Chapter 11
MATT
The second Simone climbed into my truck and parted her thighs for me, I knew I was in trouble. I’ve been having very impure thoughts about her ever since she turned eighteen, and I’ve tried my best to keep it in check, even going so far as to cancel last year’s camping trip, but I couldn’t stay away anymore. I had no idea she was going to be so damn eager, though.
Her brown eyes stay locked on mine, and when she grinds her pussy against me again, I grip her hip tightly, giving her a warning look.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.
“I thought you said you were going to give me what I want,” she pouts.
Her tits are mostly underwater, but I can still see enough to make my damn head spin. When she’d stripped out of her clothes and ran off in that tiny bikini, I’d nearly busted a damn nut. I’ve been covered in precum since she scooted in close to me in the truck, and I have no idea how in the fuck I’m going to survive this trip.
When she parts her lips and sucks in a quick breath, I lose what little restraint I have and press my lips to hers. She immediately opens for me with a moan, running her tongue along mine as she clings to me even tighter. Her whimpers are driving me crazy, and when she grinds against me even harder, I growl and kiss her harder until she’s pulling back with a gasp. Her eyes are heavy-lidded and her breaths are fast, little pants that make her chest rise and fall in a hypnotic rhythm.
“Please,” she begs. “I can’t take it anymore, Matt. I need to cum.”
“You’re not the only one,” I growl, pulling my trunks down enough to expose my cock. I roughly yank her bikini bottoms aside and press her against me, groaning at the feel of her pussy against my shaft. “Fucking hell, baby, are you shaved?”
“Yes,” she purrs, smiling like the little seductress she is. “Do you like it?”
“God, you know I do now take your pleasure, little girl, before I change my mind. Use my cock and cum for me like a good girl.”
She moans at my words and grinds against me in a fast rhythm, chasing her pleasure like the wild little thing she is. I watch her, drinking in the sight of her and knowing I’ve never seen anything as sexy as Simone grinding against my cock. I keep her held tightly against me as I step onto the ladder so I can lift her a bit.
When her full tits are out of the water, I immediately bring my mouth to one. I tongue her nipple over the fabric, and when it’s not enough, I roughly tear it out of the way and wrap my mouth around her full tit, sucking her in and making her gasp.
“Fuck,” she whimpers when I roll my tongue over her hard nipple before giving her a soft bite.
I cup her ass tightly, working her harder against me. “Cum with me,” she moans, digging her nails into my back. “Please cum with me, Matt.”
I groan and bring us higher up the ladder, even though it’s putting us slightly in view. I’m counting on the setting sun to keep us in enough shadow to not be too visible from shore. There’s no way in fuck I’m going to miss the sight of cumming on Simone’s sweet young body, though.
Her small hips grind on me even faster, and I dig my fingers into her ass and warn, “Don’t fucking scream,” right as she cums hard and bites my shoulder to keep from screaming my name.
Her whole body tenses and the feel of her tight, bare cunt sliding along my cock is easily enough to bring me right along with her. With a groan I cum hard, shooting my load all over her stomach and tits. I can’t help but think of it as marking her as mine, but I know that can’t happen. This is enough, I tell myself. This one moment has to be enough.
I kiss my way up her neck, before finding her mouth and slowly kissing her as we both come down. Her small body trembles against mine as aftershocks rush through her. She cups my face with one hand and keeps her other arm wrapped around my shoulders.
When I pull back, she gives a soft laugh and says, “Holy fuck.”
I smile and look at her perfect, young body. The long braids of my cum cover her skin, and I wish she could stay like this forever. She looks down at the mess I’ve made on her and gives a soft moan. Instead of being disgusted, she looks downright ravenous. She cups her bare, cum-covered tit and lowers her face to it. I watch her as she runs her tongue over her tit, licking up my cum with a sexy moan before sucking her nipple into her mouth.
“Jesus Christ,” I groan, watching her suck her tit clean. I’m fully hard again before she’s pulled back enough to let her tit drop with a wet pop that will be embedded in my brain for the rest of my life.
“You taste good, Matt,” she says with a grin. “I want more, except this time I want to suck it from you.”
“You said you’d behave for me, Simone, if I made you feel better,” I remind her, trying like hell to get this situation back under control.
“I know, but that was before I realized how good you could make me feel. It never feels that good when I just fuck myself.” She runs her fingers over my chest. “If your cock felt that good like this, I can’t even imagine how good it would feel inside me.”
She dances her fingers along my abs before gently caressing my cock. “You’re so much bigger than I imagined you’d be.”
I groan at her words, at the feel of her hand exploring my cock, at the sight of her bare tit that’s still glistening with her spit, and at knowing that this situation is way out of control.
“This has to stop,” I tell her, cursing myself for not nipping this in the damn bud the second it started.
“Whatever you say, Matt,” she says, giving me a wicked grin. “Can you help me fix my bikini?”
She tries to make the question sound harmless, but the wicked little smile she’s giving me tells me all I need to know. I reach down and tug the tiny scrap of fabric back over her perfect tit, but her hard nipple is still straining against the top, and my jaw aches with the need to take her into my mouth again. I’m dying to know if the rest of her tastes as sweet. I’m guessing her pussy is a feast that I’d never want to come up from. For her sake, I hope I never taste her. I’m not sure I’d ever be able to stop.