1. Skittles


    Date: 8/14/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Author: sprite, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    all over her lips, groaning as I watched her lick them clean and swallow every drop she could rescue. She was insatiable, reaching up to wrap her arms around my neck and pull me to her, kissing me hard, giving me a taste of my own medicine. “Can I have another?” I could have played dumb. I didn’t. I knew what she wanted. Another skittle. One of the red ones. I should have refused her, but at the point, if she’d asked me for my last dime, I’d have told her yes. Fumblingly, I managed to fish a couple more from the vial and fed them to her, one at a time, before propping myself up against the head board, against a pillow, watching her, waiting for whatever came next before. I didn’t have long to wait before she was running her hands all over her damp, flushed flesh, gasping and moaning, with each touch as if her nerve endings had grown incredibly sensitive. Curious, I sat up and gently tangled my fingers in her hair, holding her still while I blew on her nipple. She writhed, trembling from head to toe, her bright blue peepers rolling back in their sockets. I tenderly kissed the tip, giving it a flick with my tongue, before sucking it between my lips. I thought she was having a seizure at first, and then, she giggled and slipped free from my grasp, scrambling to the far end of the bed, where she her cute little ass on her heels and regarded me, wide eyed and open mouthed. “You make me feel amazing,” she whispered, the look on her face reminding me, once again, of how young she ...
    was. “It’s the candy, doll,” I said with a shrug, at which she shook her head violently, her blonde mane covering most of her face when she stilled. “I never felt like this at Ivy’s.” “Yeah, well, I guess I’m special.” That’s when my conscious did an ugly thing; it reared up and smacked me upside the head. Laugh all you want, but I’d always seen myself as one of those white knight types. Yeah, the armor was a little rusted and tarnished, but usually, I tried to do the right thing. Rescuing Olivia from that mess had been the right thing to do. Doing the nasty with her until she couldn’t see straight, however, might have pushed me into a gray area. “Listen, Kid, you’re high. Maybe we should cool it, let you get some sleep and then, in the morning, we’ll get you back to your family.” She giggled. It looked cute on her, dammit. “Maybe I don’t want to go back. Maybe I like it here. Maybe I could be your dirty little skittle girl,” she grinned, reaching down between her legs and stroking her glistening pink opening while licking her lips seductively. She paused long enough to blow me a kiss before licking her fingers clean of her own cum. God, how I wanted to ravish her until she begged for mercy. “Kid-“ “Don’t call me that again, Chase,” she spat, her eyes narrowing for a split second before she broke out into a stoned sounding giggle. “Sorry. I’m a bad girl. Maybe you should spank me some more.” “Maybe I should, doll.” Quick as lightening, she bounced her way across the mattress ...
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