So I did.
I replaced the sucker with my tongue and went to town lickin’ up every single scrap of sugar laid down in those juicy folds. I was noisy and messy as I ate her, her wetness in my beard and nose, my tongue up her grasping cunt and my fingers glidin’ in a tease on either side of her clit.
“Zeus, please,” she cried out. “Finish me off, please.”
“Such a pretty cunt,” I praised her. “Even pretty smeared with my cum.”
“Jesus,” she cursed, her legs shakin’ violently on my shoulders.
“Zeus,” I corrected her before bitin’ into the tender junction of her groin and thigh. “There’s no God but this devil in your bed.”
“Ohmigawd,” she cried out as I twisted three fingers deep inside her.
It was too much too soon but just that side of pain and it triggered an orgasm so massive, her entire body thrummed with it, like a live wire in my hands and against my mouth. I kept my lips sealed to her floodin’ sex as she thrashed through it and licked up every single delicious drop of cum before I was done with her.
Her eyes were closed as she recovered but she opened her mouth obediently when I pressed the cum slicked head of the lollipop at her lips. She hummed as she sucked it, her eyes openin’ so she could see how much she turned me the fuck on.
My cock bobbed in the air, so heavy it felt like a fuckin’ steel pipe attached to my groin.
“I want another one,” she panted.
It took me a second to figure out what my foxy girl wanted. I wrapped my hand around the base of my dick and worked it tight toward the head. “You want a taste of this?”
She licked her lips and nodded. “Please.”
I moved up, straddlin’ her chest so that my ruddy dick was pressed between the still slick valley of her breasts. Her eyes were round as I told her, “Press ’em together for me and I’ll give you something else to suck.”
We both moaned when she wrapped an arm around her breasts and tightened the pressure around my cock. I spit down on the flesh to lube it and got another moan for my efforts from my dirty girl.
“Gonna fuck these pretty cherry-tipped tits and cum on your cherry-red lips,” I growled.
“Such a fucking poet,” she sassed because only she would sass me while I titty fucked ’er.
“You complainin’?” I asked, thrusting deep so the crown of my cock hit her chin.
She ducked her chin in so on the next thrust I hit her open mouth. “Not at all,” she purred, then swallowed the head of me.
I tipped my head back and groaned.
“Magnificent like a fucking god,” she breathed as she looked up at me, a strand of drool connecting her mouth and the cock wedged between her breasts.
“A goddess,” I told her back then leaned forward to press a hand to the wall and warned her, “Gonna fuck you hard and cum all over these tits.”
She hummed her approval and opened her mouth wide, showin’ me how ready she was to receive each thrust.
Fuck yeah, but I had a dirty girl.
I went to town, fuckin’ her soft, slick globes until my balls tingled and the base of my spine went hot. Loved fuckin’ her like this in her pretty princess bed in her pretty fuckin’ mansion owned by a man who hated my fuckin’ guts.
The thought tipped me over the edge and I started comin’ with a low snarl. I fisted my dick in my hand and directed my hot seed all over my girl’s tits and open mouth, her pink tongue stickin’ out to catch as much as she could.
I squeezed out the last dribble of cum onto her skin then looked down at my handy work, breathin’ hard. She was covered in me and smilin’ like I’d bought her a real damn pearl necklace. Then as I watched, her tongue between her teeth, she smeared my cum into her skin until her tits glowed white from me and red from the lollipop in the bright moonlight comin’ in through the curtains.
“Fuuuuck,” I groaned as my spent dick twitched at the sight. “Musta been a saint in another life to deserve this.”
She giggled as I ducked down to kiss her forehead then swung outta bed. “You were a saint, I don’t think you’d fuck a teenage girl under her father’s roof.”
“And you wouldn’t like me half as much then either, would ya?” I teased her as I went into the little bathroom off her room and wet a cloth to wipe her down with.
When I came back she was still smilin’, her eyes half-closed and a hand playin’ idly with her left nipple.
I raised a brow at her when I sat down and started to clean her. “Not enough for ya?”