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Beef with Broccoli

Date: 2/12/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Erotica, Written by women, Author: CandyXLove, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

that I wonder if he can feel it through his jeans when I grind up into his waist. He kisses down my throat to my sternum, hooks his fingers under the edge of my top and one of the cups of my bra and pulls down until my nipple pops out. He pulls it immediately between his wet lips and liquid lust just pours down from his mouth along my spine and up to my clit. He sucks it gently between his teeth, testing my hardness. I'm being stitched all over with needles forged from pleasure. He shifts his weight so I'm still on my back and he's on his hip beside me, pulling at the drawstring on my pants. "Can I touch you, Lindsay?" he slides his hand along my lower belly to the edge of my panties. "Can I feel how wet you are for me?" "Please," I beg, arching my back. His fingers slip easily into my black lace panties and cup my sex, heat against heat. "You shaved," he whispers, wiggling the tip of his middle finger in the tight crease of my outer lips. "Were you hoping for Valentine's Day company?" "Against all odds," I sigh as he strokes through my inner lips. "Those stairs, though. They make it hard to...to..." He pushes one finger all the way inside me. I can't do anything but breathe and feel my walls close around him. "Hard to have random delivery guys decide to drop by on the off chance you'd like to give them more than a generous tip?" He moves his finger in small circles inside me, feeling my interior walls before focusing on stroking the spot along the front that makes my whole ... pelvis feel full and tight. "Two fingers," I moan. "Please, I want to feel you open me up." He works a second finger inside me and continues rubbing my spot. He's not trying to get me locked into climax yet, only building excitement for now. He pulls his fingers halfway out of me and scissors them against each other to push and stretch my inner lips. He thrusts his fingers back in up to his knuckles and brushes my clit with his thumb. My temperature shoots up. I don't know why he can't see I'm boiling under my skin, the heat tingling in every follicle of every hair. My spine curls back on itself like a leaf before the flame and I arch harder into him as his fingers stoke and build the pressure inside my body until I'm surprised my lungs are still able to push any air in and out at all. "That's it, you're so close," Jay rubs the tip of his nose against mine, then pulls back only a few inches. "Come for me. I want to watch it on your face." I pant while he presses harder inside me, his thumb working furiously over my nub. I finally feel the fluttering edge of the unbearable tension and rush down the slope of release, my legs shaking and toes clenched. The wave of pleasure peaks inside me and washes down to his fingers, soaking my thighs. The contractions inside me are so strong he has to fight to keep his fingers there, no longer bearing down on my triggered G-spot but slowly massaging through my pulsing spasms. "Keep going," I moan. "I do multiples. I'll come for you again if ...