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Hard Candy
Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: LushStories, Rating: 100, Source: sexstories.com
huh… You love sucking that dick don’t you…” “Yes,” I sputter. "I fucking love it." I’m quickly coming undone, no longer the pretty thing that walked in your door, but I don’t care. The heat and sweat is between my breasts and thighs and damp along the back of my neck. My hair is a mess in your grip and tears are running from my eyes, my chin wet with a mixture of saliva and your pre-cum, combined with the sugar from the lollipop that still coats my tongue and lips. Your cock is like candy to me. My hand moves between my thighs and I begin rubbing the crotch of my boyshorts, feeling the friction of the material against my clit. You slap your meat against the side of my cheek, telling me what a bad girl I am for trying to get off without your permission. But I want to come. I’m so desperate to distract you that I hear myself begging for you to fuck my mouth again, unconcerned about whether I seem as debased as my own ears are telling me I sound. “Open your mouth.” I tilt my head back and my lips open, my tongue sliding out as you purposefully spit into my mouth. It spatters on my lips and onto my tongue just before I flick it along the underside of your shaft. Then you use your hands to push my wet sweaty hair back off my face before sinking your cock back into me again. You thrust into my mouth rather mercilessly this time and I give into you, still frantically rubbing my clit in rhythm to your movements until I’m on the edge of my own climax. You can see this too. It’s in ... the erratic way my body is responding and suddenly you pull out and sink to your knees in front of me. Your hands move around my throat. “You wanna come for me, babydoll?” “Yes,” I gasp as you tighten your grip. “Fucking come then. I wanna watch your pretty face.” I bite down on my lower lip, whimpering against the pressure of your hands around my neck. My eyes are locked on yours and they’re hot and intense. I think about the way you’re going to fuck me. About how you’re going to use my slutty little holes until they’re raw and sore and how much I want all of it, the heat, the pain, and the intense release. “Fuck, yeah,” I choke out. You tighten your hold just as I start to come. Your mouth is merely inches from mine and I can feel your warm breath on my face. I’m writhing on my knees, grinding against my own fingers as I orgasm, with you holding me up by the neck because all I want is to sink down onto the floor. I’m trying to breathe and just when I think I never will, your mouth locks on mine, and you release my neck and pull my body toward yours. Now I’m gasping against your mouth, breathing your breath. Your tongue slides past my lips and you’re kissing me hard, despite the soft whimpers in my throat. Soon we’re both panting together. “Fuck me,” I sob, my pussy still hot and swollen from my orgasm. “Nuh uh.” “Yes, put it in me.” I sound so needy; I’m almost manic with my demands. “Baby, I’m going to fuck every hole,” you growl, sliding your tongue along the rim of my ear ...