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Juicy. Noelle Mack
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Aroused and massively stiff, Jaz swayed a little. His eyes glowed darkly, on fire with lust. “I can’t decide how I want you,” he said.
“On all fours,” she replied.
“You read my mind. Guess you know I want to pull those panties down for you too. But don’t take them off. Tease me.”
She moved backward on the bed, spreading her legs open. “These are the cheerleader kind. Snow white and soft.”
“Rah rah.”
Bliss tucked a fold of the white cotton into her labia, rubbing one finger over the clit he couldn’t see. He got down on the bed and got to work on her nipples, sucking them with tender skill in turn, then taking a break to watch her stimulate herself with her panties on.
“Is that what you do when you’re by yourself?”
“Uh-huh,” she said. “I like to fantasize…and I like to masturbate.”
He growled and bit her neck. “What women do when men aren’t around totally turns me on.”
“You’d be amazed,” she said wryly. She reached down and clasped his cock. “But the real thing is best.”
Jaz pushed her down and got over her on all fours, spreading her legs apart and kissing her roughly, his tongue deep in her mouth while he bumped the head of his cock against the front of her white panties.
“I can feel how wet you are,” he whispered. “I think it’s time to get those panties down. Turn over.”
He scrambled up and let her get on her hands and knees, staying in back of her, breathing hard.
Bliss tossed her hair over her shoulder and looked back at him. “Want me to pull them down?”
“Yeah. Little by little. Like you’re all alone in your apartment, thinking about your boyfriend and putting on a show for him when he isn’t even there. Getting yourself hot.”
“I’m thinking about you. I know how much you like this, Jaz.” Bliss rested her blushing face on the cool sheets and reached behind her, hands on her ass cheeks. She touched the panty elastic and rolled ’em down, revealing herself halfway.
“Perfect,” he breathed. “Your ass is so round and sexy. C’mon. Show it off.”
She used her thumbs to position the rolled panties at the crease below her buttocks, knowing that he was drinking in the sight of her bare behind. Submissively, she clasped her hand over the back of her neck.
“I don’t want to touch myself,” she murmured. “Not yet.”
Jaz came closer and rested a big, warm hand on each cheek. “You into spanking?” he asked.
Bliss smiled into her tumbled hair. “Sure,” she said. “A sexy one. Sometimes I really need it.”
“Need one now?” He stroked her butt, moving his hands in big circles over her smooth flesh. She could feel a well of moisture rising from deep inside her pussy, soaking the rolled-up panties that held her thighs together.
“Yes,” she whispered.
Jaz sucked in a breath and smacked her behind several times, making her cry out with pleasure. He was just forceful enough, hard enough to give her intense stimulation but not hard enough to leave a mark.
“Want more?” he asked. His voice was low and ragged. His cock was swinging and it bumped against her thigh, leaving an exciting hot streak of pre-cum.
“Yes. Yes, please.” He gave her what she asked for: bare-bottom discipline that brought her very close to release. A sensual spanking did it for her every time.
He soothed and stroked her ass, parting her cheeks to look at her anus, she knew. Bliss heard him open a bed table drawer, looking for the lube. She raised her hips higher, giving him a do-it wiggle, and burrowed into a pillow.
With one fingertip, he smeared cool lube around the hot hole, pressing it and sensing her readiness, and stroking her back and hips with the other hand.
“Guess you like to get finger-fucked in the ass too.”
She nodded into the pillow, pushing back against his probing finger. Thick as it was, it slipped in easily, thoroughly lubed, and Bliss moaned. He began to thrust it in and out of her asshole very gently, but going deep, making sure she knew who was boss this time around.
The anal sensation made her hungry for pussy penetration, but she didn’t want to rush it. Ass play done right was delicious, and Jaz did it better than any man she’d ever been with.
He didn’t seem to want to talk, just kept doing it. He folded back the rest of his fingers into a big fist that bumped her ass and made the thrusts slower, almost forcing her to push back and get her ass well fucked.
“Good girl,” he said. “You like to take it in the ass…I like to give it.” But Jaz pulled his finger out. “Stay there.”
Bliss obeyed. He left and she heard running water; then he came back with a washcloth, scrubbing gently between her cheeks, and wrapping the wet cloth around his fingertip for a little bonus stimulation, laughing when she wriggled. “C’mon. On all fours. I want to see what your face looks like after that.”
She rose and twisted around to look at him, her hair hopelessly tousled and her mouth a little swollen from being pressed into the pillow. She stuck out her tongue at him and he grabbed her hair, lightning fast, but it didn’t hurt. “You’re a brat. But you’re a beautiful brat.”
He let her go. Bliss arched her back and stretched like a cat. She was ready to get her pussy pounded and threw him a hopeful look. Jaz shook his head. “Not yet. Stand up.”
He sat on the edge of the bed, his legs far apart. The size of his erection and the muscularity of his thighs made it impossible to close them and his balls were too big for that. He grabbed Bliss by the hips and positioned her in front of him.
The white panties were bunched below her pussy, wet and succulent. He put two fingers between her labia and brought a taste of her juice to his mouth, then bent his head to lick her clit as lightly as she’d licked the head of his cock.
Bliss closed her eyes and tipped her hips forward, letting her hair swing over her back, enjoying the silky feel of it and the even silkier feel of his long tongue.
She wanted to get her panties lower and stand so he could really eat her out, and she slipped her hands under the elastic, hesitating for only a second.
“Get ’em down to your knees,” he ordered. “And get your legs wide apart. Keep those panties stretched, like they’re about to rip.”
He could read her mind, Bliss thought with satisfaction. She edged the panties down, stepping to keep them taut between her legs. He grabbed her ass with both hands and buried his face in her pussy, going for maximum oral action with upward thrusts of his amazing tongue.
Bliss got her hands into his black hair, holding on tight and crying out. The deep tonguing and wanton licking were putting her over the moon.
And speaking of that, the moon had risen, and the bedroom was bathed in its blue light. Jaz pulled back and looked at her, standing in front of him while he sat, running his hands all over her body and resting his head worshipfully against the crescent of her lower belly, smelling the fragrance of her skin and her sex. He got the panties the rest of the way off.
“Lie down, Bliss,” he murmured. “Right in the middle of my big bed. I never wanted a woman the way I want you. Never.”
He slid on the condom he had at the ready and they tumbled back into the sheets, rolling around wantonly. “Didn’t you want me on all fours?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he gasped. “Oh, yeah. I did. You make me lose my mind.”
She rolled off him and let him go, getting on her hands and knees, then