His Nasty Little Pussy

I smiled against her pussy when I saw her pinching both her nipples in a grip that must have been almost as hard as my own had been earlier.

In between long, slow licks to her clit, I said, “Just relax, Simone. I’m going to give you a different kind of orgasm now. I want to see if your pussy is as perfect as I think it is.” I circled my tongue along her clit, toying with the tight, swollen bud. “I want to see your little cunt squirt all over my hand.”

“What?” she asked, but her voice was nothing more than a ragged gasp as I firmly stroked her G-spot.

My tongue brought her another orgasm, but as she was in the midst of that, a new one crashed into her. My mouth smiled around her clit when I felt the hot liquid gush out of her pussy to soak my hand.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Growling against her skin, I lowered my mouth, licking and sucking her pussy clean. Her delicate folds quivered against me as I buried my face as deep into her pussy as I could. I ran my tongue along her slit, giving each of her lips a gentle bite before kissing every inch of her.

She was sprawled on the bed, gasping and completely worn out. My cock ached with need. I wanted nothing more than to ram my dick into the hot wetness of her, but I couldn’t. What I’d just done was bad enough. Instead, I gave her pussy one last kiss, breathing in the smell of her, storing the memory of it away so I’d have it forever. I rested my head on her stomach, and she immediately brought her hands down to stroke my hair and face.

“What was that, Jack?” she asked, and I could hear the amazement and wonder in her voice.

I smiled at her innocence, wondering how in the hell no other guy had ever taken the time to do that for her. I was happy I was the first, but even just the idea of someone else touching her, making her cum, was enough to make my blood boil.

I kissed her stomach, bringing one hand up to lightly stroke one of her arms.

“I gave you a G-spot orgasm. Your pussy is perfect, Simone, just like I knew it would be. You squirted all over my hand when you came like the good girl I always knew you were.”

She giggled, making her stomach dance beneath my head. I stroked her soft skin, marveling at how tiny she was. I could probably stretch my whole hand out and it would almost cover her entire stomach from hip to hip. Being around her was absolute torture, though. I kept reminding myself that it couldn’t last.

I rolled onto my back, sighing, begging my cock to go down and give me some peace.

Within seconds she had her body nestled in close against mine. God, how did she fit me so perfectly? It was like her body was molded just to fit mine.

My cock had completely sprung free from my boxers and was so engorged I feared it would never go down again. Hesitantly, Simone reached her hand down to touch it. Seeing her small hand stroking my cock with featherlight touches almost made me shoot my wad right there.

“We can’t do this, Simone,” I try to tell her. “You know we can’t.”

“Please, Jack, just let me make it better for you.”

Her hand gripped my shaft, gently stroking me all the way down before running her fingers over my balls. I can’t stop the groan from escaping my mouth.

“You just made me feel so good. I just want to be able to do the same for you,” she murmured as she slides down, positioning her face by my dick.

When I saw her suck the head of my dick in between her plump, pouty lips, I knew I was a goner. She stroked my shaft while she tongued and sucked on my head, driving me crazy at the feel of her hot, wet mouth. I wanted to force her down onto her knees, grab her hair in my hand, and force feed my cock down her throat while she gagged against me, but I didn’t. She wasn’t mine, and this was most definitely a one-time thing.

Slurping sounds filled the room. She stroked me faster now that my dick was lathered up in her spit. She slid her head down further, bobbing her head up and down, but she still wasn’t able to take me all the way in. I gripped the sheets to resist grabbing onto her hair and forcing myself into her.

She moaned around my dick, sucking me like I was the tastiest thing she’d ever had in her young mouth. I was so close, but I held off, enjoying the show too much to let it end just yet. Her tits brushed my thigh, and I reached a hand down so I could cup one. Her perky tit filled the palm of my hand, and she groaned when I gave her taught nipple a sharp pinch. The vibration of her groans around my cock mixed with her vigorous sucking and the feel of her tit was enough to send me over the edge.

I gasped as pleasure roared through me. My cock pulsed in her sweet mouth as I sent shot after shot of my cum into her. It was an insane amount, and all I could think was that it should’ve been going straight into her fertile little womb.

Simone’s throat worked as she swallowed everything I gave her, and when she finally slid her mouth off me, her lips were swollen and red from the abuse they’d just taken. She looked more beautiful than I ever thought possible with her post-orgasm glow, tousled hair, and swollen mouth from sucking my cock.

She gave me a triumphant smile that had me laughing as she snuggled back into me again. I wrapped my arm around her, dreading the moment all this would end.

“Thanks, Jack,” she whispered against my chest, letting her fingers graze across my pecs.

I danced my fingers along her back, trying to think of the right words, hoping she would understand.

“Simone, that was amazing, but you know we can’t do this again. None of this should’ve ever happened.”

“I know you still think that.”

“I think it because it’s true. You’re not mine. You can’t be mine.” The words hurt like hell to say, but there was no use in beating around the bush. This was painful enough as it is.

Simone sat up, and at first, I thought she was going to argue with me, but instead she got out of the bed and started towards the door. Her supple young body was outlined by the hall light, and my cock gave a jump at the sight of her.

Before she walked out, she looked back at me and said, “I’ve always been yours, Jack. You just don’t see it yet.”

And with that, she turned around and left, leaving me alone with nothing but the memory of her.