Sex Piston(21)

Sex Piston let Stud peel her out of the jumpsuit again, exposing her bared body as he lay her back down on the couch. His head went between her thighs where his tongue found her clit, stroking the sensitive bud before sucking it between his teeth. Sex Piston almost lurched from the couch, but his hand against her stomach pressed her back down.

The man had skill, and Sex Piston was woman enough to appreciate it as his fingers spread her wider. Two fingers filled her as he continued to play with her clit. She hadn’t expected to be aroused as quickly when they had only fucked a short time ago.

“Your body is fucking beautiful,” he said between gritted teeth. “Your tits are a man’s wet dream and this pussy is tight as hell, begging me to fuck it.”

Sex Piston held back her moan, still trying to hold a part of herself back. She couldn’t stand bitches who screamed and acted like a cat in heat when they had sex, but damn if he wasn’t working her sufficiently to lower her control to the point where her screaming would bring the cops.

Her hands went to his sandy blond hair, pressing him closer to her flesh that was begging for release. He gently bit down on her clit while his fingers spread inside of her, finding a spot that had her back coming off the couch again. She leaned over him as she came, unable to control her body’s reaction.

Catching her breath took several minutes as he continued to stroke her until he felt her shudders stop.

Stud got to his feet before picking her up and packing her into the bedroom. Standing her on the floor by the bed, he spun her around until she had her back to him. He pushed her upper body down on the bed with her ass and pussy up in the air.

She heard his nightstand open and close and then the crinkle of a condom wrapper before his cock plunged into her in a series of strokes that had her flesh struggling to adjust to his size.

His hands rubbed her back as he started to fuck her, sliding his cock in and out. The sound of his flesh slapping into hers was an erotic sound that rose wanton feelings in her. His hands went to her ass, spreading the globes wide. She tried to jerk away when she felt his thumb against the rosette of her ass.

“Hell no,” she said.

“Stay still.”

He rolled his hips, taking longer strokes that had her hand grabbing the mattress to prevent herself from being pounded into the mattress. She felt his thumb begin to push inside her ass. A feeling of pure lust had her changing her mind about stopping him. Her climax struck when he buried his thumb to the hilt within her.

“You can’t have an ass like yours and not expect me to play with it.” His lips placed tiny kisses on her back, soothing her as he stroked his cock in her still tender pussy.

Sex Piston felt his chest shudder as he gave a hard lunge inside of her. Stud stayed immobile for several seconds before he stood up, removing his thumb and cock.

“I’ll be right back.” She heard him move away, going to the bathroom.

Sex Piston turned, managing to sit on the bed, her body trembling at the second climax that had struck when she had felt his. The man had her coming three times the first time she had sex. It was more than she expected the experience would bring. It was definitely more than Ace had been able to manage the whole time they were together.

When he came out of the bathroom, she stood up and went into the small room herself. Turning on the shower, she washed herself off before grabbing a towel and drying herself. Going back out into the bedroom, she saw that Stud was lying on the bed with his hands behind his head.

While she was still deciding about getting dressed, he took her hand and pulled her down on the bed beside him.

“Go to sleep,” Stud said, turning on his side and pulling her close.

She had spent the night a few times with Ace, but inevitably she wouldn’t be able to sleep next to him. Thinking that she would lie there until he fell asleep then leave, she began feeling drowsy. Relaxing back unconsciously into him, she felt his thumb stroking the curve of her breast.

Clingy fucker couldn’t lie still, she thought to herself before she fell asleep.





Chapter Nine



Sex Piston strummed her fingers on the steering wheel in the long line of cars, waiting to pick up Stud’s kids after school. Usually, Fat Louise picked up his kids, but she had called to tell Sex Piston that she was stuck at the dentist’s office. She would have asked one of her crew, but the beauty shop she owned was slow today, and Killyama and her were sitting around, bored.

They had gotten in the green car, expecting a quick pick up, however, it was taking a while and both women were becoming impatient.

“Where you been the last two weeks?” Killyama asked, bringing up the subject again for the hundredth time.