“Are you going to let me f**k you, Iris?” I asked her, breath catching.
I had to know. I couldn’t take the suspense for another f**king second.
“Any way you want to, baby. How long’s it been for you?”
My eyes shut tight, my other hand going to my hard-on. I started jerking at it. Just the thought of getting my c**k inside of this hot little sheath had me losing it.
It was a bad angle, but I worked my finger in and out of her as fast as I could. She was so tight that she clenched like a vise on my finger. What would she do to my cock?
I’d been right all along. The girl was going to give me a heart attack.
“A long time. I had some angry sex with my ex on her way out, but that was it.”
She stilled both of my hands. “Can you make it home before getting off, baby, or do you need something now?”
I shook my head, too far gone for words.
“Let me tide you over. Here.”
She rose up on her knees, sliding her little shorts and thong down. Her body was so tight and tan. I honestly hadn’t thought women could look like this in real life. Better than Playboy, better than Maxim.
Better than any f**king thing.
She unzipped her top, letting those glorious tits spill free, her coral pink ni**les erect.
“Touch me while I suck on your cock. I want the first time to be somewhere other than a cramped car, where you can take me really hard how I like.”
Did she really just say that?
Who could turn that down?
Not me.
She bent over, ass in the air, and used both hands to yank me out of my loose shorts.
I plunged a finger into her pu**y from behind as she went to town on me with her soft little mouth.
I was making noises I’d never even heard before; certainly they hadn’t come out of me prior to that moment. I couldn’t hold them back.
It was unsettling and exhilarating.
She came up for air, and I kept finger f**king her. I swear I could have been happy with just that, just the feel of her perfect little flesh tight around my finger.
She moaned and whimpered, and I used my free hand to palm her br**sts. She stayed frozen like that, and I couldn’t believe it when she started shaking, clenching, and calling my name.
Was she faking it? I, frankly, hadn’t even been trying to get her off yet. I’d just been feeling her up, however I could. I’d been planning to eat her out to get her to come, later. In my limited experience, women were not this easy to get off. It took time, and epic amounts of oral. Hell, I hadn’t even touched her clit.
My finger had stopped moving in her, but she started to jerk her h*ps as her walls stopped clenching around me.
“Don’t stop. Again, baby.”
“Did you really…come?”
She laughed. “What gave it away?”
She went right back to sucking on me.
I was done for. I didn’t last thirty seconds after that.
I shot my load down her throat, and those muscles worked me as she swallowed every bit of it. When I stopped spurting, she made her way up to my tip and licked it clean
She kissed me after, my finger still inside of her, and I could taste myself on her.
“Next time you go down on me, I want to come all over your tits,” I told her. “And your face.”
I couldn’t believe that had come out of my mouth.
What the f**k was wrong with me?
“And then you can titty f**k me,” she whispered into my mouth.
Well, f**k.
Out. Classed.
CHAPTER FIVE
She took my finger out of her, pulling up her shorts. She didn’t sit down or buckle up though. She wasn’t finished with me.
She moved to kneel over me, her br**sts right at eye level. I grabbed her perfect little ass and buried my face there.
She moaned, holding one puckered tip up to my mouth. “Suck on them. They’re so sensitive, baby. I’ve had fantasies about you touching them, licking them, sucking on them, since the first time I saw you.”
I wanted to ask her about that, but my mouth was full. Both of my hands moved up to fondle her roughly. I licked her ni**les, drawing them into my mouth.
I was hard again, or still, and I pushed up at her as I played with her tits.
It was better than Christmas, and I hadn’t even f**ked her yet.
“The first time, I’m going to take you against the front door, because that is as far as we’re going to make it before I bury my c**k in that tight little cunt of yours.” I spoke against her nipple, then moved to the other, taking it into my mouth for a few rough pulls.
She moaned, bouncing on my lap.
“Am I being too rough on them?”
“No.”
“They’re so soft. You have the most spectacular rack on the planet, but I’m sure you know that.”
“Mmm, tell me anyway.”
I smiled and nuzzled into her.
Resolutely, I set her back in her seat. I tried to zip her bra back up for her, but I couldn’t make her fit back into it.
She laughed and waved me off, doing it herself.
“The second time I think we’ll make it into the kitchen. I’ll take you face down on the counter. It should be just the perfect height.”
She buckled up, then reached over and stroked my c**k with a light touch.