Page 102 of Nuts

She nodded toward the bottle. “I thought you weren’t going to drink beer on the new couch?”

“I forgot.”

“You said, this cost too damned much money to stain it.”

My cock was begging to be freed of its restraint, and I wasn’t planning on keeping it waiting any longer. I reached for my belt. “I’ll finish the beer in the kitchen. First things first. Get your ass over here.”

Watching her parade around in various outfits for half an hour had me so sexually frustrated that I felt like I was going to explode. I pushed my pants to mid-thigh, got my cock in my hand, and pointed toward the couch.

“Get over here and bend over.”

Her eyes went wide. “You’re going to give it to me from behind?”

It came to me we’d never done it doggy style, and realized I should take it slow. I maintained my stern voice nonetheless. “I’ll give it to you however I want. Now, get your ass over here and bend over. I’m done fucking around.”

She motioned toward my cock-filled hand. “We’re doing the pants around the thigh thing, are we?”

“God damned right.”

“Okay.” She walked the length of the couch, and then unfastened her jeans. After she pushed them to her thighs, she bent over the couch and peered over her shoulder. “I’m ready.”

“No panties?”

“Why bother?”

I stroked my cock and gave a nod. “Good attitude.”

She pressed her boobs against the couch cushion and hiked her ass high in the air. Her inner thighs were touching and her pussy was all but cinched closed. With her jeans around her thighs, spreading her legs was impossible.

My level of sexual frustration was at an all-time high, leaving last minute changes out of the question.

I placed my hand against the small of her back. After guiding my cock between her legs, I slowly pushed myself into her wet pussy. A few cautious short strokes later, and I slid myself into her fully.

“Holy crap,” she gasped. “I like this.”

“Finally getting that little pussy of yours broken in.” I gave her full strokes as I responded, each one of them as slow as I could go. Not jackhammer fucking her wasn’t as easy as one might think. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Truth be known, her pussy was incredible. Not because she was young, or that it was tight from lack of experience.

It was because it was hers.

“It feels incredible.”

“Because I really like your hair, and because I think those jeans are in-fucking-credible, I’m going to give it to you slow.”

“Will you come in my mouth?”

Jesus fucking…

Christ.

“I might.”

“Please?”

I felt like I was living in a fairy tale. “We’ll see.”

Watching myself fuck her wasn’t in the best interest of guaranteeing sexual longevity, but I gazed down her perfectly shaped ass nonetheless. I watched my cock disappear into her folds over and over, her pussy clenching me like a warm wet vise each time I pushed myself into her.