Double Dare(109)

And I had to taste. Leaning forwards, I ran my tongue up her pussy lips, letting the flat trail across the skin of the grape, lapping up that sweet succulent nectar.

“Ohhh!” she squealed, eyes clenched tight, her pussy clenching instinctively. “Ohhh!”

And I chuckled deep in my chest before going back in for another taste, running my tongue up and down her fleshy labia, nipping, biting lightly at the puffy lips before giving her another few deep laps, trailing my tongue from clit all the way up to her asshole, pausing only to push my tongue into that dark secret space, spear her a bit.

“Oh my god,” she gasped, eyes flying open to stare at me over her shoulder. “Did you …?”

I nodded, my mouth still pressed against her folds, my mouth and chin completely covered with female ambrosia.

“I did, baby girl,” I ground out. “Every part of you tastes good, including your butt.”

“Oh my god, oh my god,” she chanted, moaning a bit as I continued tonguing that secret space. But I wanted the grape out first.

“Baby,” I murmured as I speared into her, “I’m gonna pull it out of you now.”

And she couldn’t answer, the sensations too strong, distracting her from hearing my words.

So I caressed her vaginal lips a bit, running a finger up and down that sweet, slick flesh, but I wasn’t about to hook it in and pop it out with my hand. Hell no, that was too easy. Instead my pressed my face into her pussy and began fishing with my tongue, trying to nudge the grape out with a bit of oral acrobatics.

“Ohhhh fuuuuuuck!” Evie squealed, clutching her ankles again, boobs heaving, rump swaying as I dug around inside her with my tongue. “Fuuuuuck!”

And I just growled low in my throat with satisfaction, continuing my oral ministrations. It’s tougher than you think. A grape is small, smooth and slippery and there was so much fucking cream that I was slipping and sliding inside, pushing this way and that with no luck. The sensations only made Evie gush more, warm liquid pouring out of her cunt hole, a geyser welling up from deep inside, slipping down my throat.

“Fuck,” I gasped. “You taste amazing but this is fucking hard. You’re too wet,” I slapped her ass.

And the brunette just squealed and wriggled her hips.

“Try again,” she gasped, head down still, cunt trembling. “I’ll help you this time.”

And I shook my head but went in for another deep dive. This time, I put my entire mouth around her vaginal hole like a suction cup and inhaled deeply, smooshed deep within those fleshy orbs, my mouth and lips like a powerful vacuum. And simultaneously, Evie bore down with her internal muscles, pushing hard with her pussy and a quick “pop” sounded, the grape shooting into my mouth like a rocket.

Oh fuck, the little orb was warm from being in her body. I rolled the fruit around, savoring the sweet pussy taste, thinking to where it’d just been before biting down, juices squirting out, the sweet sugar mixing with Evie’s cum before swallowing the whole mess.

“Fuck, you taste good,” I ground out, lipping at her ass again.

And the little girl just giggled.

“Ready to take me then?” she said, casting me a sly glance, those brown eyes warm. “Because I’m waiting.”





CHAPTER ELEVEN


Evie




I couldn’t believe I was acting like such a slut. I’m a virgin but somehow Stone made me act like a whore, like I was an experienced woman ready to put it all out … and then some.

Because he’d just sucked a grape out of my pussy and you know what? I wanted more. I didn’t even hesitate, I couldn’t wait. While the big man was still chewing, swallowing the small piece of fruit, I dropped to my hands and knees on the air mattress and shook my kitty at him, baiting him, teasing him.

“Come and get it” I murmured coyly, batting my lashes.

And the big male just shook his head.

“Fuck, you wanna do it animal style your first time?” he growled. “It’ll be easier missionary, I can go slow.”

But that’s not what I was lusting for. I didn’t want some slow slide, the slow creep of a penis into my vaginal channel. I needed dick NOW and was desperate to get it, to be fucked for the first time.

So I flirted and winked, doing my best to drive him over the edge.

“Please,” I breathed, wiggling my kitty at him again. “Please, Mr. Phillips.”

And the big man groaned, dark slashes of color across his cheeks, chest and abs tight, those thick thighs bulging as he knelt in back of me. Moaning, I dropped my head like a flower too heavy on the stalk. His hand ran through my folds once more and finding them dripping, growled with satisfaction.