Babysitters Erotica Collection(25)

I glanced down at my breasts and noticed that they are fuller now. I continued to rub my fingers down there. Loving the way the crease in between his eyebrows became more prominent as he watched I am doing.

I looked at him, waiting for his lead.

“Don’t tell me you intend to stop now.” He said. The challenge in his tone woke up the bad girl in me. The bad, bad girl in me.

“I have a boyfriend Arthur. You have a wife.” I said testily. “Besides, I don’t think you can handle me. Most men would be on my toes now.”

“What did you just say?” He asked. His voice tinged with anger.

“I don’t think you can please me.”

That did it for him. In three long strides, he was already in front of me. He gripped me by the hair and looked at me squarely. “Take those words back.”

“I won’t.”

“Suit yourself.”

He continued to hold me by the hair and started to fondle my breasts. I tried to cover my self with my hands, but before I even reached them, he slapped my hands away. “Don’t even think about it, Tania.”

His hands felt oh so wonderful on my skin. They are rough, but not chapped. Plus, he has dark big hands that are just as manly as his face. My breasts responded to all the kneading that my bikini top seems too small and tight for me now. My nipples strained even more against the cotton, making me look like a hot cover girl for a men’s mag.

I gave a soft sigh as he started kissing my neck and held his nape. He was kneeling on the floor while I was still sitting on the couch. He pressed his warm body against my breasts as his lips found mine. Arthur tastes really good-like a maple candy. He nibbled on my lips and teased them until they parted. My mouth welcomed his tongue with feigned hesitation before I went full throttle with the kiss. Before I knew it, I was panting and moaning as his tongue twisted my own. The feel of his velvety tongue on mine was pure bliss. It’s as if something gooey, soft, and sweet is inside my mouth.

His hands found my breasts again and this time, his lips followed. He trailed hot sensual kisses over my now almost bare breasts and pulled the string of my bikini top. His mouth found my budding nipples, and as he popped one into his mouth and started to suckle, I thought I’d melt. He sucked me like a babe, a hungry one at that. His mouth tugged at my tits as his tongue flicked my nipple. His other hand moulded my other breast making me moan deeply.

I leaned back on the couch as he licked my tits and squeezed them gently. I held on to his shoulders for support, closing my eyes as the sensations become better and better. The more he licks me, the wetter I become. His waist is sandwiched in between my legs, as his mouth continued to torture my nipple. He rubbed his waist against the front of my bikini bottom and the friction was just phenomenal. I cannot get enough. Before things got even farther, he stopped. I looked up at him, surprise completely written in my eyes.

“You hurt my feelings when you said I couldn’t please you.” He jabbed.

“I was just…”

“Did you think you’d get it that easily?” He raised his eyebrow mockingly.

I sagged on the couch, frustration and arousal making a heated cocktail up and down my body. “All right, I’m sorry. Now, shall we continue?”

His laughter filled the room. Shaking his head, he said “Tease me, Tania. I want you to beg.”

“What? Beg? Is this some kind of a joke?”

“Do I look like I’m kidding?” He said, looking at me with a smirk I so wanted to kiss off.

I smiled sweetly at him. “I’m not going to do that.”

With that, I leaned back on the couch once more, breasts exposed and parted my legs. I’d please myself a thousand times than to beg for this idiot to take me. I thought. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I hate it when men toy with me. I rested my head and imagined I was as light as air. I rubbed my thighs again to warm me all up, gently at first and slowly increasing the pace and the intensity. I began to sigh as my body relaxed again. My hand went up to my bikini bottoms and I slowly untied the strings. In seconds, my freshly waxed pussy is exposed. My hand was instantly wet.

Using the tips of my fingers, I rubbed slowly, making lazy circles. I gently rubbed my clit as well and moaned as I hit my most sensitive spots. Even with my eyes closed, I could feel Arthur staring at me. I don’t care though. I imagined the way my boyfriend touches me-rough yet sensual and I felt my pussy respond by releasing more juice. It felt so good now. As I get ready to insert my middle finger inside me, I felt Arthur in front of me, pulling my hand away.

I felt hot air being blown on my cunt. Suddenly, Arthur’s tongue was down there, licking me like ice cream. “God that feels great!” I moaned even more as he kissed sucked my clit and pushed it with his tongue. His hands pinched my nipples as his mouth feasted on me. I felt so aroused then that I wanted to scream and actually beg for more. I rubbed my pussy shamelessly onto his face, loving the way his nose played with my clit. “Oh Arthur, I want you. I want you so badly!”