Rub Me the Right Way(28)

Devin put his hands on my ass and gently massaged the cheeks for a moment. He put his fingers on my lower back and let his thumbs inch their way up my spine. He was a master masseuse. Sometimes I thought he couldn’t help himself, even when I was hot, wet, and ready to rock and roll, he would rub my back. I glanced over my shoulder and smiled.

“You gonna fuck me or rub me?”

“Can’t I do both?” he asked. “Okay, fine!”

He slid his hand down my back and underneath my ass, the fingers of his right hand slipping between my folds to lube up. I was gushing like bubbling spring already. Granted, it didn’t take much to get me going these days. Lube was never a problem for me, especially since Devin had come into my life. I had never squirted before he performed Yoni Massage on me. Now, I couldn’t stop. It was as if I had a wellspring deep inside me that only he could coax the stream from. Cleaning up my mess after a squirt-fest was a pain, but worth every soaked towel and every drenched sheet.

Devin’s cock continued sliding between my folds. He teased me with the head. He would pull back enough that the head brushed my hole, then slide forward again to roll the head over my clit. It felt amazing. I buried my face in the pillow and let him have his way.

“I love your pussy and your ass,” he said, the lubed-up finger drawing little circles around my anus. I had never tried anal before Devin. I had always considered that an exit, not an entrance. We’d only done it a couple of times when we were really drunk. Even then, we had to go slow and easy because of his size, but my natural lube was always available to assist.

“My pussy and ass love you back,” I said. “So much…”

I gasped a little when he slid the oily finger into my ass. Just the tip, then another inch, then another. Slowly, gently, he started working the finger in and out. At the same time, he held his cock with his other hand and began swirling the tip around my hole, teasing me, making me moan for him to fuck me, begging for it without saying a word.

After a moment, I felt his finger and cock pull way. When I glanced over my shoulder he was on his knees on the bed, his long cock jutting out from his curly pubes like the branch of a great tree.

“What do you expect me to do with that?” I asked, already knowing the answer but making him say it.

“Your mouth,” he said. “I want to fuck your mouth.”

I smiled and rolled over on to my back, then propped two pillows behind my head so my face was leaning forward. Devin straddled my tits so his cock loomed before my eyes, the head brushing my lips. He braced his hands on the head of the bed and moved his hips forward as I opened my mouth to let him inside.

“Yesss… oh fuck… I love that…” he moaned as I suction my lips around the shaft and let him do all the work. He moved his hips back and forth slowly, being careful not to go inside too far. He didn’t want to gag me and I didn’t want to throw up on him. We had worked it out over time. I knew how to relax my throat and he knew exactly how deeply he could go.

I closed my eyes and let him fuck my mouth, slow and easy. I reached around behind him and clenched my fingers into his ass cheeks, digging in hard with my nails, making him moan at the pain.

“Fuck… Cass…. Jeez…”

His hips started moving faster. I pressed my lips tighter around the shaft and curled my tongue so the head of his cock would slide over it with every stroke. If he kept going he’d shoot his hot load down my throat, which was just fine with me.

Devin reached back and started rubbing my pussy with his fingertips. I’m sure we were a sight to behold, like some porno, contortionist circus act, him straddling my tits, his cock in my mouth, my hands on his ass, and him reaching back fingering my cunt. Thank goodness, we were tall with long limbs… Short people could never pull this off.

“Fuck… baby… yes…” he moaned, hips moving, finger sliding. When I brought my right hand up to grab his cock he nearly exploded in my mouth.

I started sucking the head and milking the shaft. I slid my free hand down between us so I could reach my clit. I dipped my fingers between my cunt lips to wet them, then started sliding my finger over my clit as fast as it would go.

“God… yes…” Devin growled, gripping the headboard to keep his balance and to keep it from slamming the wall. He let me milk him for a moment more. I knew he was close to cumming and so was I. I could feel his cock growing even larger in my mouth as every ounce of blood in his body rushed to his crotch to join the party. Just when I thought he was ready to explode, he pulled back quickly and blew out a long breath.

“Not yet,” he said, climbing off me and moving to the side of the bed on his knees. He hooked his strong hands under my knees and turned me sideways like a rag doll so that my ass was at the edge of the bed and my legs were draped over his shoulders.

“Mmmm….” I said as he started massaging my clit between his thumbs. My clit hood was long, like a small uncircumcised cock. Devin loved to milk it and take the skin between his teeth and give it tender bites. I loved it when he pulled the clit hood back with his fingers to expose the little man in the boat and gave him a kiss, like he… was doing… fuck… now…

“God… feels… so good…” I sighed, bucking my ass against his mouth. He pressed his lips to the little pink nub and I felt the first orgasm exploding from my cunt like a tsunami hitting the shoreline. I arched my back and came hard, gushing a stream of clear juices over his face, soaking his chin. Devin opened his mouth and drank it up, like a thirsty kid at a water fountain.

“I love that so fucking much…” he said, licking his lips, moaning at the back of his throat.

“I love it, too…” I whispered, my body still shivering from the orgasm, my cunt hot, on fire, bubbling up again. Devin leaned down and lapped it up, then licked me clean like a cat grooming its kitten.

“Fuck me, baby,” I said. I looked down with pleading eyes, but the devious smile on his face told me he was not ready to quit playing with my pussy, at least not yet. That was one of the things that I loved about Devin. He took greater pleasure in making me happy than worrying so much about himself. Usually, by the time he shot his load, he had made me cum five or six times. I wondered if he kept count… I certainly did…

He pushed my thighs wider apart, then used his fingers to pull back my pussy lips so his tongue could find my hole. “Your pussy is so fucking beautiful…” he said, his tongue trailing along the edges of my lips. “It’s too beautiful to just fuck.”

“I’m… so glad… you like… it… but please… fuck it…”

“I don’t just like it,” he said, lowering his lips to my clit. “I fucking love it.”

I felt his tongue swirling around my hole. I came again, gushing, squirting, spraying, but it did not slow him down. Devin stiffened his tongue like a stubby cock and fucked me with it until I came again. And again. And again. By the time he was finished my body was limp as a rag and I didn’t know if I’d even be able to get up and go to work.

“What the fuck… are you doing… to me…” I asked. I didn’t realize that I was clutching my tits and squeezing my nipples so hard that they were turning purple while Devin was eating me out. I looked down to find my tits covered in red marks that perfectly fit my fingers.

“That’s exactly what I’m doing to you,” he said, pushing himself up on his muscular arms. I watched him with bated breath as he stood up for a moment and started stroking his cock. “It this what you want? You want this big cock inside your tight little box?”

“Yes,” I said, my voice pleading with him. I held up my knees and spread my legs. I put my finger tips on my pussy lips and parted them for him. “Please… Dev… don’t make me beg… fuck me… fuck me hard… now…”

“Okay,” he said with a broad smile. He lowered himself on to me, the bulbous head of his cock pressing to my hole. He braced my legs against his chest and held my ankles at his shoulders. I held my breath and prayed for him not to stop. My pussy stretched to let his plum head slide inside me.

“Oh… yeah… that’s it…” I went back to roughly massaging my tits and pulling on my nipples, clamping them between my fingers. “More… baby… give me more…”

His thick cock slid inside me an inch at a time. My wet pussy hole and lips suctioned around the shaft. I could feel his heart beating inside me.

“More…” I said, feeling him come in another inch, then another. When the tip of his cock pressed to my cervix, I exhaled deeply. “Now… lift me up… fuck me hard… like I like it…”

We’d done this little trick before and it was one of my favorite positions because the head of Devin’s cock came inside at such an angle that it bounced against my G-spot, making me cum like a bursting dam.

He held on tight to my ankles and lifted my ass up. The only part of my body touching the bed was my shoulders and the back of my head. The rest of me was lifted up, my legs high in the air, with Devin’s long cock hammering into my box.