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The bathroom echoed with the grunts and slapping flesh of a man stroking out his load to calm his raging arousal. This had to be Devon’s third trip to the bathroom in the last 4 hours. It was either that or walk around with a hard on and lie saying that he spilled beer on his pants. Devon wasn’t normally this out of control. In fact he was the model of restraint. With dark hair and wanton green forest eyes with a sexy stubble he was a 27 year old stud with the devil’s looks and exuding sex from every pore.
Women swooned before him. He was 18 when he lost his virginity. It was to Mrs. Atwater the history teacher at his high school. Now that was a MILF. Succulent curves with long honey gold hair that a man could wrap his fist around while riding that juicy ass hard. She taught him all sorts of sexual things that only experience could teach. She had awakened his alpha male in the bedroom and taught him the benefits of controlling his arousal so he could prolong not only his pleasure but his partner’s.
Right now that control was lacking. And little Mia Ramsey was the cause. He had enough fantasies about her to fill a hard drive.
“Hey, Devon! Did you fall in, man?”
Devon’s best friend, Alex, was banging on the door as if there was a fire. Devon flushed the toilet and ran the faucet to wash his hands. When he opened the door his friend was watching him with a raised eyebrow.
“You okay, dude?” he asked with a sardonic smirk growing on his round face. “You got something wrong with your prostate? Or are you just jerking off in there?”
“Fuck off, Alex,” Devon punched him in the arm. Not with real force but enough to make Alex step back.
“It’s cake time, man,” Alex began walking away down the hall. “My baby sister only turns 18 once.”
Devon followed Alex outside with his hands in his pockets. The candles were lit and excited cousins and some high schoolers were surrounding a picnic table. Mia was in the center of it all. The Queen Bee in the hive wearing a red string bikini with a towel wrapped around her narrow waist and damp black hair curling past her shoulders.
Mia had creamy white skin with a lithe figure but lush round breasts appropriate for her body type and a perfect peach bottom ass. A slender girl with curves. Even though he just stroked out a nut, Devon felt a stirring in his loins again. Her velvet indigo eyes lit up with pleasure, her pink tongue moistening her chapped lips that were already dark magenta making them stand out like a beacon on her pale skin. A white heat flashed through his body to see those pretty lips purse reminding him of his mom’s dark pink roses from her rose bushes.
Mia had an adorable sexiness that appealed to Devon. She was an innocent angel with a dirty streak. There were moments where Devon detected an ambiguity in her words or the sexy, come hither movements of her body aimed towards him. His dominant personality wanted to thoroughly debauch her. He had a feeling that she would enjoy it immensely. He wondered if she was still a virgin at 18.
After everyone sung happy birthday and Mia blew out all her candles Alex’s mom started cutting the cake and handing out to everyone. Devon leaned against the tree growing in their yard and pretended to look through his emails on his phone.
“Devon you forgot to get a piece of cake.”
That sing-song cadence raked over Devon’s senses. He turned to see Alex’s baby sister adorned in a filmy white cover up that didn’t cover up anything being a white see through robe wrapped tightly around her slim curves. It was more tempting than flesh.
She was smiling and sweet holding out a plate of chocolate cake with pink butter cream frosting. Mia looked so innocent, like an angel. Devon took the cake nodding politely and sliced into the chocolate cake with his plastic fork. He shoved the piece in his mouth. It was a moist and creamy. It was perfect. But it also gave him lewd thoughts about the little angel watching him so intently.
“Oops, you have some left on your lip,” Mia cooed then without warning took her thumb and wiped away the extra butter cream. Then in front of Devon’s wide eyes took the frosted tip of her thumb into her rosebud mouth. She watched him as she sucked away at the pink cream frosting. Desire raced through his veins at the sight. The innocence in her eyes was replaced with a sultry smolder.
Did the little fool know what she was doing to him? Devon was so hard it hurt. He growled stepping up to her, their bodies a breath away from each other. Devon’s hands clenched fighting the urge to take her in his arms and crush her against his sinewy muscles. He watched her suddenly flush as midnight blue clashed with ocean blue. But she didn’t look away.
“Stop it, Mia,” Devon growled low, his voice whiskey sweet and sinful hitting the top of Mia’s spine. “You’re going to get yourself in trouble one of these days.”
“I don’t know what you mean,” Mia said softly, but her voice became throaty and husky making heat gather in Devon’s groin and spine. She had her hands behind her back, practically thrusting her round pert breasts at him. He could even see her nipples beaded through the red bathing suit as if reaching out for him.
“Don’t play games,” he growled. His pulse quickened with forbidden longing. She wet her lips with her tongue as she continued to watch him, staring boldly into his darkening green eyes. As if waiting for him to make a move. “Someone needs to take you over his knee and give you a good spanking. Teach you some manners.”
The little vixen’s lush mouth curved into a seductive smile. Her deep indigo eyes hooded in that sexy bedroom way. “Is that what you want, Devon? To spank my little ass?” She rose on her tippy toes then whispered silkily, “That’s what I want too.”
With that admission the vein in Devon’s neck throbbed. Blood raced through his body like lava. Excitement sparked in every nerve setting it on fire. He wanted nothing more than to indulge in her pretty flesh, to spank her peach bottom ass until it turned pink then kiss it better. He almost threw her over his shoulder to carry her off like some caveman taking his woman to his cave to have his way with her.
“Mia…,” he growled.
“Devon! Mia!” At the sound of her brother’s voice Mia immediately stepped back putting a good distance between them. The only indication of her want was the velvety flush in her cheeks. The rest of her went from smoldering temptress to innocent angel again. Devon wanted to roar with his need for her but he took a few deep breaths to calm the new raging erection in his jeans. His fists clenched and unclenched at his sides.
Alex walked up to them with his casual smile and started talking about the delicious cake. The three of them lapsed into a congenial conversation then Mia went back to her friends. Devon didn’t know if Alex noticed but he couldn’t stop staring at her scrumptious bottom as she walked away.
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Devon put distance between him and Mia for 3 weeks but then his apartment had to be fumigated for a cockroach infestation. Alex offered him a place to stay. Unfortunately that was the same week Mia came to visit to look at colleges in the city. Try as he might, the 27 year old’s eyes were drawn to her every movement no matter how small. Mia took it upon herself to cook for the boys and dammit if every move wasn’t her subtle way of trying to entice him.
The way she sliced the vegetables, when she bent over to blow on the steaming stew, ass out and showing some generous cleavage. Then when she swiped her finger at the basil tomato sauce, sucking it into her mouth while her eyes closed in ecstasy to savor the substance. Devon was walking around with a hard on it was so uncomfortable. Once at night he caught her getting a glass of water wearing nothing but a tank top and a pair of cotton panties with gray lace.
His chest tightened, it was getting a bit difficult to breathe like all the oxygen in the room thinned. He wanted to grind his cock into that tempting crevice of her apple bottom ass and inhale the feminine scent caught in her neck. He wanted to fill his hands with her plump breasts and tease her nipples until she writhed against him and whimpered his name. She only gave him a sweet smile, her body relaxing against the granite counter with her breasts thrust out at him in blatant invitation.
“You need to stop playing games, Mia,” Devon spoke low but his voice was husky, shaky with lust.
“What games?” Mia tilted her head innocently to the side. He could see her nipples poking through her cotton tank top just begging for his mouth. With incredible control Devon stalked her, placing one arm on each side of the counter, caging the vixen in as their noses almost touched. Mia didn’t cower but stood her ground. Her magnetic violet-blue eyes staring deeply into his. Waiting. Devon felt pinned by the heat and weight of her dark stare.
“Little Mia Ramsey,” Devon breathed in her coconut moisturizer and vanilla shampoo. He wanted to devour her. He wanted to lift her onto the counter, spread her shapely legs then rip her cotton panties off and bury his tongue inside her wet heat. Then he would follow with his big throbbing cock. “Do you even know what you’re doing?”
Mia surprised him with her movement. She licked his lips, pressing her body fully against his for a few blissful seconds then slipped away. Elusive, sumptuous like a cool breeze in an unbearable summer heat. But the soft tongue didn’t cool him, Devon’s body filled to the brim with savage heat that needed quenching.
“Don’t big bad wolves like the hunt?” she asked, her voice sweet but her eyes burned into his. Her lush pink lips turned into a suggestive smile when she eyed his crotch which was sporting a bulge. Then she swiftly turned around and went back to bed.
Devon’s whole body roared with the need for relief. Mia was asking for it. And dammit, Devon wanted to give it to her. But she was his best friend’s baby sister. Then again there was something about Mia that the dominant in him sensed would be his sexual equal.
She had an angelic appearance but Devon noticed the sensual devil simmering beneath just waiting for someone to guide her. She would be submissive but challenging. And he wanted to protect her. Protect her from some stranger who wouldn’t be so gentle and firm but hard and end up hurting not only her body but her spirit.
One thing was for sure. Devon wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer…
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One day, late in the afternoon while Alex was at work, Devon found his friend’s kid sister, Mia in bed asleep. Her black hair fanned out over the throw pillow with a heart stitched on it… and she was butt naked. Fuck.
Some magnetic force was drawing him into the room towards the bed (more likely his cock which sported a half chub at the moment). A blanket was draped over her hip giving Devon a tantalizing view of the cute dimples above her round perfect bottom. He wanted to bite into the ass. Slap it. Kiss it. Fuck it hard then make sweet love to it.
Mia shifted in her sleep making a soft feminine sound that made Devon’s cock jerk. He was cautious. He didn’t want to wake her. Yet. She was hugging an oversized teddy bear. Devon looked down on her, leaning against the wall by her bed with a predatory glint in his eyes and carnal grin.
Throwing caution to the wind, Devon settled himself right beside her, not pressing against her back yet. He reached out and gently moved her hair away revealing the seductive curve of her neck. Mia had a delectable mole right below her ear. Devon’s thumb glided over it as he leaned over and blew softly into her ear.
Mia shuddered. She made a rasping sound hugging her bear more tightly. Devon was gifted with a view of her luscious mounds. They were ripe apples he wanted to nibble and caress. He made himself more comfortable, lining his body the length of hers. His fingers trailed sensuously down her arm. She still didn’t wake. Smirking, Devon rubbed his whole hand down her side, resting on her waist.
Mia’s skin was warm and soft. Just like satin. Devon massaged circles into her hip. To his delight, Mia moved back closer, her supple rump pushing up against his crotch. Devon’s bulging erection strained against his denim.
Devon wondered if Mia was a heavy sleeper or if she was awake and giving him the green light. Well he wasn’t going to pass this up. Devon’s hand moved to her midriff feeling the satin of her navel. His mind raced with lewd thoughts on how to proceed further. Should he start licking that pussy that was so enticingly within reach? No. As much as he wanted Mia’s delicious heat he could wait. Right now Mia’s breasts were ripe for the plucking.
He could smell the candied scent of vanilla and coconut that was strongest on her neck. Her hair was fresh and clean and soft against his cheek. He buried his nose in those dark tresses. Cupping her breast Devon made hungry sounds in the back of his throat. It was honey soft. Plush. He savored the fleshy weight feeling it swell in his large palm. His arm pulled her into his body and Mia shifted slightly, rubbing against him. His dick pulsed.
Mia’s skin was so pliant and creamy. The pad of his thumb circled the rosy nipple. He watched entranced as it shriveled into a taut dark bud. He rolled it between his thumb and index finger loving how Mia moaned in her sleep. She was getting a bit more sensitive at his gentle touch, more responsive and yet to his mounting frustration still asleep.
Devon left the hard nubs of her breasts and instead stroked Mia’s shaven lips. They were so smooth and warm. He explored her satin entrance that began to moisten at his tender touch. Mia purred, opening her thighs a little to give Devon better access.
“Oh baby, I need you to wake up,” Devon whispered, his voice thick with need. He swore he saw a smirk flash across her achingly sexy lips.
Devon shrugged then kept his mouth busy, nibbling her fragrant neck. His tongue traced her pulse, feeling it speed up. Mia may have been asleep but her body was coming awake at his sensual touches. With a groan against her skin, Devon pushed a finger into fiery slick paradise. He felt her walls flex and spasm around him, adjusting to the invasion until they molded about his digit.
“Mmmm,” Mia squirmed against him. Devon wanted to take his clothes off and rub against Mia’s baby soft skin but he was reluctant to leave the velvet heat caressing his finger. Damn it why wouldn’t Mia wake up?
Lapping against her coconut skin Devon pressed another finger into her. Pulling her back, resting her on his chest he was able to cup her sex, his palm rubbing against her pulsating clit as he finger fucked her. Mia hugged her bear tighter, moaning into its soft furry belly. Devon throbbed with need. He wanted to bury his cock deep inside her and make her his. He wanted to kiss her, his tongue fucking her mouth while he pummeled her sweet sopping cleft. He wanted her to wake up!
Devon curled his fingers in her passage and Mia creamed, lubricating his palm. Devon was suddenly hit with a vanilla musk of her arousal. His mouth watered. He wanted to shove his tongue deep within those silky depths and drink her in until that’s all he could taste. His impassioned heart beat against his haughty chest so loudly he was sure the sound would wake her.
“Oh shit, Mia,” Devon breathed huskily in her ear, nipping at the cute lobe then soothing it with his tongue. “Wake up, baby.”
As if that did it, Mia rolled back into him, her china-doll face lifting upwards at him. Slowly she opened her indigo eyes and stared up at him. Devon stopped sliding his cunning fingers that were buried deep in her drizzling core.
“Look who’s awake,” Steve wanted to sound casual and confident but inside he was holding his breath. His stomach in knots. Would she scream at him? Would she hit him and cry rape? After what felt like forever, Mia squeezed on Devon’s fingers, shuddering as a small orgasm washed over her.
“About damn time you made a move, Devon,” she drawled throatily. Instantly Devon’s body relaxed. He pulled his fingers from between Mia’s moist thighs. Then he placed his cream coated fingers against Mia’s lips.
She met his gaze with equal lust. Mia opened her mouth and sucked on his fingers hungrily. Her dreamy eyes then closed in bliss at her taste. She moaned in delight. Devon licked his lips, fully aroused at the kinky sight. His cock throbbing, cum dribbling from his crown, Devon withdrew his fingers then sucked on them. He tasted traces of her vanilla cream.
“You taste delicious,” he groaned, his voice sultry and dripping with sexual need. “I can’t wait to taste more of you.” Mia mewled cuddling deeper into Devon’s body. Then Devon did one of the most erotic things Mia ever experienced.
He wet his still musky fingers and slowly circled Mia’s bare tip. Mia shivered with sensual pleasure. Her nipple contracted, getting taut and sensitive. Her nipples were always connected to her clit. Whenever she played with them, sensation would arch to her red berry.
“Devon…,” Mia sighed a rush of warmth painting her cheeks a velvet rose. Her succulent breasts swelled with desire. She hugged her bear whose fur felt really good against her sensitive skin.
“Such a sweet angel,” Devon hissed into her ear. “But I know the little slut hiding beneath that facade.” Mia groaned a low yes pushing her hips down to meet his thrusting fingers. He felt her silken muscles clamp down on him and ripple. She cried out her third orgasm and Devon couldn’t resist. He crushed his mouth to hers swallowing her pleasurable moans.
Devon’s tongue warred with Mia’s, invading her mouth with a wet heat. He tasted traces of her love juices, felt the velvet texture inside her mouth and relished every inch. His finger meanwhile played with her throbbing clit with gentle circles, feeling Mia’s slender curves jolt at every playful flick. She was so sensitive after three orgasms that the feathery touch made her breath hitch and body jerk.
After minutes of ravishing kisses, Devon pulled back, his hand rubbing her belly in soothing circles until he felt her quivering muscles ease. He nibbled and licked her lips with soft sensual kisses. This was a dream come true for both and neither wanted to waste time talking about repercussions. Yet.
Mia, the little minx turned over to face him and wrapped her slender leg around his hip. Her hand cupped and stroked the monster caged inside his jeans. She smiled as she felt it throb.
“Are you wearing boxers?” she murmured against his lips. “Or did you go commando today?” Please say commando. The scrape of his stubble sent ripples of heat over her skin. He took her chin between his fingers and whispered huskily, “Why don’t you be a good girl and find out.”
Mia’s stomach squeezed in delicious expectation at the command. She liked being commanded. It made her cream to hear Devon’s whiskey roughened voice demand her to please him. She was still sleepy but she slowly made her way down and rested her head on Devon’s stomach. He was still fully clothed so pulling his cotton black shirt up, Mia planted soft lazy kisses on his rippled abs while she worked to free the object of her darkest dreams. With slow, tantalizing care, Mia unbuttoned and unzipped his denim. Devon gave a sigh of relief, the pressure against his swollen erection had eased.
“Commando,” Mia murmured breathlessly. “Sexy motherfucker.”
Her lips were electric. Devon’s nerve endings came alive with every tentative lick of her wicked tongue and press of her lush lips. The muscles in his abdomen clenched with anticipation as Mia’s kisses went lower. The ache in his loins increased. He wanted to push her head down but he didn’t want to ruin the moment. So he wrapped his hands around the iron bed frame, allowing the 18 year old girl freedom to indulge in her fantasy.
“Mmmmm,” Mia purred, pressing her face into his black pubes. “I like how good you smell down here.” So musky. The scent of a fully aroused, virile male called to the primitive female within her. She pushed her hand deeper into the confines of his jeans, her lips pressing intimately into his wiry hairs and the stem of his cock. Devon shuddered with a shaky breath as Mia traced her fingers lightly over the curve of his raging bulge.
He watched, arrested by the erotic sight of Mia running her nose and lips along the molten shaft, absorbing his male musk. When she brought her tongue into the mix Devon shivered, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the iron bed frame tighter.
“Oh fuck…,” Devon wanted to feel that naughty mouth on his hardened flesh. “Suck it, Mia. I need you to suck it, baby.”
Mia giggled. She knew the power she held over him for the moment. It was as intoxicating as Devon’s musk. His scent was driving Mia wild. Carefully she pulled his firm tumescence past the teeth of the zipper. It slapped against his hard stomach. She ran her hand over it, loving the molten silky feel, admiring its girth, its sinewy curve. Circumcised with a full red head leaking pre-cum just for her.
The young girl smiled, “Leaking already?” She came within inches, her mouth tantalizingly close to the crown. She blew warm air across it and felt it jerk in her palm. Devon lifted his hips, his cock smearing his cum across her lips. Mia licked her lips. She moaned.
“You like the way I taste, baby?” Devon’s voice was deep, rough with sexual heat and the sound went straight to Mia’s pussy making it cream. “Have a little more…” Mia obliged instantly. He found himself enveloped in moist velvet. The moment his cock passed between Mia’s lips the animal within him settled a little.
Feeling more in control now he raked his fingers through her dark tresses as he luxuriated in the wet voluptuous cavern of her mouth. Her lips caressed him while her tongue swirled around his length. Mia sucked so softly Devon thought he would go insane. She stroked him with her hand after a slow draw upward so she could concentrate on his leaking head.
“Fuck!” Mia’s greedy tongue gently probed his leaking slit. She loved the taste of him. Devon’s balls drew tight to the base of his cock, feeling his cum boiling and ready to blow. Sensing the tension in his body, Mia stopped. She held him in her mouth as his muscles relaxed. Then she continued to suckle but harder this time, traveling his full hard length. Her tongue following the sensitive veins with a fluttering tease.
“Your lips feel so good, baby girl,” Devon moaned watching her head bobbing on his stomach, her black hair velvety on his skin. “Just a little more, Mia. That’s it. Fuck you’re a bad girl!”
Mia savored the texture and heat of Devon’s cock. It was like velvet wrapped tight around an iron brand. As her lips formed a tight seal, her cheeks hollowing with every bob of her head, Devon stroked her spine coming to cup her peach bottom. It was incredibly erotic to feel Devon petting her, even more so when she felt his fingers stroking between her round cheeks.
Devon’s fingers played with her swollen pussy lips. He smiled when he felt how damp they were already. Making a teasing circle around her little forbidden rose hole, Mia’s moan vibrated erotically around his throbbing cock.
“You like that?” Devon grinned.
“Hmm-mmm,” Mia increased her efforts to make Devon come. Her hand worked in voluptuous rhythm with her lips and tongue. The room filled with loud sucking and Devon’s deep mismatched breathing as he approached ecstasy. He gave her booty a good hard slap, watching the creamy cheek ripple and flesh turn a rosy pink. Mia squealed around his dick. The pleasurable sting went straight to her clit.
“I’m going to make this ass mine,” Devon massaged the red cheek with soothing circles. “Would you like that?”
Mia whimpered. She worked the underside of his love staff, tracing every plump vein. Then with one final hard suck she heard Devon growl with a shudder. Mia’s mouth filled with Devon’s hot essence. He was a bit salty. A nutty aftertaste but Mia gave Devon’s balls a gentle squeeze to milk him, greedy for every bit.
An animal-like leer came into his eyes as his lips deepened into a lusty grin. Bad girl! He bunched a fist in her silky dark hair. His fingers digging into her scalp making it burn. Mia hissed in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“Naughty, naughty, Mia Ramsey,” Devon growled. She loved hearing him say her name. He pulled her head back, pinning her on her back with him on top of her. He wedged his thigh between hers, pressing against her slippery softness. “I didn’t say you could take my cum yet, did I?”
Mia’s breath caught. His mouth curved into a I’ve-got-you-now grin. Predatory and cocksure. Her whole body tingled with erotic sensation waiting for the punishing pleasure Devon was about to deliver.
“I’m sorry, Devon,” she whimpered, her indigo eyes apologetic beneath her jet black crescents of her lashes. Devon’s eyes strayed to her lips which were swollen from his previous harsh kisses. A drip of his cum was still at the corner of her mouth and he felt a new rush of desire. “I just wanted to taste it so bad. You taste so good.”
Devon loosened his grip in her dark hair, reaching up with his thumb to wipe away the drops of cum. Then he smoothed the white seed over her swollen bottom lip in a leisurely slide. Mia moaned, licking her lips tasting the nutty remnants of his release.
“It’s okay, angel,” Devon murmured. “But I’m going to have to teach you a few lessons in patience.” His knee rubbed intimately against her slick heat watching Mia sigh and arch, moving her hips to get more friction. He leaned forward and whispered into her ear, “I’m going to fuck you, Mia. Fuck you and then make love to you nice and slow until every boy who’s crossed your mind fades into nothingness.”
Mia shuddered with wicked delight. Everything about this man was sinful. The devilish glint in his dark green eyes, the graceful movements of his lean muscles, the way he laughed and smiled. All of him seduced her with a single heated look. She would do anything he asked her to do. Devon pinned Mia’s wrists above her head. She whimpered, a surge of sexual hunger shooting through her body.
“Stay,” Devon nipped at her lips. His other hand took a leisurely exploration of Mia’s creamy skin. Once he released her wrists he smiled to see Mia obey while he continued to worship every inch of her blushing skin.
His mouth watered at her breasts. They weren’t too big but neither were they too small. When he cupped them they fit perfectly in his palms. As Mia let out a soft sigh Devon lowered his head and swiped his tongue over the rosy nipple. Mia arched her back, wanting his whole mouth to consume the taut rosy kernel. But Devon continued to tease circles around her areolas. After getting it nice and wet he gently blew across it sending shivers all over Mia’s slender body.
She strained her chest upwards trying to convey her need. Her arching form only made her sex grind harder into Devon’s immovable thigh. But every time Mia brought her nipple closer to his mouth, Devon pulled away, his lips like velvet gliding along the sensitive tip that swelled in his mouth. Mia whimpered helplessly.
Devon flashed her a devilish grin. He tortured each breast until they were so taut Mia ached with the injustice of it all. Finally the man drew the tight bud into his mouth and suckled it hungrily. Mia gave out a cry of gratitude. Her pussy clenched with each soft tug and rasp of his tongue. He sucked on each nipple, kissing around the shriveled areola then sucking hard on the quivering bud. His cheeks hollowed out trying to fit the whole breast into his melting wickedly sensual mouth.
Devon reveled in the sweet taste of her skin. It seemed her natural taste. His cock steadily grew back to life. But he wanted to tease Mia a little more. She needed to be taught a lesson in manners. Mia felt the liquid fire of Devon’s tongue as it laved against her navel. Her abdominal muscles contracted exquisitely. She trembled feeling on the verge of another orgasm. She never had so many in one sitting. Each new climax was more intense than the last.
Settling himself between Mia’s spread creamy thighs, Devon admired the puffy moist lips before him. The image reminded him of an orchid. The outer lips shrinking back to reveal her inner lips and the crest of her sex. Devon’s thumb rubbed over the budding clit hearing Mia whimper, seeing her hips jerk.
“Mia Ramsey,” Devon’s voice was a hoarse whisper. “You’re melting.” Her juices made her whole sex glisten. Mia nearly fainted when she felt Devon’s lips pressing against her tender sex. She took hold of the iron framework of her bed, biting her lip against the sensations. Her body was exhausted with ecstasy and very sensitive. The slightest brush of his lips made Mia squeal in pain. Sensing her discomfort Devon kissed her inner thighs, spreading her love juices over them then drawing erotic patterns with his tongue.
After about 5 minutes, Devon resumed kissing her quivering pussy lips. Her scent aroused him. Vanilla wrapped around him, clouding his senses making his cock swell again. Though he wanted to shove his tongue into her channel, Devon patiently lapped against her satin folds. He took the outer lips into his mouth, giving them playful nips then soothing them with his tongue. He felt them saturate in his mouth.
Mia cooed and sighed. Every time she tried to press her hips forward, Devon would pull back. He did this repeatedly until she whimpered in desperation. He chuckled against her core. He was showing her that she was to wait on him to give her pleasure. Establishing his dominance. It aroused Mia even more. Finally Devon pressed his mouth more firmly against her. His whole mouth covered her pussy while his tongue feathered over her slit, drawing gentle circles around her drenched bud.
While his tongue whipped Mia into an urgent heat, Devon’s hands smoothed over her damp skin. The pads of his fingers teased her velvety nipples. The nubs contracted and ached while her breasts swelled with lust. His fingers flicked her nipples in time with his tongue flicking her engorged clit. The double sensation sent her reeling. The heat of his breath had her melting while his fingers and tongue had her shivering. Mia was sure to come again but Devon held off again to her mounting frustration.
“It’s no fun getting teased constantly is it?” Devon murmured with a wicked grin. Mia whined and writhed. She was going to explode with unanswered need. Maybe if she begged…
“Please, Devon, please please please,” Mia’s voice raw and hungry. “I need to come.”
“You’ve come so many times already,” Devon argued seductively. He gave her pussy one long lick. “You’re a glutton, Mia Ramsey.”
God she loved it when he said her full name like that. Butterflies fluttered beneath her skin every time he said it. Suddenly he sheathed his tongue inside her. Devon could feel Mia’s muscles grabbing at his wiggling tongue. Trying to draw him in the greedy muscles clenched around the invasion while Devon drank in her candy. He groaned again at her taste. It was the sweetest he had ever tasted and he wanted her cream on his tongue all. The. Time.
For about 15 minutes (or perhaps an hour, Mia’s mind was so clouded that time ceased to matter) Devon taunted and teased. He devoured her as he had always fantasized about. His tongue explored every velvet dripping inch of the tight channel. Mia was climbing once more to unbelievable heights. But Devon stopped abruptly. He crawled slowly over her heaving body, like a sleek panther whose muscles coiled in preparation for attack.
“Turn over,” Devon ordered. His voice rough silk that rasped in Mia’s ear, raking over her flawless glowing skin. She obeyed, anticipation vibrating through her body. Devon moved slow, like a jungle cat slinking through the forest ready to strike. He showed such restraint even when Mia sensed his primal need to just bury his dick deep inside her and claim her. Devon’s lips nuzzled her nape and heat curled in Mia’s belly. She purred when he next licked her flushed cheek. His tongue was wet satin leaving a trail of fire.
“You know what happens to naughty girls, Mia?” Devon nipped at her ear, his words dripping with sexual promise. Mia held her breath waiting. Her pussy contracted at Devon’s next words, “They get spanked.”
Mia bit her lip to contain the squeal of excitement but she could not hide the scent of her arousal that permeated through the air like a sensual miasma. Her big brother’s best friend’s hands smoothed over her coconut perfumed skin, savoring its satin warmth. As Devon kissed the slope of her spine, his hand moved down to caress her ample cheeks. He growled at their silky texture. So pillowy yet firm. He couldn’t resist…
Devon kissed one cheek then the other. Mia cooed as Devon worshipped her peach bottom with kisses that lingered longer with each passing kiss. Massaging the fleshy globes Devon playfully bit into one, smiling as he heard Mia’s whimpers. But she was promised a spanking.
“You going to spank it or kiss it all day,” Mia mocked. “I actually have plans later.” That earned her another bite, this one a bite harder leaving a red imprint. She gave a squeal of pained-pleasure.
Climbing over her, Devon hoarsely replied, “Watch it, angel, or do I have to tie you down and gag you?” He smiled to feel her whole body shudder with excitement. “Yeah you’d like that wouldn’t you, dirty girl.” He kissed her smooth white shoulder gently. “Next time.” He went back and kissed his bite mark, laving the symbol of his ownership over her with his gentle tongue.
Devon moved Mia’s long black hair over the big teddy bear she was still holding like a pillow. His breath warm and moist in her ear, “Whose ass is this?” He stroked her plump cheek waiting for her answer.
“Mine.”
SMACK! A crack filled the room. Devon loved the way her flesh rippled from the light disciplinary smack. Mia made a soft intake of breath and her body tensed.
“Who does this ass belong to, Mia?” he asked again, his body was smoldering. Mia could hear the confident provocative smirk radiating in his dark velvet voice. She flashed a naughty smile of her own, “Mine—Ah!”
The next slap was harder and went straight to Mia’s clit. After another slap, Devon soothed the delicious burn with loving caresses. Devon’s voice was like melted chocolate to Mia’s senses as he whispered in her ear, “I like how pink your bottom gets. Like a juicy peach.” Devon’s mouth was watering, craving another taste but he maintained his control.
Mia’s pussy contracted and ached as Steve resumed his spanking. After 3 consecutive slaps her behind was a rosy red. If her sheets were damp before then they were soaked through now. She groaned for relief. She wanted Devon’s fingers back inside her. Then she wanted his tongue. Followed by his big thick cock that she managed to catch a glimpse of last week. She had masturbated furiously with daydreams of having that mammoth beast thrusting deep and ruining her pussy for other men.
Devon kissed her nape, his tongue leaving a wet trail of heat in the whirl of her ear, “Now… whose ass is this, Mia? Who owns this plump juicy ass?”
Mia’s whole body shuddered with her second yet mini orgasm that day. Devon noticed, felt it. His dick responded by getting hard and pulsing with ravenous need.
“Yours, Devon,” Mia whimpered. “All yours.” She felt a shift in weight on the mattress and then Devon blanketing her body with his. He was still fully clothed, telling her who was in power and who was the dominated one. The cotton was a bit damp from Devon’s own light perspiration so it felt cool on her over heated skin. He pressed his manhood into her red buttocks as he turned her face and sealed his lips over hers. His tongue ravished the velvet heat of her mouth. When Mia pushed his tongue with hers, Devon groaned.
Breaking the kiss suddenly Devon asked breathlessly, “Are you a virgin?”
“No.” Mia was equally breathless.
“Are you on the pill?”
“Yeah. For 3 months now.” Mia felt Devon’s body shudder. He was relieved and excited.
“Good,” Devon ground his now swollen, bare erection into the crevice of her cheeks. It was like a silken brand gliding over her dripping pussy and fluttering rose hole. “Now… I’m going to get another taste of this juicy pussy of yours. And then…” Devon slowly swiveled his hips to emphasize his words. “I’m going to fuck you.”
“Condoms are in the night stand,” she said quickly. Devon reached into the drawer, almost pulling it straight out of the little night stand in his haste. He handed the wrapper to Mia.
“Open it,” he crawled back but not before lifting Mia’s hips and placing a small pillow beneath it to elevate them. Lying between her spread thighs, Devon heard Mia struggling with the wrapper.
“Damn it,” she hissed. “Why do these have to be so ti—ah!”
Devon had buried his face again in the hot cleft between her spread thighs. With a hungry groan, he pushed his tongue deep into her love channel and felt her muscles try and grab onto it with greedy intention of pulling him deeper. He couldn’t wait to bury his dick to the hilt inside her. He hadn’t been able to jerk off for the two weeks that Mia was here. He was afraid Mia would walk in on him and Devon felt it was rude to get your cum on a friend’s sheets or furniture.
Mia pressed her beautiful behind back against him. Devon massaged the fleshy globes. Slapped them one at a time getting them a glowing red. Every slap trembled to her throbbing clit. Devon pushed his finger into her molten entrance. Her passage was so slick it went in no problem. He curved his finger to stroke her deep and slow. Mia moaned deep in her throat. Devon was hitting all the right points. But she needed something thicker inside her now.
“Devon…,” she begged, her voice breathy and incredibly sexy.
“Yes?” Devon smiled evilly as his thumb circled her throbbing bud while deeply fingering her. She jolted when his fingers curved over her g-spot. He could feel the squishy bundle of nerves harden as she came closer to the tipping point.
“I-I got the w-wrapper…,” Mia stammered, stopping to sigh at Devon’s tongue replacing his fingers. But his thumb still played with her red berry. The condom foil was open so she reached back to give it to him. Devon was iron hard again. He hadn’t come in the two weeks that she had been here.
Devon rose up, but not before giving her drizzling pussy a good-bye kiss. His cock bounced in the air before him as he rolled the rubber over his girth. He was sweltering beneath his clothes but he didn’t want to stop to take them all off. He instead tore off his shirt, his black chest hair matted with sweat.
Mia looked back, her breath catching at the delicious masculine body behind her. He had finally removed his shirt. She drooled at Devon in all his sexiness. He wasn’t bulky like her brother but he was leaner with chiseled muscles grooved in his ab muscles. And he didn’t have an abundance of chest hair. It was the perfect amount that trailed down his abs to the appetizing “V” of his hips where he still wore his jeans.
“You’re not going to get naked?” she asked trembling as Devon stroked his turgid maleness between the succulent valley of her cheeks. She felt the mattress depress as he leaned over her, his lips brushing against her ear, the heat of his breath caressing her skin, “No.” Mia felt a fresh stream of cream pour from her pussy. The word was said with such dominance it made her melt.
She felt the friction of Devon’s denim against her delicate pale skin as he continued to taunt her. Devon bent down over Mia, kissing up the slope of her spine as she lay there waiting in anticipation. His tongue licked up the light perspiration that had misted her coconut scented skin. Raking her black hair over her head, Devon began nibbling at the vulnerable nape of her neck.
“You feel so soft here, Mia,” Devon whispered. “Like kitten fur.”
Mia purred in response. Devon softly bit into her shoulder, slowly grinding his sheathed cock against her molten sex. Slowly Devon took Mia’s hands, folding them gently at her lower back. The 18 year old froze then relaxed, her fingers flexing tentatively. Devon’s voice was like smoke curling in her ear, “You trust me, Mia?” Mia nodded. “Is there a safe word you’d like to use before I tie you up?”
“Blackberry,” she said, her body on fire with excitement.
Devon kissed her cheek then rose up and looked around for something to bind her wrists. His eyes settled on the tie of her silk kimono robe hanging on the closet door. Smiling he swiftly got up and took the tie. Climbing back onto the bed, Devon wedged himself back into position and tied Mia’s wrists together. Once she was secure, making sure it wasn’t too tight or too uncomfortable, Devon began to explore her body with his hands. She looked like a birthday present with that silk bow. A present just for him. He took his time caressing, touching and kissing her from the top of her spine to her scrumptious bottom.
Mia groaned in need. She really wanted Devon to fuck her. She wanted to be filled. Her pussy clenched at the emptiness.
“Devon, please fuck me,” she begged. Devon took Mia’s perfect globes and squeezed them around his sliding length, releasing a breathy moan at the tight softness. Mia’s breath hitched in her throat.
“Teens today have no patience,” Devon laughed, a rasp in her ear. “Just let me play with you, Mia. You’re not the only one who’s been fantasizing about this moment.”
Mia’s heart melted at the caress in his voice in those last few words. So far he had been dominant but now he was being tender. She gasped out of her thoughts as Devon pushed his big round helmet into her moist paradise. Her pussy lips wrapped around the crown, grabbing at the intrusion trying to draw it in. A soft groan slipped from Devon’s lips.
He rubbed soothing circles on her back as he carefully pushed forward. Devon was so thick. She never had someone with such girth before. It helped that he was rock hard. Mia groaned, her hands grasping at handfuls of air. Devon fucked her slow and easy. Mia closed her eyes, Devon’s cock was the only thing in her world. With every stroke of his cock inside her, a spark ignited. That spark grew as Devon drove deeper. Breathy moans and sharp gasps tore from Mia’s throat.
Time became irrelevant. Devon almost came when he was half way inside her love channel. Mia was pure silk. Tight and hot. Hugging his dick trying to hold onto him to keep him there deep within her body. He ground his teeth, pulling on his mental reins to keep from coming. He had never had a pussy that felt so good.
Finally Devon was fully inside. Carefully he leaned over, blanketing his sweltering body over Mia’s slender curves. Her fingers scratched at his soft stomach hairs, the flexing rippling abs.
“You feel that, angel?” Devon’s lips nuzzled against her cheek. “I’m buried deep. All the way in.”
“I can feel you throbbing inside me, Sir.”
Devon flexed his cock inside her. Mia sighed in appreciation.
“While I fuck you,” Devon roughly whispered. “I’m going to play with that adorable little ass hole of yours. Would you like that? Me playing with your cute pink asshole?”
Mia nodded vigorously. Devon turned her face meeting her lips in a deep bone-tingling kiss. They tasted each other deeply while laying connected in their own little world. He could have laid like that all day: luxuriating in Mia’s soft heat. Rising up, pinning her thighs between his, he took a firm grip on her hips. Slowly, drawing out a moan from her, Devon withdrew his girth until only the head remained. Then with tormenting ease he pressed back in. He did it to make Mia feel every throbbing inch of him fill her up to the brim, making her groan in gratitude.
Mia was helpless. Devon’s hands gripped and pinned her hips to the mattress as he mercilessly took his time fucking her in measured thrusts. His pattern changed. Sometimes he would speed up to steady short thrusts then go back to slow deep strokes getting every nerve electrified. During his slow plunges, Devon’s hands rove over Mia’s trembling body. Occasionally he would bend over and kiss her back, pausing in his lunges then start up again.
As promised, Devon began playing with Mia’s tight ass hole. His thumb circled the taut bud, gently pressing until it gave way to a dip. Using her juices as lubricant, he managed to get his thumb tip inside, feeling the muscle ring flex around him. He growled deep in his chest at the thought of fucking this sweet hole. Later though. Right now her pussy was clamping around him with more frequency. Her breathing becoming uneven.
Mia was in complete heaven. The sensations from Devon’s dick and his thumb teasing her rose hole had her body thrumming and primed for release. Every nerve ending was on fire. Every part of her in tune with Devon’s sensual rhythm. She listened to his breathing deepen, become erratic. He was close to coming too. His lunges grew faster, harder. The rhythm became crazed with the need to finish. They were reaching a devastating crescendo. The room smelled of sex, the sound of slapping flesh and ragged breaths bouncing off the walls.
“Where do you want me to come?” Devon asked, his breath strained.
“On my ass,” she answered passionately.
Devon pulled out, ripping off the wet rubber and stroking his cock quickly. Suddenly ropes of cum rushed from his crown, painting Mia’s backside. She felt the sticky heat of her older lover’s cum. It made her come with her final release, her whole body awash in fiery euphoria. Devon collapsed forward, breathing hard, drops of sweat raining on her as he once more lay on top of her, rubbing his still stiff cock against her luscious rump.
Afraid that he would crush and suffocate her, Devon rolled off and untied Mia’s hands. Mia immediately scrambled down to his cock and began to dutifully clean it with her tongue. She even took his balls into her mouth and suckled them, tasting his sweat and traces of her own juices that dribbled onto them.
The 27 year old folded his arms back cradling his head while he watched her with a cat-with-the-cream grin. His body was aglow and spent, light and floating as if some unbearable weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Once Devon’s dick softened and licked clean of his and Mia’s juices he stood up and took off his jeans, baring his perfectly sculpted male ass to his lover’s hungry gaze.
Then he climbed back into bed under the covers wrapping Mia in his embrace. She cuddled up next to him, draping her slender leg between his hair dusted thighs. Her hand explored the soft hairs on his chest, circling his nipples until they beaded. She leaned over and took a nipple into her mouth gently sucking. Devon gave a burning sigh, running his fingers through Mia’s long black hair. Her hand continued to explore his stomach, following the happy trail of black hair to his bush.
When she brushed her fingers over his limp dick, Devon caught her wrist. “Let the dog sleep just a bit, baby,” Devon chuckled. Mia grinned impishly. “In a few minutes I’ll give you shower and we can have some more fun.”
“So there will be a next time, huh?” she mocked sweetly. “No ‘this-was-a-one-time-thing’ speech or ‘we can’t because Alex will be pissed’?”
“I’ve already had those conversations with myself,” Devon sighed, pulling Mia deeper into his chest.
“Good,” she said. “And next round I was thinking something anal. I loved the way you played with my ass.”
Devon’s head fell back laughing, his fingers stroked the length of her spine, the curve of her shoulder and down her arm. He couldn’t stop touching her.
“Were you always a little closet slut?” he asked but softly with good humor. Mia rested her head on Devon’s chest, listening to his heart beat while her fingers drew patterns in his chest hair.
“I’ve always had a healthy curiosity about sex,” she sighed. “Especially after meeting you last year. I crushed on you hard and started sleeping with a guy at school. I like sex but sex with those boys never felt satisfying enough.”
Devon’s arm squeezed possessively around her. A thrill surged through Mia at his alpha male prowess. He pressed his lips to her forehead. She tilted her head back and caught his descending mouth. Devon’s fingers glided around her little rose hole. He felt her shiver and smiled.
“And you say you’re into ass play?” he queried. Mia worried her bottom lip, giving a short nod of her head.
“I wanted to ask you about butt plugs…,” Mia’s lips teased the shell of his ear, her wicked tongue tracing the curve inside the whirl. Devon’s stomach clenched in excitement. He claimed her pussy. Mia Ramsey’s little ass was next.
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