to as long as I could. Eight years without pussy was a stretch and it had me ready to cum every time I slid into Ever. So, I pulled out.
“FUCK!” This time, the grumble wasn’t low. Not with the way that I was tingling all over my fucking body.
I needed a second to gather myself. Bending, I planted my face deep into her pussy and began sucking on her clit. Her legs trembled and body bounced from the table as I showed no mercy on the mission at hand. And just like that, her lava was flowing into my mouth.
“Oh God. Oh God,” she panted.
Immediately, I rose and slid back into her. Her walls contracted around me, summoning my nut from my balls. Her pretty face was an accomplice, assisting her pussy in extracting everything in my nut sack. To be fair, I wanted her to cum again. I wanted us to cum together.
I placed a finger on her sensitive bulb as the contractions of her walls slowed. Her head snapped up as she tried to stop me. That shit wasn’t happening.
“Please.”
With my free hand, I pushed her back down on the table.
“Lay the fuck down, Ever,” I demanded, refusing to stroke her if she didn’t obey.
