Rhythm Brooks
The way Sincere handled his mother made me fall for him even more.
When we got back to his place, it was as if he was trying to show me with his mouth and dick that I was more than deserving of him.
"You taste so fucking good," he growled against my folds. His tongue flicked over my clit, then plunged inside my pussy. He licked and sucked with a hunger that made my knees buckle. I threaded my fingers through his hair and ground against his mouth, moaning as he devoured me.
He slid two fingers into me, curling them to hit that spot deep inside. I bucked my hips, chasing the pressure building in my core. He pumped his fingers faster, and his tongue lashed my clit until I trembled on the edge.
Sincere stood up and spun me around, bending me over the couch.
He kicked my legs apart and rubbed the head of his dick along my slick entrance.
I pushed back, desperate for him to fill me.
He thrust in hard, stretching my pussy with his thick length.
I cried out as he bottomed out and his balls slapped against my ass hole.
He gripped my hips and pounded into me. Each stroke was rough and deep. The sound of our skin smacking filled the room, mixed with my whimpers and his grunts. Sweat dripped down my back, and I clawed at the cushions, lost in the way he fucked me.
"Is this dick good to you?" he asked as he slammed in again.
"Fuck, yes," I panted, and my body jolted with every thrust.
He reached around and rubbed my clit in tight circles. I felt so full, so claimed, as he drove into me without mercy. His free hand came down on my ass with a sharp smack, and the sting sent heat flooding through me.
"You deserve it," he murmured, leaning over me to nip at my ear.
I moaned louder, and my pussy clenched around his dick. He fucked me harder, and his pace was relentless. I could feel every ridge and vein as he dragged in and out, hitting spots that made me shake.
We moved to the floor when my legs gave out.
Sincere flipped me onto my back and hooked my legs over his shoulders.
He plunged back in, folding me in half as he plunged in deep.
His eyes locked on mine, and they were filled with lust. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
He trailed bites down my neck and collarbone, then sucked on my nipples until they ached.
His hips snapped forward, grinding his dick against my walls.
"I'm about to cum," I gasped.
"You deserve that too," he replied, and his thrusts turned erratic.
My orgasm crashed through me. My pussy spasmed around his dick as I screamed his name. Waves of pleasure ripped through my body, leaving me shuddering beneath him.
Sincere fucked me through the orgasm. He chased his own release, pounding into my oversensitive pussy.
After a moment, he pulled out and flipped me onto my stomach. He spread my ass cheeks and licked a stripe from my pussy to my hole, tasting my cum. I shivered as his tongue probed my ass.
"Turn over," he commanded, and I obeyed, lying on my back again.
He straddled my chest and fed his dick into my mouth. I sucked eagerly, tasting myself on him. He rocked his hips, fucking my throat with shallow thrusts. Saliva dripped down my chin as I gagged and took him deeper.
Sincere pulled out and positioned himself between my thighs. This time, he entered me slow, savoring every inch. I whimpered, still sensitive from before.
He built the rhythm gradually, then ramped up to brutal slams. His hand wrapped around my throat, applying just enough pressure to make my head spin. I clawed at his arms.
"I wish you could see how good you look when I fuck you," he said, his eyes burning into mine.
The praise made my pussy flutter around him. He released my throat and pinned my wrists above my head with one hand, the other tweaking my nipples. Pain and pleasure blurred as he railed me.
I came again, harder this time, my body convulsing.
"That's my pretty girl."