Xavier FINAL(51)

     My inner muscles tightened and I spread my legs and used my finger to circle my clit, the same way his tongue had. I looked back at the picture as I slipped a finger inside of myself trying to find that spot he had touched that causes me to lose my mind. I found it but it wasn’t the same. I let go of my tit and grabbed the phone and searched through the iTunes to see if by some stroke of luck the song we fucked to was on it, it was. I set it to repeat and pulled up the photo of his cock and closed my eyes.

     To the beat of the music I fingered myself to the memory of last night. I was getting into it and was pretty sure I was gonna come when I looked away from the phone and to the door.

     “Shit!” I grabbed a blanket and covered myself.

     “Don’t you stop. Fuck Irish.” Xavier pulled his shirt over his head and unbuckled his pants and they dropped to the floor.

     I was mortified and covered my face with the blanket. I felt the bed dip at my feet. “Look at what you do to me.” He pulled the blanket off of me and I looked up. He was sitting on his knees slowly pumping himself with his hand.

     “Xavier.”

     “If you were mine I’d watch. Come on Irish stay in character here, please.” He threw the blanket on the floor and spread my legs. “Is that for me?”

     I looked down and remembered I had shaved. When I did it I was feeling incredibly daring and sexy, but right now, well it was different.

     “No?”

     “No.”

     “Alright then.” He began stoking himself. “Right now I am picturing what I’ve been watching for three repeats of the song that I fucked the hottest piece of ass I have ever touched to. My cock is so hard from the image I will never forget. I can almost taste your hot tight pussy on my tongue as your juices flow onto it. So damn hot and so fucking good.” He stopped and groaned. “I don’t know how much longer I’m gonna last Irish, come with me. If you were mine you’d never deny what I’m asking.” He tightened his grip and pumped harder. “You are so tight, so wet, so hot.”

     I didn’t dare look down. His eyes had captured mine and his words; my God his words were fucking me almost as good as his cock had. I cupped my breast and pinched my nipple.

     “That’s good, fuck tell me how it feels.”

     I licked my lips, “Um…”

     “I’m so hard Irish.” He stroked up and down faster. “I’m sucking your rosy nipples…”

     “Your tongue circles them once, then twice…”

     “And you taste so good.”

     “Every part of me comes alive. My scalp tingles remembering your hands in my hair…”

     “Your pussy contracts squeezing me harder and harder. Pumping me.”

     “I’m wet. So wet from your finger inside of me.” I push a finger inside myself and moan. “Then your tongue circles right here.”

     “Your clit, say it.” He pumped harder and faster.

     “My clit. God it feels so good the way you tease it with your tongue and butterflies dance inside of me fluttering against my insides. Your tongue, oh fuck your tongue…” I can’t continue I’m so close my knees clench around my hand as the walls of my vagina spasm.

     “I’m gonna come. Fuck I’m gonna come so hard for you Irish.”

     “In my mouth. God I want to know how you taste Xavier,” I almost yell it.

     “You better be hungry and get up here now.”

     I scampered down to him and wrapped my lips around his pulsing head and he yelled out my name.

     His fingers pushed inside me and found the spot I had been only teasing so easily that I cried out as the first shot hit the back of my throat. My back arched as I silently gagged and the next salty warm shot hit the roof of my mouth. I swallowed quickly hoping I could take it. God I loved the noise he was making as he continued fucking me with his finger.

     My whole body tensed and then the crash of my orgasm hit me so hard I cried out and the last spurt of Xavier’s creamy thick cum hit the back of my throat and I swallowed quickly. I didn’t stop sucking and he kept moving his fingers slowly inside me. When I finally sat up, I immediately kissed him.