oral sex

Sweet

“Go on.” 

Kate looked over to where the Sara was laid out on the bed. Her red hair was fanned over the white sheets, her freckles dotting her skin in the most alluring way. Sara smiled at her and opened her legs so the lips of her pussy parted. 

“Sir…” Kate said on a stuttered breath. 

David smacked her bottom hard enough that she squeaked. She took a step forward, hungry and horny just looking at Sara spread open. 

“Katie girl, you’ve been wanting this forever.” 

She danced on her tiptoes, moving between longing and uncertainty. Sara placed a hand right on her mound, her finger grazing her clit. Kate’s throat went from dry to overflowing with saliva from the need to just taste

“Oh,” Kate whispered. 

David squeezed her bottom where he’d spanked her. “I know what you need, girl. Let me help you.”

His hand found her back, resting between her shoulders before moving up to grip the nape of her neck. Kate relaxed under the weight of her hand, the uncertainty following away with each exhale. 

She felt his breath on her shoulder as he leaned close. “You need to taste her pussy, don’t you, Katie girl?” 

Her cunt fired at those words. “Yes, sir.” 

“You want to bury your face right where she’s touching, suck her clit, and hear her moan, don’t you?” 

“Yes, sir. Please.” She trembled now, wanting to be there as Sara circled her erect clit. 

He leaned in closer, his lips brushing her ear as he tightened his hold on her neck just a little. 

“You want her to come by your mouth. You want her scent all over your face, don’t you, Katie girl?” 

Kate’s hips jerked, her cunt throbbing at the thought of Sara coming because of her. 

“Yes, sir. Yes,” she hissed out, her feet moving forward without thoughts. “Please.” 

“Then go. Be a good girl and get what you need.” 

The moment his hand dropped from her neck, she was moving forward. Kate crawled up the bed and lay between Sara’s open thighs. Close; so close she could smell her, see the wetness seeping from her body. 

Just when the uncertainty started to creep in, Sara reached for her, wrapping a hand in her hair. 

“Please, Kate. I want you so bad.” 

Kate moaned and then leaned forward to lick her from top to bottom, tasting Sara. The next moan was longer, needy. 

“How does she taste, Katie?” 

He was close to her, his heat warming her body. She only moaned again, barely registering his presence before she leaned back to lick. Kate nibbled at Sara’s clit, licked and sucked at her lips, plunged her tongue deep inside her to gather all the wetness that spilled out. 

“More,” Sara pulled at Kate’s hair, squirming beneath her. 

Kate felt David behind her, parting her thighs and moving between. She buried her face in Sara’s pussy, sucking harder at her, needing to make her come. 

Sara started to shake under her. The way she rocked her hips harder drove Kate on. 

“Oh, Jesus,” Sara cried out above her. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna come.”

Her thighs tightened around Kate’s head, trapping her there as she came with a loud cry. The gush of her climax coated Kate’s face, and she drank it down as it flowed. 

“That’s a good girl, Katie.” 

David murmured those words as he nudged her thighs wider and pushed into Kate. She came around his cock the moment he seated himself deep, and she quivered even as she licked up every drop of Sara’s juices. 

Kate laid her head on Sara’s thigh, enjoying the slow thrusts of her sir and the musky sweet smell of Sara on her face. 

Better 

Inspired by this song. An unedited shortie 

She shoved me hard against the wall, her hand planted like a bar in the center of my chest. 

“You stupid bitch.” The sneer she sported marred her otherwise beautiful face. 

“Look, Cari, I don’t know–” 

Her other hand reached up like lightning to strike my face. My cheek stung like fire and shock moved through me. She grabbed my braid and jerked my head back. 

She was slightly taller, giving her all the advantage as she stared down at me. 

“Don’t say a word. I’m doing all the talking now.”

I kept my expression neutral by sheer force of will. The look in her eye was bringing forth some powerful emotions and I didn’t want the situation to escalate. 

The way she held me kept me from glancing around from help. She’d cornered me in the empty locker room before practice and it was deserted. I was on my own. 

“Cari, I’m sorry for whatever I’ve done, but–”

She cut me off with another stinging slap. Her face came nearer to mine, so close I could feel her breath ghost over my lips. From one moment to the next, her expression morphed from fury to a leer that scared me more then her anger. My pulse beat so loud I heard it in my ears. 

“I thought I told you not to speak. I obviously need to put that mouth of yours to better use.” 

Using my hair as a lever, she pulled until I sank to the ground. The cold concrete dug into my knees bringing sparks of pain and a chill that stole through my body. 

I stared up at her, unable to keep my cool as I watched her shimmy out of her tight shorts. She stood before me nude from the waist down, her cunt bare and plump. 

She moved toward me, the motion sending my head against the wall to avoid what I knew was coming. She pulled me forward enough to hook her leg around my shoulder, bringing her body inches from my face. 

“You act like you’re too good for everyone, telling coach everything we do. I know your secret though. I’ve seen you staring when I change after practice so I know exactly what you like. Maybe if I shut you up the right way, you’ll quit tattling.”

I took a breath and inhaled the mouth-watering scent of her cunt. I swallowed my moan, trying not to let on. 

“Cari…”

She parted her lower lips, canting her hips toward me. I couldn’t look away. Not from her slender fingers, not from her puffy pink center, not from her clit standing slick and erect. 

Unable to stop, I leaned in and licked. She tasted so good. I let her pull me in, my face buried deep. My lips found her clit and sucked until she bucked against me. 

 “You may be a big mouth bitch,” she gasped out as I thrust my tongue deep in her cunt. She shuddered before continuing, “but you give head better than any guy I’ve ever been with.”

I just keep slurping. She has not idea what my mouth is capable of. 

Yet. 

Which 

100 ish words 

He placed her legs over each chair arm, growling when the lips of her cunt opened like a flower. 

Pulling her forward, he debated the best course for enjoying the treat before him. His cock ached to slide in her heat, but his mouth watered for a taste. 

With a soft moan, her fingertips spread her wider. She was coral-colored, plump, and so wet for him. 

“Please.”

A taste. 

His grip was tight on her hips, but her moan said she welcomed it. He licked her fingers, laving each digit spreading her wide before dipping his tongue inside. 

She shuddered so pretty for him. 

Days of Christmas: 9

I was told I do my best editing after I hit publish. 😊😉

“Suck it, baby. Lick it like a candy cane.”

If she wasn’t so focused on the task, she would have rolled her eyes at him. As it was, she blocked out his chatter and concentrated on sucking. 

His hands plunged into her hair, holding her still when she slid her mouth down to the root of his cock. Her pointy ear headband toppled to the ground beside her knees. 

“What a good elf you are.” He panted his pleasure as his hips jerked up. “Such a good little helper.” 

The zipper of his suit pants scraped her chin, her hands digging into his thighs to hold herself steady. He was rough as he fucked her mouth, but God help her it turned her on to have his cock buried in her throat. 

“Shit, I’m going to come.” His grip in her hair tightened painfully. 

Before she could even consider slipping a finger under the hideous green elf costume, he was coming down her throat.  She gagged and swallowed quickly.  

“Swallow it all like a good girl,” he demanded in a long groan. “Don’t spill any of your Christmas gift.”

He held her still as she attempted to do just that. Jet after jet coated her mouth as she swallowed everything he gave until he grew flaccid between her lips. She released him with a wet pop before laying her face on his thigh. 

The way he stroked her face could’ve been called loving if done by anyone else. Unfortunately she knew him too well. He tapped her face with a gloved fingertip and pointed to the door. “My favorite cocksucking elf, break’s over.”

The tender moment was over in an instant. He zipped the red suit up with a flourish ready to greet his crowd as though she hadn’t been on her knees before him. She rose to her feet as gracefully as she could manage in that ridiculous costume and went to the door of Santa’s House to welcome the after lunch rush. 

As a little girl of seven approached with her mother, she licked her lips once to check for cum before plastering on a smile. “Santa will see you now.” 

Flash 17

Quickie for MM. A busy day and subsequent exhaustion have killed me. I’ll have to edit in a bit so hold tight. 

Her legs were spread wide in front of me, the trim hairs and wet lips so different from my own yet the same. 

A hand to the back of my neck guided me close until her legs brushed my shoulders. The warm smell of her reached my nose and I couldn’t help inhaling to savor the smell even as part of me rebelled at my position. It startled me to feel arousal bloom between my own thighs a I considered the way she’d taste on my tongue. 

“Uh huh.” The hand at my nape held me fast when I would’ve backed away. I glanced over my shoulder to meet his hot gaze. “I can see how much you want to eat her pussy.” 

I swallowed and started to protest. “No, I–” 

He squeezed and I stilled. “Don’t lie, baby. I can smell you just as easily as I smell her. Besides, you’ve been licking your lips since I pushed you close.”

I started to lick them again, but stopped. Damn it, I was too transparent sometimes. I couldn’t reconcile my desire with what I’d been taught. No women, no desire for women, no lust or need. But the moment he brought me into the room the sight of her naked body brought to life everything I tried to suppress. 

He leaned in close and drew in a deep breath. “Mm, she smells so sweet. Are you sweet, Katie girl?”

I glanced up and our eyes locked. Lust reflected back at me, mirroring my own perfection. 

“So sweet.” The way she whispered made clench and my breath seemed to hang in my chest. 

“Go on and have a taste then.” He pressed me closer and I went this time. My focus solely on her pussy and my need for her. He leaned in and teased my ear with his tongue. “And while you do, I’ll fuck that beautiful ass of yours. I’ll get to watch you both cum at the same time.” 

The picture of it in my mind’s eye was so good, so perfect. I gave a needy moan and pressed my face to her cunt. That first lick… 

“Oh God.” Her hands buried deep into my hair, pulling me deeper into her wet heat. 

I gave my own squeal when I felt him press to my rosebud. One finger and then two stretched me wide, a staying hand at my hip so I was anchored between them. 

“Open up, baby.” He crooned the words as he fit his cock where his fingers had been. 

It was a war of sensations. Her hands tugging at the roots of my hair, her cunt wetting my cheeks and chin, his hand gripping tight at my hip, and his cock breaching me drawing pleasure with a hit of pain out of me. 

He groaned low and long when he seated himself inside. I know I groaned with him as he touched a spot that made my cunt quiver. He gave a shove as though trying to sink in that last inch. Both hands grasped my waist and began that push/pull that could set me on fire. The wild undulations of Katie’s hips was the perfect counterpoint to his thrusts. 

Gotdam, you feel so good.” 

Hell. Just the gritty way he spoke toppled me into an orgasm that stilled my brain. I could do nothing except ride out the wave that soaked me. His shout barely registered through my hazy, but the warm spurt of his cum seemed to sent harder shock waves through me. I was drunk from it all and ready to slip into a boneless heap. A strong hand gripping my hair kept me from doing just that. 

“Uh uh, you didn’t make Katie cum, bad girl.” 

My lethargy diminished as she squirmed beneath me. I lifted my head to gaze down at her. So plump and wet, she begged for my mouth. 

“Please,” she whimpered. 

And who was I to deny something so pretty it’s pleasure? 

Flash 14

For MM

“Care to wager?”

I watched him with narrowed eyes, sensing I was about to place a losing bet. He leaned against the doorway, seemingly relaxed as though we were betting on horses or a ball game. That ease of his irritated the hell out of me.

“What are the terms?” I let that hard edge creep into my voice.

His smirk made me nervous and heat suffused my body. There was an element of recklessness that pushed me to do things my rational mind warned me against. I was playing with fire and the danger of being burned excited me.

There was no answer right away. Instead he moved towards the bed, presented his back to me and began stripping his clothes.

Definitely not the type of guy I’d go for normally. There wasn’t any of the hard musculature that drew my eye, nor the extreme swagger. While he wasn’t handsome, the challenging edge to everything he did sent a jolt of desire to that spot between my thighs. 

I waited, watching as more skin was revealed. So while he wasn’t what I’d go for on sight, my body appreciated the view as he climbed in to bed.

When he slipped into bed, I lifted an eyebrow in question. “So?”

He didn’t answer until he was laying under the sheets, his cock more than half hard even as his body relaxed in the bed. That smirk of his remained in place.

“I bet you I can make you cum by licking your pussy.” He started stroking his sheet-covered cock as he spoke.

Damn. I couldn’t help licking my lips as I watched him pump until he’d hardened nicely. My eyes snapped back to his and this time his gaze was all lust.

I pushed away from the door and walked closer to the bed. It was impossible to keep from watching him stroke himself. “And what do you get?”

“I get to put this in any hole I want.” He swept the sheet away so I had a look at what he’d been stroking so slowly. He looked like he’d hit the perfect spot wherever he slipped in. Just thinking about it intensified the heat between my thighs.

My eyes bounced back to his and that smug look was back. He was daring me again and I felt myself sway towards him. Towards a bit of danger.

“No one’s made me cum like that.”

“Well then you’ve got nothing to lose, do you?” The cocky son of a bitch grabbed his balls and laughed. “Afraid I’m going to win?”

Now that made me snort. I didn’t tell him the only person who could make me cum was me. Suddenly this bet was looking like a good one. One I’d win either way if I took it. His hand went back to stroking his cock and I started to feel pretty good about my odds.

I dropped my pants, underwear and all, and shed my shirt and bra. Climbing on the bed, I straddled him so his cock nestled between my labia. I rocked gently until he was nice and wet, smirking when he groaned.

“Let’s see if you’re as good as you say you are.”

Exhale

Sketch

His hand at the back of her neck. Eases her, forces her with gentle pressure to her knees.

“Open.”

Her thighs and her mouth.

“Close.”

Her eyes as the blindfold obscures her vision. That hand drops back to the nape of her neck, communicating so much with a gentle squeeze. She holds, waiting just as he wants, open for him.

“Wider.”

Both go wide, jaw aching and muscles straining. His smell circles her, invades get, controls her.

The rustle of fabric comes loud in her ears. Her heart thumps wildly in anticipation, her cunt flutters with its own eager response, but she remains still.

A wet brush across her lips. She resists the urge to lick the moisture away. Just…

“Stick out your tongue.”

He rests heavy and swollen in the center. She imagines the picture of them in her mind. Him still fully clothed… Her naked, blindfolded, and still… His cock a pulsing beacon between them, showing an eagerness absent from his face but for the tick of his jaw.

“Close.”

Her mouth engulfs him as he slides in, clear to the back. His hand holds her head, her hands stay folded behind her back. She the receiver of his pleasure, allowing him to guide them both.