21. Timur #2
My free hand moves between us, slipping down her stomach until my fingers brush the soft, trimmed hair above her slit.
She spreads her legs wider for me without hesitation, and I reward her by sliding two fingers along her folds, gathering her slick arousal before circling her clit with slow, firm strokes.
“Oh, God,” she breathes, her hips bucking up into my hand.
I keep kissing her—her mouth, her throat, the tops of her breasts—while my fingers work her clit, occasionally dipping lower to tease her entrance. She’s soaked, her juices coating my fingers as I push one inside her, then add a second, curling them to stroke that sensitive spot inside.
Kira moans louder, clenching around my fingers as I pump them slowly in and out. I add pressure to her clit with my thumb, rubbing while I finger-fuck her with deliberate strokes.
Her hands are everywhere—running down my back, gripping my ass, trying to pull me closer. I can feel her trembling with need, gasping between kisses, and I break the kiss again, resting my forehead against hers as I watch her face. Her eyes are glassy with lust, lips parted on a needy whine.
"Can I have you?" I ask her as I reach down with my free hand and shove my boxers down my hips, kicking them off the edge of the bed.
"Mmm," she mewls, as her gaze drops between us.
Her hand reaches for me, fingers wrapping around my shaft in a firm grip and she strokes me slowly from base to tip, thumb swirling over the leaking head and spreading the wetness back down my length.
A low groan rumbles from my throat as she pumps me with just the right pressure.
“Fuck, that feels good,” I rasp, hips twitching into her touch while my fingers keep working inside her, curling and thrusting but I need more of her. Now.
I roll onto my back, pulling my fingers free from her dripping pussy. Before she can protest I grip her hips and yank her upward.
“Up here,” I growl. “Sit on my face.”
Kira’s breath hitches, but she obeys, scrambling up my body until her knees settle on either side of my head. She lowers herself until her slick, swollen folds hover just above my mouth. I grab her ass with both hands and pull her down firmly onto my tongue.
The first long lick drags from her entrance all the way up to her clit, tasting her sweet, tangy arousal.
Kira whimpers, trembling as she grinds down against my face.
I devour her—licking, sucking, tongue-fucking her tight hole while my nose rubs against her clit.
Her juices coat my lips and chin as she rocks above me, soft desperate sounds spilling from her mouth.
"Oh, God... that... yes..."
She’s so wet it’s dripping down my chin, but I can’t get enough. I suck her clit between my lips, flicking it rapidly with the tip of my tongue until her hips start to buck a little, and I know she's getting close.
"Fuck," I grumble against her core and I push back, not wanting to lose momentum but I want her sucking me when she comes. I tap her thighs and she looks down at me.
"Hmm?" Kira's eyes are hooded, cheeks flushed with arousal as I guide her backward.
"Turn around," I tell her. She offers a confused expression but obeys me, turning around on top of me until she gets the point. I watch the moment she connects with what I want and she smirks as she backs right up to my face and lowers her pussy to my lips again.
“God... fucking suck me,” I growl, but I never had to give the order. Kira is my good girl, splaying her tits on my belly as she pushes her pussy into my face and wraps her lips around my dick.
My tongue spears into her again as I pull her ass down harder, burying my face between her thighs. And Kira whimpers around my cock as she engulfs my head, tongue swirling greedily while her hand strokes the base.
She takes me deeper and I feel her teeth drag down my shaft until I hit the back of her throat.
The wet, choking sound she makes as she gags sends a bolt of pure lust straight to my balls.
I groan into her dripping core and thrust my tongue faster, fucking her tight hole while my chin grinds on her swollen clit.
Kira’s hips jerk violently. She tries to keep sucking but her rhythm falters as I devour her.
Her moans turn into desperate, muffled cries around my cock, the vibrations traveling down my shaft and making my toes curl.
And she gags again, spit dripping down my balls as she forces herself lower, taking me even deeper while her thighs start to shake.
“Oh, fuck,” I growl against her soaked folds. "Yeah, suck it."
Her whole body seizes as muted moans and groans erupt from her. She sucks me harder, gagging wetly every time I buck up into her throat, while I lick and suck her relentlessly, tongue flicking her clit in tight, fast circles until her hips grind down desperately against my face.
Suddenly, her thighs clamp around my ears and she lets out a broken, muffled scream around my dick. Juices flood my mouth as she comes undone. Her walls flutter and squeeze around my tongue while she keeps gagging and slurping on my dick, the obscene sounds pushing me right to the edge.
I lick her through it, drinking every drop as her orgasm rips through her, her body shuddering violently on top of me.
Every pulse and twitch of her holes is erotic.
I watch that ass pucker and loosen over and over, until the moment her tremors start to ease and I grip her hips and lift her off my face.