Page 22 of Quid Pro Beau

“I don’t want to hurt her,” I admit.

“You won’t.”

“Are you sure I’m not going to like poke her in the head or something?”

Daisy laughs. “No, there’s stuff in there in between my vagina and my uterus.”

“I should have paid closer attention in health class, I guess. I was mostly concerned with learning how to use rubbers so I could avoid this situation.”

“I think that’s what most of us got out of health class,” she says.

I take a step back to look at her naked body. “You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen,” I say.

“I feel like the sexiest when you look at me.”

“So what position will work best because I don’t want to put my weight on you? I don’t want to do anything that could hurt you or her.”

“I can be on top, like last night. Or you can take me from behind.”

I squeeze my eyes shut and squeeze the root of my dick. “I’m going to do everything I can to not nut too early, but you are driving me insane, Little Mama.”

Her head tilts. “Do you have a pregnancy kink?”

I shake my head. “No, I have a Daisy kink.” I tweak her nipples. “Now get up on that bed on all fours.”

“Yes,” she hisses and moves to obey my command.

Like this I can see all of her. The heavy weight of her tits hanging. The curve of her waist that almost disappears completely from some angles. The rounded belly that houses that perfect little miracle. Her plump ass and thick thighs.

“Yeah, you, Little Mama,” I say running my hand up the curve of her ass to her neck. “You are my kink. This, seeing you like this, this is my porn. Goddamn, you’re sexy.”

She wiggles. “I’m making a mess on my thighs. Please Beau. Fuck me.”

I reach between her legs and find she’s not lying about the mess. She’s drenched. I shift my body and rub my cock through her moisture, coating myself. Then I press the head of my dick to her entrance.

“It might be harder to take you if I wasn’t so turned on. Because you are bigger than Timothy in every way.”

That unleashes some sort of primal urge, and I thrust forward, bottoming out inside her. My balls slap up against her body, and she moans.

“Too much?” I ask.

“No. It’s perfect.”

I grip her hips and start to pump myself inside her. Nothing has ever felt so good. Not the first time I tugged myself to climax. Not the first time I sank into a woman. No blow job or toy or anything. There is nothing that compares to the wet heat and the tight grip of Daisy.

She lowers down on her elbows, which lets me sink deeper.

“Faster,” she breaths. “Every time you slide back in your balls hit my clit.”

“You’re perfect,” I grit.

“Keep going. You’re totally going to make me come,” she whines.

I try to keep my rhythm stable and try not to grip her hips too hard. But I’m losing my ability to think.

“Yes, Beau, right there. Oh shit!” She comes and her body squirms away from me. She squirts again. “Oh fuck, I did it again. You must be magic.”

I chuckle. “I think we’re just magic together.” I lie on the bed and pat my thighs. “Now ride me til I come. I want to be looking in your eyes when I do.”