Chapter 9 #2
I slid out of her as slowly as I’d entered. I shook my head from one side to the other, not believing the danger she carried between her legs so innocently each day.
“Listen,” I murmured, still in total disbelief. “Listen to me carefully when I tell you this, Kit.”
She waited, halting her breathing and staring up at me with a lustful haze covering her orbs.
“Um hm.”
I placed my right hand around her neck and moved closer to her face. I needed to know she was hearing every word prepared to come from me.
“You are no object, and I will never treat you like a possession, but when I tell you this pussy is mine from this moment forward, I mean it. Aight?”
She nodded.
“And, I want you to forgive me in advance because, though I know you’re far from a slut… I’m about to treat you like one.”
I reentered Kit with my hand still wrapped around her neck.
This time, I slid in with ease. She’d opened for me.
She’d accepted me. And, she was willing to bend and stretch in order to mold her pussy for my dick.
I could appreciate her eagerness to get acquainted because mine was the last she’d ever have to adjust for.
She was celestial. The way her body moved like waves of the water was inebriating. Peering down at her fueled my fire and filled me with desires I’d never had.
Her body was a palace, royal grounds that I wanted to treat as such.
But just as much, I wanted to disrespect it.
Treat it like poverty-stricken territory.
Graffiti her walls. Dirty her image. Leave my hose on her lawn.
Gentrify her. Put rich dick all up and through her.
Gut her. Liter her grounds with my semen. Spit on her surface.
“Open your mouth, Kit.”
She obliged without a second thought or moment of hesitation. I stroked her pussy, leaving my mark on her walls, as I gathered the saliva that had pooled in my mouth. Slowly, I released it, still gutting her for every piece of treasure she’d hidden inside of her.
The thin slimy trail touched her tongue and slid down her throat. She swallowed, consuming a part of me that no one had ever consumed. The thought threatened to disarm me of my semen.
I fought for my pride and shoved the revelation to the back of my head. There would be many firsts to come. This was only the beginning of our story. We were barely out of the first chapter.
“Uhhhhh.”
I stuck my tongue in Kit’s mouth, lapping up what was left of me. We kissed with our eyes closed and our hearts wide open. She was becoming a part of mine, no matter how small the indention was.
I tightened the grip around her neck and increased the intensity of my stroke. Her pussy sang to me with each movement I made. It was blissful. So was Kit. I closed my eyes, taking her in.
“Fohr, uhhh. Yessss. Yesss. Yesssss.”
Wrong move.
I quickly realized it was not a very wise thing to do. When my nut began rising from my sack, I removed myself. My lips were still planted and so was my interest. I pulled away, reluctantly, and flipped Kit on her stomach.
Her smooth backside was a sight to behold. I palmed the back of her curls, forcing her head to the pillow. I pushed her legs upward until they touched her elbows, deepening her arch.
WHAP.
A single slap to her right cheek made her clench her pussy muscles. I watched from a mere six inches away.
“Ummmm,” she winced in pain.
Her body jerked forward. When she repositioned herself, she landed on my tongue. I swiped her pussy twice before entering her with my thumb.
“Fooohrrrr.”
Kit’s moans were as sweet as her.
I removed my lubricated thumb, rounded her ass, and placed it at the opening of her anus. The ridges danced with hunger as it approached. Deciding against keeping them waiting, I plunged inside of her while still tickling her clit with my tongue.
“Uhhhh. Uhhh. Uhhhhh. Yessss.”
She panted, rocking her body to alleviate the pleasure she was overcome with.
I refused to free her, however. She deserved everything that was coming to her.
She’d been a good girl for far too long without being rewarded.
Not only would my dick serve as payment, but my tongue, my fortune, my time, my energy, my effort, and my love would contribute to the cause.
“I’m cum— Uhhhhhh. Fooooohrrr.”
She came on my tongue. With my thumb still lodged inside of her, I slid into her from behind. With my free hand, I held her up from behind.
Like wet paint going on a wall, Kit sounded off in the silence.
So fucking wet.
The pressure inside mounted with each stroke and each moan from her pretty lips. It wasn’t long before it was lights out and I’d succumb to my fate. On her ass is where my semen rested. On the sheets beneath us is where it took its final form.
I pulled Kit into my chest, smearing the semi-translucent fluid across the bed. My index finger ran the length of her arm. Her light snores gave me permission to rest three minutes later. With utter gratitude and satisfaction, I fell into a deep slumber.