Chapter 15 #2
My hand went to the hem of her shirt, and I started a slow lift. She raised her arms as my hands slid up the sides of her torso, pushing her shirt up as I did. Once the shirt lifted over her tits, I took each one in my mouth for a brief second, savoring the feel in my mouth.
The tiny sounds coming from her confirmed she approved.
As I pushed the shirt over her head, her hands went around my neck.
We were both shirtless.
With our bodies together, her tits pressed against my chest, their firmness felt exactly how I imagined.
Absolute perfection.
We were face to face, chest to chest.
“You’re one sexy forbidden secret,” I told her.
Her hands went to the band of my pants, pushing them down. I did the same to her, and her tiny sleep shorts slid over her round ass with ease. As they did, my hands came to rest on two firm, naked ass cheeks. My finger searched and found the strip of cloth riding up her ass.
A thong. Fuuuck.
My sweats were at my knees, as far as they could go in our position. I stood, allowing them to fall to my ankles. She rose as well and stepped out of her shorts. Her hands went to the thin straps of her thong on her hips.
“Don’t.” My hands landed on hers, stopping her. “Turn around.”
She acquiesced and slowly spun her tiny frame around. I missed the sight of her full, round tits, but fuck if the sight of that firm ass didn’t make up for it. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes looking for mine.
“Like what you see?”
The seduction in those words almost toppled me.
“You are exquisite.” As I said that, my finger went to the crack of her ass, lifting the cloth. Gripping it, I pulled on it firmly, knowing it put pressure on areas of her that mattered.
“Ahh,” she moaned. “Logan, what are you doing?”
“Don’t worry,” I said. “Does it feel good?”
All she did was nod, the words caught in a moan deep in her throat.
I continued to pull on the material with one hand, as the other rubbed the skin of her ass.
Moving around her hip, I found the triangle of cloth covering the front.
Rubbing the mound it concealed, I searched out the hard nub near the top.
I found her clit and gripped it between my thumb and forefinger, giving it a little tug.
All while continuing to lift on the thong.
“Oh my god, Logan…”
Reaching further down, I felt her wetness saturating her underwear. She was soaked already.
My fingers rubbed along the length of her pussy, through the material, from top to bottom, while I pulled the thong up from behind. It tightened against her clit, allowing me to pull on it through the lace as she writhed in front of me.
“Fuck,” she said, her words almost breathless. “Logan, what the fuck? I’m gonna come.”
Her body convulsed in my arms, attempting to bend forward, but I wouldn’t give way.
My grip on both the thong and her clit strong as I held her against my chest. Alternating between pinching her clit and rubbing the length of her pussy seemed to elicit the best response from her.
As I rubbed, those sweet pussy lips escaped the lace, and I got a feel of them.
It tempted me to move her panties to the side and sink my fingers into her at that moment.
But that would be later.
Right then was all for her.
Her thrashing calmed as her head fell against my chest. I removed my finger from her thong, rubbing the soft skin of her bottom as I stroked her clit. She gripped my hand up front, stilling it from any further movement. Her ragged breaths were settling as her fingers threaded with mine.
“Christ, man. You work wonders with these hands.”
Spinning her to face me, I gripped under her ass and lifted her from the ground. Walking us on my knees, I placed her on the couch.
“Imagine what my mouth can do,” I said, a sly grin across my face.
She smiled as I admired what lay in front of me.
Her short black hair framed her face as it stuck up in all directions.
There were piercings on her face that sparkled in the glowing light of the room.
Her heavy breasts fell a bit to the side, that gap between them beckoning my tongue.
She had a toned stomach accentuated by a tiny waist.
She was so perfect for me in every way.
She lifted her ass to allow me to remove her thong. A small triangle of dark hair was revealed, trimmed and neat. I wanted to take my time, use my hands and my mouth from her feet to her thighs, but I couldn’t wait. My hands immediately went to her thighs, grasping them, separating them.
A growl came from deep within me.
“You’re bare.”
She looked at me with hooded eyes.
“Is that OK?” she asked.
“It’s more than OK, it’s fucking hot.”
My restraint was waning. My dick was fully engorged, and all I wanted to do was be inside her. But my desire to taste her and make her come again won.
My fingers raked up her inner thighs, forcing her legs to spread further. Her pussy was a deep pink next to her pale white legs, the lips glistening with the moisture of her climax.
I kissed her upper thigh, my tongue licking a heated trail toward her heated core. Her hands gripped my head and her thighs crushed my skull as I got closer.
My tongue dipped into her entrance, deep and penetrating.
She tasted like candy as I plunged in and out, fucking her with my mouth.
A finger found her clit, pulling it from its hood.
As I rubbed, my mouth moved to sucking on her pussy lips.
Ava’s back arched from the couch, and I pushed her back down, keeping her in place with my face.
“Feels good, sweetheart?” I asked, my words a breathy against the wet skin of her pussy.
“Yeeesss.”
“Well, hold on.”
I moved my mouth to the swollen clit, sucking it deep into my mouth. Flicking it with my tongue, swirling it around my mouth, it danced back and forth between my lips. At the same time, my hand slid down her wetness, dipping into her entrance.
One.
Then two.
Two fingers plunged deep into her, curving up to find that spot that not many did. My fingers continued pushing deeper and deeper, in and out, until I heard that gasp from her. I knew I’d found the spot.
My mouth sucked on her clit, slow and steady, pulling it into my mouth and letting it go in a steady rhythm.
My tongue laved circles around the tip. All while my fingers continued pounding into her, making sure to hit that spot on each return.
I felt the walls of her pussy clench around me, pushing at the invasion, then letting it back in.
The muscles in her thighs tensed as she pulled at my hair, her ass lifting from the couch once again. I lifted with her, allowing her body to ride the approaching wave. My mouth and fingers never stopped their wanted assault as her labored breathing and lengthened moans increased.
“Logan,” she said through gritted teeth while pulling at my hair. “I can’t take this anymore.”
“Let it happen,” I whispered against her swollen clit and then my tongue flicked at it. She shook with the impending orgasm.
“Fuuuck!” she yelled.
Her body went still as it rolled through her, the walls of her pussy contracting around my hand. As it slowed, I removed my fingers and lowered my lips to her entrance. Licking the cum from inside her and spreading it over her pussy with my tongue.
“I love the taste of you.”
Her arms relaxed above her head as her breathing returned to normal. She stared at the ceiling but wouldn’t look at me or say anything. The nerves of what it could mean rattled my brain immediately. My insecurities settled in.
Kissing her gently on the inside of her thighs, I moved to get her thong and shorts.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
Holding the clothes in my hand, I gestured to her.
“You were so quiet, I thought maybe you wanted to be done, or were tired, or something else…”
She sat up and took the clothes from my hand, throwing them to the floor.
“Do you want to know what I was thinking?” She leaned against the arm of the couch, looking like a seductress, pulling her legs against her breasts. “I was wondering where the hell a guy your age learned to do that. Fuck, that was, just…wow. And now I’m nervous I won’t be as good for you.”
My heart rate settled with her words.
“I’m glad I made you feel good, and you don’t need to worry. I’m nervous the second you touch me I’m not going to last long.”
I laughed, and so did she.
“Well, let’s get you out of those boxer briefs, then.”