Selena Kitt - Blind Date

“So close,” she murmured, her body just beginning to tense as it sailed over that delicious edge. “Oh god, baby, make me come again!” Eric licked faster as Annie found her release, the soft shudder and shake of her making him moan against her mound. Her juices flowed like water down his chin and cheeks and he swallowed her greedily.

Annie gasped as she pulled his head back and leaned forward to kiss him, tasting herself in his mouth as their tongues touched. Her hand reached down to find him, thick and hard. He groaned against her mouth when she squeezed, teasing the head with her thumb.

“I want you in my mouth,” she murmured, jerking insistently on his cock.

“Again?” he gasped as she tugged him to stand in front of her. She fondled his balls and kissed the tip of him. Annie leaned back on the cot, grasping and squeezing his slick length.

“Come up here,” she insisted. She pulled her shirt off, unhooking her bra to expose her breasts to him. He straddled her belly and Annie bit her lip, looking up at him. Just seeing him sitting up there, his balls resting on her ribcage, his cock rising up out of a thick patch of hair, pre-cum trailing down the shaft it tiny rivulets, made her clit, still hiding in its sheath, begin to pulse again. He had a beautiful cock that tilted slightly and endearingly to the right when it was this hard, making her want to follow it and capture it with her mouth.

She licked her palm, letting her saliva and his pre-cum mix as she slid her hand down the shaft. She could see and feel every swell along his cock, every vein, the leaking tip, the throbbing shaft. She could feel more than hear the deep sounds he made in his throat as she slowly stroked him, easing the skin over the tip and using her fingers in a circle to tease the ridge. His head fell back, his eyes closed, his arms simply hung limp at his side, as if he were nothing but his cock in that moment.

“Oh Annie!” he moaned. She rewarded the sound of her name in his mouth with deeper, longer strokes. His eyes flew open and he looked down at her. She cupped his balls lightly, rubbing them in her hands, and he gasped,

“Yes!” His hands found her breasts, thumbing her nipples. His eyes were closed as he squeezed and massaged her breasts, making her moan softly.

“Up here.” She pulled gently on his cock, urging him higher. “I want your cock between my breasts.”

He groaned, his eyes darkening. She licked her palm again, getting him wetter still, and pressed him between her breasts. Her pale flesh wrapped around his red, swollen cock was mouth watering, just the tip of him appearing through her cleavage. He started moving between them and she reached her tongue out for the head with every thrust.

“Ah, god!” He groaned as she stretched for more of his pre-cum on her tongue.

“Pinch my nipples,” she urged. He did, hard, squeezing her breasts together around his cock. Suddenly, he slowed, biting his lip and shaking his head. Annie could tell that he was getting close and she reached her tongue for his cock again.

“Not yet,” he murmured, his cock in his hand now, squeezing and breathing hard.

“But I want it in my mouth,” Annie begged, licking her lips and looking up at him. He brought it close to her mouth, rubbing the tip gently over her lips, still squeezing it hard. She could feel a hot spurt of pre-cum as she let it go with a quiver. Opening her mouth, she made her tongue flat, so he could press it there.

“You want it?” He teased her tongue with it, rubbing her lips, smacking her cheeks a little, making her moan. Annie nodded, unable to speak, filled simply with lust for the feel of him again in her mouth. “Then take it, baby.” He offered it to her, easing it past her lips, letting the swollen length graze the roof of her mouth, all the way to the back of her throat. He moaned as he pulled the length back out and Annie sucked eagerly on the tip. She swallowed it gladly, hungry for him, as he slid back into her mouth. He slipped his hand behind her head and eased himself in and out of her warm, wet mouth. She let him do it, at his own pace, watching the pleasure on his face. She felt the throbbing response against her tongue and roof of her mouth that remained simply open to receive him.

His pace slowed as his breath began to quicken and she sucked a little harder, moving her own head now, working his cock with her lips and tongue. He gasped, shuddering, and quickly withdrew, again grabbing and squeezing hard.

“That was close,” he murmured after a tight-lipped moment, leaving a little more pre-cum on Annie’s breasts. “I want to be inside of you, Annie. Don’t make me come yet.” He reached behind him to find her heat, cupping her whole wet mound in his hand. She lifted her hips, moaning.

“I want you inside me, too.” Annie’s eyes closed, delighting in the feel of his fingers playing through her flesh. He moved down her body, his hand never leaving her pussy, to spread her thighs open with his knees. She sighed, loving the feel of the tip of him against her clit when he found it. She pulled her knees up and back, exposing herself entirely to him. He gasped at the sight, making his cock even slicker with her juices as he eased the head between her folds of flesh.

“Don’t tease me,” she begged. “I want you, Eric. Please.” Annie shivered and bit his shoulder to keep from crying out when Eric slid his cock between her swollen pussy lips, driving himself deep inside of her flesh. She heard him grunt, but that was the only sound he made as he started to fuck her.

He felt huge as his flesh began to pummel her, his hips smacking into hers. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she clutched him. The incredible lust that drove them both felt like an itch that just wouldn’t be scratched. Her pussy was a sweet, wet tunnel of heat, engulfing and squeezing his aching cock.

Annie, wanting more, slipped her fingers between her swollen lips and found her throbbing clit. Her body was responding with great enthusiasm, and she knew it wouldn’t take much stimulation to bring her to completion. She gasped as she rubbed her clit in little circles while Eric pounded her so hard that the little cot was moving, bit by bit, across the slippery linoleum.

She felt her climax coming and bit her lip. Shuddering waves crashed over her again and again. Her pussy quivered around him, the little fluttering spasms threatening to take him over the edge, but not quite following through on their delicious promise. Eric groaned, grabbing her hips and pressing in, using the deep recesses of her pussy to massage the head of his cock, the sensitive tip exploring her deepest, softest parts.

“Annie,” he whispered, and it was his warning again. He pulled out quickly, still throbbing and achingly hard.

“I don’t want it to end,” he whispered, looking down at his cock resting between her wet lips.

Annie looked up at him, her eyes glazed. She saw his cock, like a steadfast soldier reporting for duty, and she grasped it. He hissed through his teeth, shaking his head, but the more she tugged, the more he gave in. She loved teasing him, making him give, inch by inch, into the endless aching agony of pleasure that was steering them onward.

“But I want you,” she insisted, sliding him back inside. He couldn’t seem to help himself-his tongue and lips went immediately to her nipples, sucking and licking, back and forth between them.

Annie’s breath came quicker as she worked her hips under him. Eric was thrusting into her, helpless to stop, and she felt another building. She moved faster against him, twisting and rolling underneath his body as she felt the sensation swelling between her thighs. Her climax caught up with her and she shuddered, digging her nails into his back and biting his shoulder as she came.