See No Evil

It takes me a minute to understand what’s going on, but I thankfully recover just fine after Stone’s unexpected assault. I ease into her kiss, letting her take the lead this time since she did the same with me when I took charge this morning. But just like our impromptu fooling around in her classroom earlier, her kiss leaves me wanting more. Stone’s lips are softer than they look. She’s so edgy and hard, but her mouth is warm and playful. My hands go to her waist, pulling her on top of me as I lie down flat on the ground. For a little thing, she sure does fit to perfection.

“You taste good,” she mumbles into my mouth, nipping at my lower lip in a way that’s making my dick want to break free from its confinement.

He’s both pissed at me for not been released from his cage yet, as well as giddy for having the Southie in her pretty black panties dry-humping him slightly.

“It’s your man Cuervo. Although tequila tastes way better coming from your pretty mouth,” I moan out, my hands desperately seeking her. One runs up and down her bare outer thigh, while the other is wrapped around the nape of her neck, keeping her lips exactly where they should be at all times—attached to mine.

“Thanks.” She laughs, and the melody goes straight to my head, as well as my oversized cock.

Damn, that sound does something to me.

She kisses me with such passion that I become completely consumed by it. I get lost in our kiss, utterly and profusely. All sense of time and logic slip away when her soft lips are on me, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. She leaves a breach open for me, so I thrust my tongue inside her mouth to continue our tortuous battle. The sweet rapture is only heightened when our tongues co

“Fuck! You taste better than good,” I admit, bringing her closer over my crotch, so I can feel her wet pussy put some pressure over my hard, agonized length. In my depraved desires, I secretly hope she marks my jeans with her arousal, even though my dick will hate me for the suffering I’m putting him through.

“More kissing, less talking, pretty boy,” she rasps between heated breaths, biting my lip in such a way that has me seeing stars. And not the ones I brought Stone to marvel at tonight.

When she begins dancing on top of my lap, though, all my restraint seems to evaporate. The way she’s stroking me, grinding up and down my engorged cock with her barely-clad pussy, is driving me mental.

“Jesus, that feels good,” I growl, my fingers leaving imprints on her hips, easing her stroking rhythm. But it’s only when I hear the hunger in my voice that I realize I might be off my game a bit more than I suspected.

I’m not a talker when it comes to hook-ups.

I’ve learned the hard way that if a guy talks during a fuck session, then he can expect the girl he’s about to screw seven ways to Sunday to talk her way through it, too. I know it makes me sound like an asshole, but with most girls I’ve been with in the past, the only good use I ever found for their mouths was to suck me off. Listening to their over-the-top, wa

However, with Stone, it’s occurred to me that I haven’t enacted that rule. In fact, I’m all for her talking my ear off if she wants. Mostly because half the words that come out of her bratty mouth have me hard anyway, so as far as I can see, it’s a win-win for both of us.

“God, I want to taste you all over,” I spew out, coaxing her to reply to test my theory further.

“I can help you with that,” she teases back, jumping off my crotch and landing on my chest, inching her way up until she’s straddling my face. She takes off her shirt, letting it fall to the ground beside me, throwing a little mischievous wink my way, when all I can see are her heavy breasts, so close to where I want them, and yet so far away. “Now, do a girl a solid, pretty boy, and use your mouth for what it was intended for, will you?” she orders provocatively.

Fuck this girl!

“Your wish is my command,” I reply dutifully, pulling her skimpy thong to the side, her bare shaven pussy and glistening lips right there for the taking.

Without a second to waste, my tongue takes one large lap, and the nectar it comes in contact with is nothing but pure sugar. I don’t need to keep the gentle one-stroke routine for long before getting her pussy acquainted with my tongue. As far as I’m concerned, Stone just handed me her juicy cunt as my prize, and I fully intend on cashing it in.

Unable to contain my raging lust any longer, I grab her ass to keep her in place and eat her out as if she were my favorite dessert. And as much as I try to deny it, all my taste buds tell me she is. Her erratic wails drive me to do my worst, desperate to wring every last drop out of her.

“Fuck! You’re really good at that!” she moans out, her hands gripping my hair, holding my face prisoner to where her ache is strongest.

I can’t hold back, so my tongue begins to torment the little nub that’s hidden away, and then return to plunge into her, giving relief to her torturous need, which only increases my own. My tongue repeats this merciless dance until we’re both suffering in equal measure.

“Yeah! Just like that. Don’t stop, Fi

I slap her ass with both hands before sinking them back on her redden cheeks to keep to her ravenous pace, eating her out as if her pussy were my only source of oxygen.

“Shit!” I moan when she lets out a glorious cry, broadcasting to everyone in a ten-mile radius that she’s meeting her maker.

From down here, I can’t see her face as she falls apart, which is the only downside of the position we’re in. So I pull her off my face and turn us over, leaving her flat on the ground with my looming body covering hers. She’s still riding her orgasmic high, her eyes hooded and her cheeks pink, when I begin to kiss every part of her flesh. The mounds of her breasts heave up and down as she tries to settle her erratic breathing, but before the night is through, she’ll be gasping for air once more. I’ll make sure of it.

I kiss and suck her neck, trailing my kisses down until my lips find a puckered nub under her lace bra. I pull the lace down with my teeth, popping out one perfect breast with a pert nipple that looks eager for me. I latch my mouth over it immediately, her rosebud tasting even sweeter than before. I play with the other pebble with my hand, grasping onto her perfect, huge tits with my mouth and fingers. Images of me placing my cock in between them, jerking me off until I mark them with my cum, has me hallucinating.