He crawls between my thighs, spreading me wide, and blows a stream of cool air over my pussy. I’m already wet, embarrassingly so, and he seems delighted by it. “You’re such a good girl,” he whispers, like it’s a prayer. “So sweet and open for me. Do you have a hungry cunt, sweetheart? Let me taste.”
He goes down on me with single-minded intent, licking me with long, flat strokes, then circling my clit until I’m whimpering, hands clutching the sheets like I might fly off the bed. His tongue is hot and firm, and when he sucks on my clit, my whole body seizes with pleasure.
But Liam doesn’t let me finish. Instead, he slides a finger inside, then another, crooking them just so. I gasp, and whine a bit.
“Oooh, it’s too much,” I moan, twisting against his digits. “Your fingers are thick.”
“Shhh,” he hums. “You’re so tight, but I’m just stretching you out, baby,” he says. “I love how your vag grabs me.”
He adds a third finger, making me arch my back even more, and the pressure is intense but good. I squirm, half-laughing, half-crying, and he licks his lips before bending to kiss me, tongue still tasting of me.
He keeps finger-fucking me slow and deep, then, without warning, circles my anus with a slick, searching finger. I tense, but his mouth is right by my ear. “Shh, baby. You can take it. You want to, don’t you?”
I nod, breathless. I’ve never done this before, but the way he says it makes me want to.
He goes back to my pussy, fingers pistoning, but all the while, his other hand keeps gently pressing against my asshole, coaxing it open. There’s no pain, only an aching heat, and soon his fingertip slips inside my most taboo spot. I moan, loud, and he groans too, like the sound is his favorite flavor of music.
“You like it, don’t you?” he rasps. “You like having an older man’s finger deep in your ass. I can tell that you’re the type of hungry buttslut who’s going to require a buttfucking on a daily basis.”
Oh my god, what is he saying? But the sensation in my ass is delicious and I let out a throaty moan.
“Oh, fuck, Liam—” I gasp, shuddering as he strokes the two spots in tandem. The pleasure is so sharp it almost hurts. I can feel how drenched I am, slick pooling on his hand, and the thought that he’s making me into his perfect slut makes me delirious.
He fucks me like this, one finger in my ass and the other hand working my cunt, until I’m wild with it, crying and mewling while squeezing my own nipples. “Good girl,” he keeps saying, and every time he does, I get closer.
He pulls out just before I come, and rolls me onto my belly, hips in the air. “Stay like that,” he commands, and I do, needy and compliant. He slides behind me, lining his cock up at myentrance, but before he pushes in, he leans over, planting a kiss on the small of my back.
“You ready, Simone?” he asks.
I whimper, “Yes,” and he slides into my steaming vag, slow and steady, filling me to the hilt. He’s huge, and I feel every inch, the stretch perfect, overwhelming.
“Ahhhh!” I cry out, throwing my head back. “Unnnnh!”
“You have such a horny, hungry cunt,” Liam rasps in back of me. “Fuck, my little fuckslut is so wet.”
He thrusts with deliberate care, pulling all the way out and then plunging deep. I can hear how wet I am, every stroke a slick, obscene sound. The bed rocks under us, but I barely notice—I’m lost in the heat and fullness, the sensation of being entirely possessed.
“Ooooh!” is my wordless wail.
He keeps one hand on my hip, guiding me back onto him, while the other snakes around to rub my clit. I shatter almost instantly, the orgasm ripping through me so hard I scream into the pillow. He rides me through it, never stopping, his own breathing wild.
I feel him start to lose control, the rhythm getting frantic, and with a final loud roar, the huge man slams into me deep as his penis pulses, spraying jism all over my fertile fields. But then his roar morphs into a scream, and I turn immediately to look at him over one shoulder.
“What’s wrong?” I gasp.
“Oh shit, I don’t have a condom on,” he says in a panicked voice even as his cock continues to pulse virile jizz into my squeezing pussy. “Oh shit oh shit!”
But I merely back my ass up, so that he can’t pull out.
“It’s fine,” I moan as climax overtakes me again. “You’re safe, Liam. You’re fine. Come in me hard, fast and unprotected. It’s what I want.”
Liam lets out another roar, spurts of hot spunk spraying into my depths. We moan and pant and cry out, our pleasure twining into an ecstatic haze as we enjoy each other’s bodies to the max. Finally, Liam slams into me a last time, and then I feel the hot splash inside, his cock twitching as he empties himself fully. For a second, everything is white noise and rushing blood.
He stays inside, collapsing gently on top of me, arms caging me in. We’re both slick with sweat, chests heaving, bodies tangled.
“Fuuuuck,” he moans. “Goddamn.”
After a minute, he pulls out, and a rush of sticky warmth leaks down my thighs. I flop onto my back, staring at the ceiling in a daze of pleasure.