2. Declan Chambers #2
“Speaking of sounds, since when is your mouth that filthy! I rarely hear you curse.”
“Listen… That was an out of body experience. I didn’t mean to nut that fast, I’m sorry…”
“No,” she said, putting a finger to my lips. “I loved the vocal expression. And as for you nutting fast… baby, that just lets me know I’m doing a job well done. I’ma make you cum like that every single time. I’m gonna fuck you beyond your deepest fantasies.”
I might have jizzed at the sound of that. She kissed my lips softly.
“You got another round in you?” she asked.
“I think I need to redeem myself.”
“Oh, baby, you’re about to work for this nut.”
She lifted her hips and removed herself from me, stopping briefly to suck my dick clean. I was in awe of how nasty she was. Had she been holding this in the whole time? I watched as she got comfortable on her back.
She grabbed my hand and placed it on her pussy. I instantly located her clit, massaging gentle circles. She moaned softly, pulling my head to hers to kiss me again.
“I want you to fuck me how you’ve always imagined fucking me,” she whispered, thrusting her hips forward. “Wherever you want… however you want…whatever position you want.” She licked my earlobe. Her voice came out in a breathy whisper. “You ready to try?”
The amount of times I’d beat my dick to thoughts of her was sinful.
Of course, I’d thought of the many ways I wanted to have her: knees to chest with her feet at my shoulders, up against the wall, in the shower.
Perhaps my favorite was from the back. Ivy’s ass was insane.
It was one of those collard greens, cornbread fed asses.
I loved watching her walk away because no matter what she wore, that thing was gonna shake.
“On your knees,” I said. She smirked as she maneuvered into position, arching her back effortlessly. Her ass jiggled slightly as I moved into position behind her. I gently caressed it before giving it a hefty slap.
“Ooh…” She moaned. “I like that.”
She reached behind her and spread her cheeks.
That pretty pussy peeked out at me, her lips glistening with her essence.
That was enough to have my dick on full brick.
Gripping it, I rubbed the head against her clit, eliciting a moan from her lips.
When I slid into her wet center, we both exhaled in satisfaction.
She was too damn tight… so damn wet. I had to close my eyes because if I watched her ass slapping against my thighs at that moment, I was gonna nut. My dick slid in and out of her effortlessly, her walls contracting around it.
“Fuck, Ivy,” I groaned, gripping her hips.
“Mmm… that’s it, Dec…” she moaned, gripping the sheet. “This is your pussy. Take control of her, baby.”
I wasn’t sure if I knew how to control myself. I didn’t know what she liked or how she liked it. Had I gone with my first mind, I would have asked, but here I was winging it, giving her hard quick thrusts.
“Slow down,” she instructed. “We aren’t there yet, baby.”
“I’m sorry. Maybe you should?—"
“No. You’ve got this. Don’t be sorry. Take your time. Slow strokes until you’re confident.”
She said all this while slowly bouncing her ass on my dick.
“Just like that,” she moaned, looking back at me. “Catch my rhythm.”
I followed her instructions, slowly trusting into her while gripping her hips. She moaned softly as she picked up her pace a little. Her ass had this ripple effect as it lapped against my thighs. I slapped it again, producing a slight hiss from her.
“Did I hurt you?” I asked.
She gave me a sexy chuckle. “No, daddy.”
Daddy? That stroked my ego just a little bit. I found myself giving her harder, deeper strokes. Her moans began to amplify.
“Ooh shit!” She threw her ass back at me, causing me to adjust my posture to catch it. I was so deep in her, I could feel my balls slapping against her clit and her juices trickling down my thighs.
"You like that?” I asked, awkwardly.
“Yes!”
“What do you like about it?”
She laughed, causing me to stop mid stroke. “I’m not laughing at you, I promise. You’ve never talked dirty, have you?”
“Is it obvious?”
“You’re a little green, baby. Why don’t we skip the dirty talk for now and you just go with what you feel. Don’t be afraid to be a little rough. I like my ass slapped, a little hair pulling… just don’t rip my shit out.”
I gave a nervous chuckle. “I hear you.”
“Come here,” she purred, beckoning me with her finger. I leaned in and kissed her softly. She sank to her stomach, spreading her legs… slowly grinded against me. I immediately caught her rhythm, filling her with gentle, deep strokes.
“Mmm, that’s it, baby,” she moaned. “Make me take this dick.”
Remembering that she gave me the green light to be a little rough, I put a little force behind my thrust. She gasped and my first thought was that I hurt her, but the look on her face said she liked it. So I did it again, and again, until she gave me a vocal response.
“Fuck!”
“So you do like it rough?” I asked, kissing her shoulder.
“Yes! Just like that.”
I slapped her ass again, smoothing over the spot with my hand.
“Shit, Princess. You’re a fucking work of art.”
I leaned into her, gently gripping her hair in one hand and her throat in the other.
Her eyes closed and a smile spread across her face.
So she liked to be choked? I gave a gentle squeeze to her neck.
Light gasps fell from her lips. To my surprise, she gripped my fingers, forcing me to squeeze tighter.
The way her pussy juiced up from that one told me she might be a little kinky.
“Declan!” she panted. “You feel so fucking good! Fuck me!”
The hand wrapped around her throat, moved to caress her nipples as my lips found their way to her neck.
The scent of her perfume lingered behind her ear.
I loved that scent. It was my favorite on her and anytime she wore it, I wanted to ravish her.
My strokes went harder and deeper still.
At this point, she was moaning profusely.
“Fuck… I’m gonna cum, baby,” she told me.
I gave her everything I had as I lightly nibbled on her shoulder. I felt her trembling beneath me.
“Ooh shit!” she cried. “Oh God, I’m cumming. Fuck!”
The next thing I felt was her pussy contracting. She buried her face in the pillows, screaming her pleasure as she squirted on my dick. The act alone caused me to erupt right along with her.
“Got…. dammit!” I growled.
My body stiffened as the last of my nut expelled deep inside of her.
I collapsed against her, both of us trying to catch our breath.
She quivered beneath me as I placed light kisses down the center of her back.
Once the tremors subsided, I slid out of her and climbed out of bed.
For a moment, I had to brace myself because my legs felt weak as shit. That nut took a lot out of me.
Going into the bathroom, I grabbed a washcloth and ran it under warm water to clean her up. When I returned to the bedroom, she was on her back, with her legs spread, waiting for me. I gently cleansed her. Before I could pull away, she sat up and cupped my face, kissing me sweetly.
“I love you, Declan.”
“I love you too, Princess.”
Tossing the rag in the laundry basket after cleaning myself off, I climbed into bed with her. She snuggled up next to me. For the longest time, we laid there in silence. I was still coming down from the high of what I’d just experienced. She lifted her head, resting her chin on my chest.
“What are you thinking about?” she asked, poking my nose.
I chuckled. “You really have to ask?”
“I mean, I just want to know if your first time was anything like you thought it would be?”
“Honestly, no. I expected my first time to end a lot quicker. I probably wouldn’t have said anything and my performance would have spoken for itself. But you… You were perfect and patient. I wouldn’t change anything.”
She smiled. “Well, if you want my honest feedback… I could tell you were paying attention. Some women don’t mind teaching you how to please them but all of us love men who know how to take subtle hints.
You figured out how to please me by paying attention to my face and my body. You don’t have to be a man that’s slept with a bunch of women to know how to be an unselfish lover. That’s why when you really get comfortable, I just know you are gonna beat this shit up.”
I had to laugh. “I’ve fantasized about you more than a few times,
Princess, and you know my imagination runs wild.”
“Well, whenever your imagination runs wild, I’m always down to test your theories.”
I grinned, shaking my head. Something told me I was going to be in for quite a bit of experimenting.