“I’m so damn close,” he tells me, and I can't help but smile as I finish sucking him off. When he comes, I savor it. Enjoying the sensation of his come in my mouth. Tasting every last drop by licking his tip with my tongue.
When he finishes, I hold on to his cock, not wanting to let go, but he looks down at me with hungry eyes. “Now it's my turn to taste you, princess,” he says as he eases me back into the couch. He drops to his own knees, spreading my thighs, his hands running over them and making me so wet.
“God, your cunt is dripping wet.” His beard tickles my thighs as he takes my pussy against his mouth. His tongue flicks over my folds, but I don’t squirm away. I am his to devour.
I reach back to unclasp my bra then toss it aside, wanting my breasts to bounce as he sucks me. I fondle my own nipples, liking the way the nubs are hard and firm. I tease them while looking down at him, my body heating up to an inferno. I love it when he pulls my ass farther to the edge of the seat cushion, wanting to lick me more entirely.
An orgasm builds as his tongue presses hard against my clit. I whimper, loving the way he knows how to please me. Loving that he is the only one to have ever pleased me before. It makes me feel so beautiful knowing I'm his one and only; that he's my one and only. We’ve been waiting for this moment and finally, it's here.
He loves me.
“Oh, I'm so close, Filson,” I moan, practically feeling him smile against my pussy as he licks me up and down.
“You're so fucking wet,” he says, “but I want to make you squirt.”
I press my finger to my mouth, biting down, not even knowing what he's going to do to make that happen. I’ve watched porn. Sure. But I'm not exactly a porn star. I'm just a girl who lives in Snowy Valley who is being taken by the man I've loved since I was a little girl.
But Filson seems to know how to take care of my body in ways I don't. He begins to open me up with his fingers one at a time. Soon he has three inside me and my tight pussy begs for relief.
“Oh, Filson. It's so good. I feel so full.”
“Good, baby. That's how I want you.”
I love how he says it. So matter-of-factly and no second-guessing. He's planning to get me off and he's not going to stop until he does. He begins to finger me harder. The upper side of his palm, pressing flat against my clit, again and again and again, as he pounds me.
The word pound should sound dirty or dark, but when Filson is doing it to me, it just feels perfect. It feels like I'm being taken to the edge of the world and back again.
“Oh, God!” My cries grow louder and louder as he moves faster and faster against me, but we are alone in the woods, where the snow is falling. And we are here, tucked away from the world. No one can hear me but the man who is taking me.
His fingers are so deep inside my pussy that I draw my knees up to the couch, my legs splayed out for him. I'm very naked and bearing down as he does everything he can to give me the release of my life.
“You're so fucking close,” he says, “you're pouring so fast.”
Shivers run up and down my spine and I pull his mouth to mine, kissing him hard as he pounds against my cunt.
“Oh, God, I love you,” I tell him. “Oh, God, Filson. I love you so much.”
“Oh, baby, I love you too.”
His words send pleasure through every inch of my being. My thighs shake, my knees shudder, my belly flutters in a way I've never experienced before.
“There you go, baby girl. There you go.” His mouth is against my cunt again. He looks up at me as I drip for him. “You like that?”
“I fucking love it.”
My words seem to give him pleasure because his fingers begin to move against my G-spot. With his tongue on my clit, my body shakes as he undoes me from head to toe. I try to breathe through it but the pleasure is so intense and so utterly divine, that I forget everything. I close my eyes and melt into the couch as he finishes me, licking me up and down. As he sops up all my come. He runs his fingers over my bare body, then lifts me into his arms and carries me to his bed.
I’m spent, undone, and in a divine state of bliss. And my body is still aching for more. For everything. He begins to roll me onto my tummy, his hands on my ass, kissing my cheeks.
“I want to explore every inch of you,” he tells me. “Every fucking inch.” He buries his beard against my ass, squeezing my ass cheeks together. His thick cock is against the back of my legs and I want more of it. I want him against me, inside of me, everywhere and everything.
“Come in me…” I tell him, “come back here.”
His fingers rub against my cunt where he just made me come.
“No, higher,” I say with a smile on my lips. Heat runs over my body at the request. It seems so utterly scandalous, so unlike me, but so very right.
“You want that, baby?” he asks, leaning over me, pulling back my hair and whispering in my ear.
“Yes, I want you inside of me. Everywhere,” I say. “You've been in my mouth. You've come in my pussy and now I want you to come in my ass.”
The words themselves seem to register something deep and primal inside of him because he doesn't ask me again if this is what I want. He knows. I've already told him what I desire.
From his drawer, he grabs some lubricant and strokes his cock up and down with it. He lifts me up by my tummy, drawing my ass in the air. I'm on my knees with my head resting against the pillow, a smile on my face knowing this is so absolutely erotic, so utterly divine. He runs his fingers over my cunt again before stroking his shaft. I love the idea of my pussy juice lubricating him.
His finger finds my hole, and he teases me open ever so slightly. I bite my bottom lip. For a moment I hesitate, wondering if I can really handle this. Sure, I want it. But wanting and having are two different things.
Don't I know it. I've wanted Filson since forever, but I haven't had him until now.
That thought alone restores my commitment to this. I want Filson in every way. I’ve waited long enough, and so has he.
He begins to slip a finger into my hole, opening me up, and I know soon his big cock will follow.
“I’m going to go easy… nice and slow, baby girl,” he whispers.
I love those words on his lips, that I’m his baby girl. I'll be everything he wants and more. Sure, I don't know where this night will take us, where this life will take us, but right now it's led me to his bed with my ass in the air. His cock inching closer to my hole. I wouldn’t change anything because this moment was worth every agonizing year where I waited for him.
When he begins to move inside me, I cry out as the pleasure ripples through me, curling my toes, making me gasp for breath.
“Oh, God. Oh my God,” I cry out at the same time he's grunting and groaning my name.
“Oh, fuck, Maple. Oh, fuck me hard.”
It makes me want to fuck him as hard as possible and so I relax into the bed knowing that's what we both need in order for us to get into this moment, to give in to this absolute inhibition. There's no going back and God, why would I?
He takes me hard, his cock sliding in probably only a few inches, but it seems like that's all we both need — a little bit at a time. Soon enough, I'm full of him. My body's screaming as I’m pleasured in a way I've never even imagined.