Chapter 1 - Meetings and House Calls

 Alarm clocks have to be the worst invention ever introduced. Without them, half, if not more, of the work force would likely oversleep. That doesn't mean I have to like them, however. “Mmnf... fuck. I think I hit it too hard this time.” I mumbled into my pillow, my left arm lazily draping over the side of the bed. “Mmmn... jesbuyanudderone.” A very lazy voice responded from the other side of the bed. I heard some brief shuffling and then I felt warm skin press against my side and my back, slender arms pulled me tight against them. I felt my eyelids get heavy and my breathing started to slow back down, until I finally shot my head up and inhaled sharply. “Fuck, what time is it?” I somewhat frantically exclaimed. My hand slapped down on the bedside table, fishing around for anything in particular that would give me an idea of what time it was, knocking the now blinking alarm clock to the floor in the process. My fingers closed around my phone that was charging, clicking it on and lifting it along with my head to get a look at the screen. 8:23 AM. There are few things that can get a person out of a warm bed in the morning, especially if you have someone there to help keep you there. Duty, armed robbers, fire, structural collapse... and being late. My eyes went slightly wide as I flipped the covers off of my body in a hurry, dropping my phone unceremoniously back on the bedside table. “God DAMNIT, I'm gonna be fucking late. I'm gonna be fucking late!” I announced, knowing full well that the other member of this bed equation was likely not going to be too pleased with my sudden movements.

I kicked my legs to the floor and quickly stood up, my boxer briefs already in the process of working down to my thighs due to how much I move when I sleep. I stumbled into the bathroom, leaving the door ajar as I flicked the light on. I wasted no time turning the shower on and getting the water warm as I haphazardly dumped more toothpaste than I needed on my toothbrush, shoving it in my mouth and grinding it across my teeth. I heard movement from the bed, followed by a loud, vocally pitched yawn. “Late for what...?” A tired feminine voice echoed into the bathroom. I took a sip of water from the tap and sloshed it around in my mouth, spitting out the toothpaste that remained in my mouth. “Sales meeting. Nine in the fucking morning on a Friday.” I complained, rubbing a hand across my sleep deprived face. My hazel eyes were slightly bloodshot still, and my face looked like it hadn't seen a razor in at least forty-eight hours. My dirty blond hair in particular betrayed what I had been doing just hours prior: either I'm a very violent sleeper, or there was a sudden, impromptu “wrestling match” taking place in my bed. I rinsed my toothbrush off and tossed it in the sink, already in the process of yarding my boxer briefs down the rest of the way.

A slightly taller than average, slender redhead padded into view at the doorway to the bathroom, wearing one of my white button-up business shirts and likely not much else. Flashes of black lace could be seen between her thighs as she lazily rubbed one of her eyes, and due to her nonchalance with the buttons of the shirt, peeks of her firm breasts were available if you looked at the right time. She yawned unabashedly, not bothering to cover her mouth, then audibly smacking her lips. She casted a lazy smile my way. “Ehehehe... good morning to you, too.” She lazily groaned with a smile, casting a lidded glance at my exposed crotch as I stepped out of my boxer briefs and head toward the shower. I slid the door to the shower open and glanced at her. “Your hair looks fabulous this morning.” I chuckled, pausing briefly to stare at her before stepping into the shower and sliding the door closed.

Heated water cascaded across my hair, face, and my chest. I readily rubbed my hands across my face, slicking my hair back as I pointed my face toward the shower. I savored what I could, knowing full well that this was going to have to be a record time shower. I lathered my hands up with my bodywash and began scrubbing my hair with my palms and the tips of my fingers, cleaning my mess of hair as best I could before rinsing it clean. I glanced through the fogged glass door, seeing the silhouette of the redhead cleaning her face at the sink. I lathered my hands up once more and began to scrub my upper body before I paused for a moment. Several faint pink lip marks dotted my pecs and my abs. I couldn't help but smirk at the recollection of the events last night, more so as I gazed a bit further south and noticed the pink rings that decorated my cock and pouch. I snapped out of my brief reverie and finished scrubbing myself off, rinsing the bodywash from myself, and then cutting the water off. I slid the door back open and stepped out onto the bath mat, grabbing a towel and draping it over my head to scrub my hair dry. The redhead was slightly bent over the sink, her ample ass cheeks peeked out from under the tails of my shirt, the thin piece of black lace barely visible between them. I finished drying myself for the most part and tied the towel around my waist, padding over to the sink next to the redhead and gazing into the mirror. I cupped my chin and tilted my head, taking note of my stubble, but ultimately sighing when I reserved myself to the fact that I didn't have the time to do anything about it. I felt a hand rest on the other side of my chin and pull gently, before I felt warm softness press to my cheek, followed by a quiet 'mwah' noise. “I'll make you some coffee. You'd best hurry, hotshot.” The redhead chuckled before turning and heading back out of the bathroom. Her hips swayed with her steps, and even the loose shirt couldn't completely hide the shape of her ass as she walked. She did it on purpose around me. Not that I ever complained about it.

I emerged from the bedroom and climbed the small set of stairs into the living room and the kitchen, still adjusting my hastily put on tie and making sure my crimson shirt was tucked in. A tumbler of coffee was already set on the counter and ready to go, with the redhead standing near the coffee maker and putting another pod in it. She hummed quietly to herself as I approached, collecting the tumbler and flicking the lid open to take a brief sip from it. “You're a fuckin' life saver.” I murmured thankfully, enjoying the taste of the coffee. She giggled quietly and turned to face me, a fresh cup of coffee held close to her chest. She smiled impishly over the rim of her mug as she took a sip. Her eyes focused on my chest for a moment, before she put her mug down on the counter and took the few steps to me. Her body pressed into mine, her chin tilting up slightly to stare into my eyes. She continued to carry her impish smile and her eyes almost seemed to glitter with mischief at this point. One of her hands pressed into the inside of my thigh and swept inward toward my pelvis. I reflexively pushed my hips toward her hand and bit the corner of my lower lip.

Suddenly, both of her hands gathered on my tie and her lithe fingers squeezed it, pulling the knot a bit tighter and straightening it for me. “You'd better go. Or you'll be even later, mister.” She continued to stare at me with those mischievous eyes of hers, and for a moment I heavily considered saying 'fuck it' entirely to the meeting and staying right here. She leaned up on her toes slightly and pressed a warm kiss to my lips, her fingertips running down the length of my tie. My hand raised and cupped her chin, my lips pressing a more forceful kiss to hers in response to her previous one. I tilted my head into it, lightly sucking on her lower lip as I broke the kiss with an audible noise of suction. Ultimately, I sighed in a defeated manner and swept some of her hair from her face. “I'll text you. Stay as long as you like, no rush.” I murmured to her, smiling as I collected my blazer and headed out the door to the elevators, heading down to the garage.

Los Santos traffic was definitely going to work against me this morning. It does every morning. And afternoon. And evening. But this morning especially, since time always seems to fly by when you're late to begin with. While I personally wouldn't be too terribly upset to miss this meeting, it was in relation to international sales, which was my department. Officially my job was manager of international sales at Jetsam, imports and exports, but that wasn't where the majority of my income came from. However, let's just say that the majority of my income was “tax free” and on paper at least, I had to keep up appearances. Being white collar for a few hours a day was a small price to pay, if you ask me. My phone buzzed in my cup holder. It wasn't a phone call, so at the very least I took comfort in the fact that it wasn't my boss calling to rip me a new one. I clicked my phone on while waiting at a stop light. It was a text message from her. I was in the process of unlocking my phone when the light in front of me flashed green. I made a slightly annoyed noise and dropped my phone back in my cup holder, accelerating through the light. “Hopefully she can wait a few minutes.” I mumbled to myself, opting to get to my office first before bothering with my phone.

I stood in the elevator, riding it up to my floor. My blazer rested in the crook of my arm, my hand stuffed into the pocket of my slacks. The elevator was empty save for me, which I didn't find too surprising considering the meeting had likely already started. The elevator dinged and the doors slid open. I strode at a brisk pace down the hallway, giving a brief nod to the secretary as I head toward the double doors to the meeting room. Quietly, I pushed down on the door handle and opened the door enough for me to squeeze through, quietly shutting it behind me. Two people that I didn't recognize were already seated, amongst two I did recognize from my office. My boss was already in middle of her sales pitch. I glanced at her, making a slightly apologetic expression as I rolled my shoulders up, then sitting down next to my co-worker. The two prospective clients were of Asian descent and didn't seem to pay me much mind sans a quick glance in my direction. My co-worker was rolling a pen between his fingers, but he took a few moments to smirk in my direction before rolling his eyes, then glancing back at the projector our boss was in front of. I hung my blazer on the back of my chair, twisting back around to face the projector and tug on my tie uncomfortably. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket again. 'Shit'. I thought to myself. I had forgotten to check her previous message prior to sitting down. I leaned back in my chair slightly and dug my phone from my pocket. Keeping my hand and the phone near my lap, I unlocked it and tapped my messages. Skin. That was the first thing my eyes registered, and reflexively I clicked the screen of my phone off. I felt my face flush slightly, glancing to my left to make sure no one was getting too curious. Luckily, it looked like no one really seemed to care what I was doing for the time being, and nobody was asking for my input. I clicked the screen on for my phone again and unlocked it. Tilting the phone away from my co-worker next to me, I checked the messages again. 'I miss you already. Wish you could play with me'. The next message was an image. She was laying across my bed. Her legs spread open, index and middle fingers spreading her shimmering pussy open. Her other hand was raised to her mouth, her teeth clamped down on her index finger. She had gotten really good at setting up her phone with the timer on the camera to take all sorts of teasing photos.

“Taylor's our manager of international sales.” I clued in on my boss mentioning my name. I immediately clicked the screen off on my phone, stuffing it in my pocket. I focused my attention toward my boss, my face still slightly flushed. I glanced over to the two prospective clients and nodded once. “He can go into the details of the exporting process.” My boss rounded the table towards me, resting both of her hands on my shoulders and patting my left lightly. She leaned down towards my ear. “Make this sale, and I'll forgive you for being late. And gawking at your phone.” Her quiet words were laced with playful scorn. She released my shoulders and clicked open one of the double doors, holding it open for the potential clients as well as my co-workers and I. “Ah, yeah. If you'd like to follow me to my office, we can go over this in more detail.” I nodded to the two Asian men as I led them from the meeting room to my office.

The day went by mercifully quick, thankfully. My phone had buzzed a handful more times while I was going over specifics with our new clients, but I wanted to get them out the door and the paperwork taken care of as quickly as possible. I was on my way back down to the garage, when I heard the familiar sound of my boss. “While I wish you'd take this job a teensy bit more seriously, you did land a pretty huge sale today. I appreciate that.” I stopped fumbling with my keys and glanced to my right, watching my boss unlock her car. She was several years older than myself, but you'd never be able to tell. Whatever demon she made a pact with was taking good care of her. She had some work done for sure, particularly with her breasts, but thankfully for her she managed to come out of the modest amount of nip and tuck without looking like a leather bag. She had long black hair that she frequently tied back, her (modified) breasts were easily a D cup, but she didn't have as much in the back as the lovely redhead did. Her face was angular and slender, her eyes outlined in a thin layer of black eyeliner. “I resent that, Ms. Beller. I take this job very seriously. I just happen to also have a very deep rooted hatred for alarm clocks.” I responded in an admittedly cocky manner as my Invetero Coquette beeped twice from being unlocked. She scoffed a small laugh in my direction. “See you Monday, killer.” She wiggled her fingers in a small wave as she slid into her car and cranked it up. I followed suit, pulling out of the garage and becoming a part of that lovely evening Los Santos traffic.

The redhead continued to tease me throughout the rest of my work day, I discovered. While she only sent one more image my way, she went into great detail over how much of a mess she was making of my bed. I rode the elevator up to my floor in my apartment building, my blazer hung across the crook of my arm once again as the doors slid open. I held my key up the reader on the electronic lock, waiting for it to beep before I clicked my door open and head inside. “You havin' fun in here, firecracker?” I called out as I stepped on the heel of my left shoe, stepping out of it, then my right. “As much fun as a girl can by herself.” I heard her voice to my left. I smirked in a snarky manner as I turned to glance at her. However, instead of glancing I stared at her quite hard, my smirk fading from my face. She was in black and red lace, complete with garters and stockings. Her cleavage was rather pronounced, her C cup breasts looking even bigger than they normally do. “Ah...” I managed to form some sort of noise in response to her words. She pushed from the door frame and slowly wandered across the hardwood floor toward the front door. She dragged her fingertips across the shelving unit flanking the small hallway that led to the kitchen and the front foyer, making sure her steps were deliberate, crossing one foot in front of the other. The sound of heels clicked across the flooring as she made her way to me. Both of her hands pressed to the fabric of my shirt across my chest and slowly slid up to my shoulders, both of her arms draping across my shoulders and crossing at the wrist behind my neck. “Yes?” She purred in my direction, her shoulder length strawberry blonde hair was still slightly mussed, no doubt from her 'activities' while I was at work. In the right light, it usually tended to look on the redder side, and I frequently called her a redhead. “Happy weekend, huh?” I mumbled to her in a distracted manner, still drinking in her outfit. She smiled up at me, one of her hands resting on the back of my head while her other slid down and gripped around my tie. She pulled my face down closer to hers before capturing my lips.

Her lips were soft as usual, and she applied a bit more pressure to the kiss, locking her lips tight against mine. I felt the tip of her tongue rubbing across the front of my lips and I parted them slightly in response. Her tongue sank into my mouth in an instant, stroking across my own and dancing along the inside of my mouth. I stroked her tongue against my own, humming thickly against her lips as I greedily lapped at her tongue. I parted our lips, stroking her tongue against mine as the cool air mixed into our warm kiss. Slowly I pulled my head back, a thin strand of saliva linking our tongues until she licked her lips and snapped it. Her face was flushed and she released a brief pant of hot breath against my lips. She started to back pedal back toward the bedroom, tugging on my tie as she did so. She stared up at me with a heated look in her eyes, until she slowly turned around, glancing over her shoulder as she walked a bit faster toward the bedroom, her hand still gripping my tie and guiding me along behind her. She walked as she usually did when she knew I was watching. One foot in front of the other, shifting her weight with purpose with each step. A small triangle of red lace fabric could be seen poking from the top of her ass crack, but beyond that only small flashes of fabric could be seen as her cheeks shifted with her steps. Once we had both reached the bedroom, she turned us both, my back now facing the bed, and gave me a firm shove. I flopped back on the corner of the bed without resistance and she eagerly clambered up in my lap, her knees straddling me on either side of my lap. She ground her pelvis unabashedly against my lap, and I could feel the heat from her crotch even through the layers of fabric that separated us. She quickly went to work on my tie, untying it and then immediately setting to work on the buttons of my dress shirt. She slowly lifted her head from her work to gaze into my eyes, grinning at me.

“So... how as work?” She sweetly asked me.

“One of my co-workers almost got a good look at that tight little pussy of yours.” I responded in an equally playful manner. She giggled as her cheeks pinked, her hands sliding my now unbuttoned shirt open and pushing it down my shoulders and upper arms.

“I was hoping you got a chance to take a look at those...” She purred, leaning down to lightly nip and kiss at my exposed collarbone. She left small pink lip marks against my skin as she did so.

“I looked. I looked, and looked, and looked, and looked... sorry I wasn't able to get back to you.” I murmured a soft apology, my right hand raising to rest on the top of her head and smoothly pet across her hair while I stared down at her. She shook her head slightly, lapping the tip of her tongue across my skin.

“No need to apologize... I just wanted to get you nice and worked up. In case you didn't notice, I was having fun...!” She beamed a mischievous smile at me, planting a firm, lingering kiss against my collarbone with an audible sucking noise.

Before I could respond, she sat up on her knees, her posture straightening as her hands lifted to cup my chin. She tilted my head up toward hers, wasting no time in planting a series of small, heated kisses against my lips. I did my best to keep up and return them in kind, my hands resting on her hips and stroking smoothly across her skin. “Taylor... I want your cum.” She panted in between kisses, her face flushing a deeper shade of pink as she continued to kiss against my lips. “I want you to cum on my face.” She moaned softly as she licked her tongue across my lower lip. “I'll suck all that cum out of your cock so you can dump it all over my face.” She forcefully pressed her lips against mine and shoved her tongue back into my mouth, moaning heatedly against my mouth. I felt my face flush from how forceful she was. She's been really horny before, but this was probably the horniest she had ever been. I sucked on her tongue gently, before parting our lips again, stroking her tongue with my own as we drooled across her breasts and my chest. She continued to moan heatedly against my mouth as her hands dropped to my lap. She hastily unbuckled my belt and pulled it open, wasting no time in unbuttoning and unzipping my slacks. She lifted her hips for a bare moment to shove my slacks and boxer briefs down my thighs to my knees. She sat back on my thighs, pushing her pelvis forward until her lace covered pussy bumped against my sack, pushing it, along with my cock, up toward my abs. My cock had been hard for a while now, but now that it was freed from its confines, it jutted proudly toward the ceiling. A small drop of precum formed at the crown, glistening in the dim bedroom lighting as she continued to gently bump her hips against my crotch. Her right hand rest on my crown, her palm rubbing against it and smearing my precum across it. Her left gripped the shaft and stroked smoothly up and down across the skin. She bit down on her lower lip and stared down at my cock, her breaths panting out heatedly as she continued to stroke her fingers across me.

“You're so hard...” She quietly marveled at my rigid girth, swiping the fingertips of her right hand across my crown. She lifted her hand to her face, lightly tacking her fingertips together and watching the thin, clear threads ooze along her fingers. She slipped her index and middle fingers into her mouth and sucked on them greedily. She moaned heatedly around her fingers, a small bubble of saliva bursting across the knuckles of her fingers as she rolled her tongue across them. “Delicious...” She groaned, finally pulling her soaked fingers from her mouth. She pressed both of her hands to my chest and applied pressure, pushing me further back onto the bed. I crawled backward until I was completely on the bed, propping myself up on my elbows. She pulled my pants and boxer briefs the rest of the way off, along with my socks, and gripped my shaft with both of her hands. She squeezed firmly as she worked her thumbs up to my crown, staring at the reddened tip as a thick glob of precum oozed from the mouth of my cock. She heatedly moaned at the sight of it and quickly pressed her puckered lips against my slit, kissing against the glob of precum audibly. She parted her lips and released another thick sigh, spraying small flecks of precum across my abs as thin strands of it oozed across her lips. She slowly rolled her tongue across her pink lips to collect the clear ooze and pull it into her mouth. She rolled her tongue inside of her mouth for several moments, before she exposed her curled tongue again, drooling profusely across my erect cock. Her warm saliva rolled across my crown, down along my shaft, and across the ridges of her fingers as she continued to stroke up and down across my shaft.

I raised my right hand and rest it on her hair, gently petting across it as I watched her eagerly stroke my cock with both hands, listening to the slick noise her hands made across my cock now that it was aided by both my precum and her saliva. My cock pulsed in her hands, precum rolling across her fingers and along my shaft as she pumped her hands. Finally, she gripped my cock near the tip with an underhand grip, pressing it towards my abs as her free hand cupped my sack, raising it to her sloppy lips. She pressed kiss after heated kiss against my sack, lightly rolling her tongue across my balls as she stained my skin in affectionate pink marks. She suckled my left testicle into her mouth, rolling it against her tongue until she let it pop free with a soft noise. She gave the same treatment to my right, only this time she opted to greedily suck my left into her mouth to join my right. Her cheeks bulged slightly as she suckled against my sack, still pumping her hand against my cock. Her eyes shifted up to meet mine, staring at me with a heated gaze. She pulled her head back slowly and my balls dumped from her cheeks with a sloppy noise of suction. Thin threads of her saliva linked her tongue to my sack as she panted with her mouth open. Tilting my cock back down toward her face, she rolled her tongue back into her mouth and then audibly spat saliva across the top of my shaft. She wasted no time working it into my skin, pumping her hand quickly across me. My fingers flexed in her hair, squeezing a handful of it into my hand while she pressed her lips against the underside of my crown, rubbing the tip of her tongue against the flare. I moaned, which caused her to wag her hips in a feverish manner, almost like a dog who's just been praised. “Mmmnf... gimme your dick.” She mumbled huskily, before her lips sucked the tip of my cock between them. She rolled her tongue in lazy circles around my crown, flashes of pink visible underneath her upper lip when the tip of her tongue poked out as she circled the very tip of my cock. She sank her lips down lower, starting to bob her head on the first few inches of my dick, her lips bouncing rhythmically up and down along my shaft. Her lips cheeks caved in as she pulled her lips back, then relaxed again somewhat as she pushed more of my cock in her mouth. She hummed a thick moan across my shaft as she picked up the pace, bobbing her head more quickly across the top half of my cock. Sucking hard as she withdrew her lips, I was popped from her mouth with an audible noise. She quickly pumped her hand up and down my shaft, greedily lapping her tongue repeatedly across my swollen crown.

Within moments, she had sucked me back into her mouth and sank down further on my dick. Her lips pushed further and further down my shaft until I felt my crown press against the breach of her throat. Tilting her head down slightly, I watched her throat move a bare amount as she swallowed, then I felt her lips move even further down my cock until her nose pushed against my pelvis. Shifting her head back and forth slowly, I felt her chin rubbing against my slick sack, her tongue rubbing firmly against the underside of my cock. I felt her throat tense up, and then I felt cool air teasing my cock inch after inch. She gasped as she emptied my cock from her mouth, her hand immediately picking up the slack and resuming its pumping motions while she panted for several moments. She bit down on her lower lip, staring at my soaked cock. Her free hand pressed to her stomach and slid down into her panties, moaning almost immediately afterward. I could just barely see small bumps forming and relaxing in her panties while her fingers moved across her folds. Her scent permeated the room, the sound of her fingers teasing her wet folds becoming more and more apparent as she played with herself. She moaned again heatedly, pressing her face against the bottom of my shaft and rubbing her cheek and her nose against it. Precum smeared across her forehead as she rubbed it against her face, her lust-filled eyes staring up at me from around my shaft while she moaned heatedly against my balls. “F-fuck... sucking your cock is gonna make me cum.” Her eyes widened slightly as she sank her fingers into herself, and she released a rather cute squeal of pleasure. Gripping a handful of her hair, I pulled her head back slightly. Taking hold of the base of my cock, I took control of it from her and audibly slapped it against her face, threads of precum lazily spattering into the air and across her face. I pressed the bottom of my shaft against her face and rubbed it against her cheek. Finally, I pulled my cock away from her face and pressed the tip to her lips, pushing her head back down across it.

Keeping my grip on her hair, I pushed her head up and down across my cock, watching her cheeks cave in, then relax as she sucked across my dick as fast as I moved her head. She was pistoning her fingers in and out of herself at this point, her moans becoming more and more frequent. I forcefully pushed her head down on my cock, pushing it back into her throat and bucking my hips up against her lips. She squirmed heavily, rubbing her thighs together forcefully until her entire body started to shiver. Her eyes rolled back into her head slightly and I pulled at her hair to pull her mouth off of my cock. She released a thick gasp mixed with a shrill moan while her body continued to shiver. Her hand was frozen in place between her legs until I heard a thick splash from between her thighs. She cried out, then buried her mouth against my sack while her body shivered violently, my sheets underneath her thighs rapidly becoming darker. “F-fuckfuckfuckfuck!” She cried out in a pitched husky voice. Her body finally relaxed somewhat, her tongue lazily working across my sack as she released muffled pants against my skin. Slowly, she pushed her weight up on her hands, lifting her head to stare at me heatedly. She grabbed my hips and pulled me to the edge of the bed, which I took the hint and sat up in turn. She dropped to her knees in front of me at the foot of the bed, shouldering her way between my thighs so she could hungrily lap at my cock again. Slow, firm strokes of her tongue rolled across my swollen cock. My balls were tense and heavy, begging for release.

She gripped my shaft with her right hand, pumping across it as my crown disappeared into her mouth. Bobbing her head up and down across my tip, she met her hand with her mouth, slurping across my tip while she stroked me. A shiver ran down my spine, my balls ached, and my cock throbbed against her lips and hand. I pressed my palm against the top of her head and pushed her head back gently, popping her mouth off of my cock with a loud noise of suction. Taking control of my dick from her, my hand squeezed around the base of my shaft and began to pump across it quickly. “G-gonna cum...” I groaned out, my eyes narrowing slightly from pleasure. My temples were pounding from the sensations that were surging through me, and my grip loosened up on my shaft a bare amount. My strokes had slowed slightly, and I rubbed my thumb across the ridge of my crown. I felt the tip of her nose bump against the bottom of my crown and she rubbing the tip of her tongue against my dick over and over again. She bounced impatiently against the bottom of her feet, her hand coming up to gently squeeze my balls before rolling them against her fingers. “Cum on my face!” She cried out in a heated, pleading tone. I squeezed my eyes shut for a brief moment as my body shivered again. I groaned out heatedly as my balls released tension.

A thick, heavy rope of cum spurt out across her face, streaking across her skin and into her hair. Another forceful shot spurt into the air, followed by the dull, wet slap of drops of it hitting the hardwood behind her. I continued to stroke quickly across my shaft, thick shots of cum splattering across her features. Her tongue rolled across the bottom of my shaft as I continued to cum on her, cum dripping onto her tongue and across her lips. White threads linked her lips together as she parted them, moaning heatedly as my cum oozed along her cheeks and her nose. She made an impatient noise before closing her lips around the tip of my cock, the remnants of my orgasm being sucked out across her tongue and into her mouth. She moaned hungrily as her throat worked, swallowing the cum drained into her mouth. She popped my cock from her mouth with a slurping sound, rolling her tongue across her lower lip to lap up any cum she might have missed. She stared up at me as she scooped cum up from her cheeks and slid her fingers into her mouth, only to have them pop from her lips completely clean moments later. “So fucking tasty... I love your cum.” She hummed in a satisfied manner before reaching back and unclasping her bra. She shrugged it from her shoulders, her tits bouncing free as her bra fell to the hardwood. She then stood up and stepped out of her panties, leaving her clad in her stockings and garter belt along with her heels. Her hands lifted my undershirt, helping me pull it up and over my head, then tossing it along with my button up shirt to the floor. She pushed me back on the bed once more, stepping out of her heels as she crawled up across my body.

Her hands took hold of my cock again, slowly rolling her hands in gentle twisting movements as she stroked me. She sighed out thickly, pressing her hot, slick folds against the bottom of my shaft. Keeping my shaft pressed back against her, she rubbing her pussy up and down across the bottom of my cock. The sound was rather loud and wet as she rubbed herself against me. “You've... had a long day. You just lie back... and let me fuck this beautiful dick.” She cooed at me in a heated whisper, trailing her index finger down my chest while she continued to buck her hips against my cock. She then gripped the base of my shaft and lifted her hips, her hand lifting from my chest to press to her folds. She spread herself open as she hovered above the tip of my cock. “Annnnd... down we go... nice and slow...” She continued to whisper heatedly to me as she sank her hips down. Her pussy was soaking wet and hot the point where I thought it was going to melt my dick. I felt my crown sink inside of her and it seemed like we both released a thick sigh in unison. Both of her hands pressed down against my chest as she smiled down at me, biting down on the corner of her lower lip as she stared into my eyes. Her hips sank lower, her pussy engulfing inch after inch of my cock until she took all of me to the balls. Slowly she rocked her hips back and forth, her pussy making a lewd squelching noise as she rubbed me against her inner walls. She lifted a hand to her stomach and pressed just below her navel, rubbing slowly up and down along the skin there. “Ahhhn... yes!” She heatedly moaned out in pleasure. “So full...” She croaked out in a husky moan, raising her hips halfway up my shaft and then sliding back down. Her movements were slow for now, lifting her hips up along my cock slowly, then gently pressing back down until she was flush with me again. My hands rest on her hips, sliding back smoothly until my fingers sank into her ample ass cheeks. My palms kneaded across her skin, pressing her cheeks together them spreading them apart smoothly. My hand lifted and then clapped down loudly against her cheek, the sound emanating through the room. She bit back a loud moan by biting down on her lower lip, her lips curled up in a pleasured smile.

“You love my ass don't you, Taylor? Does my shapely, bubbly ass bounce through your thoughts?” She hitched her hips forward to flex her ass against my hands for effect as she asked questions she already knew the answers to. “It's attached to you. Of course I do.” I huskily groaned up to her, curling my lips into a wry grin. “Your ass is fantastic. I'll never get tired of it.” I continued, firmly squeezing her cheeks in my fingers to drive the point home. She giggled heatedly as she wrinkled her nose, staring down at me with her trademark mischievous smirk. “Oooh...” She cooed out at me, sliding her hips up until just the crown of my cock was inside of her. She tilted her hips back in a manner that caused my cock to very slowly pop from her cunt with a wet noise. The look on my face must have been one of disappointment or something similar, because she cast me a reassuring wink and slid a hand up to gently cup my chin. “Then I should probably fuck you with it.” The words dripped from her lips and she knew exactly which parts to put emphasis on. Her hips lifted and rolled towards me, her pussy still dripping to my abs as she did so. Sliding her hand that was still on my chest back, she sank her fingers into her pussy, rolling her digits inside of her. She moaned quietly and shivered above me until she pulled her fingers back from herself. They were almost dripping with her arousal, at least until she pressed them to her puckered asshole and smeared the erotic fluid across it. She took hold of my shaft again and pressed the crown against her asshole, slowly rocking back and forth against it. “Taylor, look...” She had released my chin to slide her hand to her folds, spreading herself open in front of me as she gently pressed her puckered asshole against the crown of my cock. Her pussy was twitching with anticipation, her arousal flowing across my abs and her thighs. “I might cum from anticipation of you stretching out my ass...”

She giggled again and released a thick hum as she began to sink down across my crown. She tilted her head back and her mouth hung open, agape from the sensation of my cock penetrating her tight hole. “Haaaahn!” She cried out as the flare of my crown sank into her ass. I released a muffled, pleasured noise from between my teeth as she continued to sink down across my shaft. Her puckered hole squeezed across every inch of my cock, slowly sliding down my thick girth until she finally sat flush on my lap. She was staring up at the ceiling, her mouth still agape. A slow drip of saliva drooled from the corner of her lip and rolled down her chin. Suddenly, her body tensed up and she started to shiver. “Hmmmmn!” She bit down on her lower lip hard as her body hitched forward and a warm splash of liquid flushed from her pussy across my abs. She continued to shiver with my cock buried in her ass, another warm splash of her orgasm spraying out across my abs and pelvis. “Ahhn... s-shit... I came. I came 'cause my ass is so full of your dick.” She babbled in a cute manner, inhaling sharply and wiping her mouth free of any excess drool. She slowly returned to her senses and lowered her head to gaze down at me again. She giggled heatedly and wrinkled her nose again. Carefully, she lifted her hips and slowly sank them back down, beginning to bounce up and down on my cock. My hands slid up her hips, across her abs, and up to her tits. I gripped her perky handfuls firmly enough that the soft flesh poked out from between my fingers. I kneaded her tits firmly in slow circles, rubbing her nipples against my palms. She released another cute squeak and bobbed her head quickly in a brief nod, approving of the way I was handling her tits.

Her pussy continued to leak across my pelvis and her thighs as she picked up the pace of her movements, bouncing more rapidly across my cock. Her ass squeezed across every inch of my dick, trying to milk any cum that was still in my balls out. Eventually, her ass was rhythmically slapping down against my thighs from her bouncing movements, a light splash of her arousal leaking out across me every now and then while she rode me. She panted thickly above me, her exhales timed with her downward thrusts, almost like her breath was being forced out of her from the sheer impact. “Y-your tu-urn~....” She panted out in an almost sing-songy manner as she bounced. I released her tits, opting to press the curves of my hands underneath them, accentuating their bouncing movements. Her nipples were rock hard, pointed pink nubs pointing straight out from the soft, jiggling flesh. Lowering my gaze, I watched as my cock was repeatedly stuffed into her stretched asshole. She clamped down tightly across my shaft until her movements suddenly stopped. She dropped her hips heavily against my pelvis and began to shiver again. “Fuck! Oh fuck yes!” She cried out in almost a shriek as she rolled her hips toward my stomach. Her cunt flexed and then splashed my abs again with a warm torrent of her cum. Arching her back sharply, she tensed up and released another thick cry as a rather forceful splash of her cum splashed across my chest, a bit of it lapping to my neck. “Oooooh...” She groaned out thickly as her third orgasm finally subsided. She chuckled heatedly while looking down at the aftermath, pressing a palm flat against my chest and rubbing her fingertips across the warm liquid she splashed across me.

Within moments, her movements had continued. She was bouncing on me once again, perhaps even harder than before. She had a look of wild determination in her eyes, staring directly into mine. I sat up smoothly, folding my arms around her and pressing my hands to her back. I pulled her body close to mine and arched her back. I sucked her left nipple between my lips and sucked on her breast, feeling her continue to bounce on my lap. Her arms closed around my head, hugging me close and trapping my face against her chest. She nuzzled her nose into my hair while I continued to lap and suckle on her tits, my teeth gently closing around her right nipple and gently tugging at it. Her body shivered in reaction to it, her ass tensing across my shaft and vicing against it. My balls felt incredibly tense, my cock throbbing heavily inside of her ass. I released her nipple from my mouth with a thick moan, a thick thread of saliva linking my tongue to her nipple. “Rh-Rhyleigh... cumming!” I moaned out her name, and she moaned back heatedly in response. She dropped her ass firmly against my lap and wound her hips back and forth against me. My cock pulsed as I came in her, dumping thick shot after shot deep into her ass. “Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes...!” She cried out, feeling heat spreading inside of her as I came. My body shivered as I squeezed her to me, panting in bursts of noise against her skin until my orgasm finally subsided. I groaned heatedly and she remained still for several moments.

Slowly, she lifted her hips causing me to hiss quietly through my teeth due to how sensitive I still was. I was emptied from her ass and thick drips of cum oozed from her hole across my cock and my sack. She sat back on my thighs, my semi-erect cock still pulsing in front of her cunt as she gripped it gently. Using her thumb, she pressed against the underside and worked out another weak shot of cum that spurted across her folds and her pelvis. She released a heated giggle at the sight of it, running her fingertips across the bald spot where her pubic hair should be to collect the smear of cum and bring it to her lips. She released a thick, satisfied hum as she tasted me again. I flopped back on the bed, panting heavily for several moments. I draped my arm across my forehead, wiping the sweat from my brow. I felt her lay down next to me, breathing evenly as she lightly ran her fingertips through my stubble.

I turned to face her, sliding my fingers through her hair and moving to bring my face closer to hers. She shied back from me slightly, her face flushing a deeper pink. “I'm still covered in your spunk.” She giggled quietly. I gripped the back of her head and pressed my lips forcefully against hers. She giggled against my lips again, softly stroking my stubble as she returned my kiss. She carefully separated our lips, sighing out with satisfaction and bliss. “Is this going to be our regular evening activity? This should be our regular evening activity.” She posed a question and answered it in the same breath, nuzzling up into my neck. I lightly rubbed my cheek against hers. “You say that like I could keep my hands off of you in the first place...” I replied with a smirk, before releasing a slow sigh. I gave her butt a light slap then rolled over to the edge of the bed. “C'mon... I'll wash your back for you.” I proposed to her as I wiggled my eyebrows once. Her eyes stared back at me and glittered with mischief.