Naughty Girl

The delicious aroma of onion and garlic simmering away in butter filled my nostrils as soon as I opened the door to my apartment. I smiled to myself. I loved it when Lizzy came over unannounced.

“Hey, Babe,” I called, as I disgorged the contents of my pockets on the side table.

“Will!” Lizzy beamed, skipping around the corner from the kitchen and throwing her arms around me.

She pressed her body hard up against mine and buried her head in my chest. I closed my arms around her, feeling her slender frame, and enjoying the delicate contours of her back through her blue spaghetti strap singlet. I kissed the top of her head, and inhaled the tropical scent of her shampoo – coconut and something sweet I couldn’t identify.

She craned up to face me, the strands of dirty blonde hair that had escaped her ponytail falling off the sides of her black-framed glasses. I swallowed her smile in a soft kiss on her lips. “I wasn’t expecting you until Friday night.” I couldn’t hide the delight from my tone.

“Yeah, I know. I just wanted to see you. You don’t mind, do you?” Her lips curled in a cute, little pout.

“Of course not,” I replied, brushing a wayward strand from her forehead.

“You don’t regret giving me a key?” Her blue eyes hopefully crested the rim of her glasses.

“No way,” I breathed, bending down to rub her nose with mine.

Lizzy hummed a positive response, and turned back to the kitchen. I let my eyes fall to her ass as she padded away across the timber floor. Below that powder blue singlet, her seductive curves were clad in nothing but a tiny pair of white cotton panties.

I exhaled deeply, savouring the vision.

“So what are you cooking?” I asked as I rounded the other side of the kitchen bench.

“Just a bolognaise. Nothing fancy.” Lizzy shot me a sweet smile over her shoulder, then returned her attention to the pot on the stove.

“Smells good,” I encouraged. I lingered a moment, enjoying the view, then announced, “I’ll just get changed quickly.”

“No rush,” she said, reaching for another ingredient to add to her concoction. “It’s still got to simmer another half hour or so. I haven’t put the pasta on yet.”

Leaving her to it, I slipped into my bedroom and hung my coat up in the wardrobe, followed by my red and white striped tie and my belt. It had been a hell of a day, and I didn’t feel like another one-legged flamingo dance to get my shoes off. I scuffed over to my bed and sat down. As I did, something hard dug painfully into my left buttock.

“What the…” I complained to myself, scooting towards the foot of the bed and flicking back the embroidered cream doona.

A deep pink vibrator lay on the white sheet, it’s metallic inlay glinting in the overhead light. I immediately recognised it as the Soraya I had bought Lizzy for Valentine’s Day. There was no mistaking the thumbs-up I got from the clitoral stimulator. We were old friends, forever bonded from that first awkward moment in the adult shop, where the intrusively helpful sales assistant had shoved me in front of the LELO display and not let me leave without one.

Credit where credit’s due, however, he was right on the money.

I petted the wrinkled sheet around the toy. It was still damp. Holding my fingers to my nose, I could smell the strong earthy scent of Lizzy’s pussy. I picked up the Soraya and sniffed at it, detecting the same heady aroma.

“Lizzy?” I called, cradling the vibrator in my lap.

I heard the sound of a wooden spoon being laid on the porcelain spoon-rest by the stove, then saw Lizzy appear in the doorway a few seconds later. She stood by the door, biting her bottom lip. Her tight singlet clung to her body, her nipples jutting out from atop her perky breasts. Unfortunately her wringing hands disrupted the view of her white cotton panties.

I sat there looking at her. The muffled sound of the television in the next room wafted through the door, but couldn’t mask the sound of her breathing. I held up the LELO. “What’s this?” I said evenly.

She blushed deeply and dipped her gaze, not answering me. Her breath was ragged, and I had to fight to control my own. My heart pounded with anticipation, but I held my ground, held the silence. It was a game. Whoever spoke first: lost.

“I’m sorry, Will,” she whispered.

I fought the Cheshire grin with every fibre of my being. Then in my best patronising tone, “Sorry for what, Lizzy?”

“I’m sorry I used the toy you bought me,” she rasped. “I know I’m not allowed to use it without you. But I promise,” She looked up hopefully for a second. “I didn’t come.”

“Hmm,” I pondered with a tilt of my head. Turning away, I patted the enormous wet spot on the sheet. I heard Lizzy gasp as I did. When I turned back, she was again staring at the floor, her cheeks deeply flushed.

When she did finally look up, I patted my lap. She didn’t answer me. Instead she scuffed at the polished floorboards with her bare toe and did whatever she could not to make eye contact.

“But, Will…”

“Lizzy, that’s enough,” I said softly. “You know you’ve been a naughty girl.” My tone became more serious. “Naughty girls need to be punished.”

Lizzy closed her eyes, her mouth falling open with a loud sigh. The thick strand of hair that fell down her face swayed in her breath. Tentatively, she crept forward towards me, still wringing her hands. When she reached me, she put one knee up on the bed beside me and began to bend over me.

“Uh-uh,” I stopped her. “You can have a bare bottom spanking.”

Lizzy whimpered as she stepped back off the bed, paused a moment, almost testing my resolve. Then resigned, she hooked her thumbs into the sides of her panties and began tugging them down over her hips.

There is nothing more sexy than the sight of a beautiful woman peeling off her panties.

I was in awe. The waistband stretched around her curves, collapsing the white cotton into a thin horizontal line across her sex. Her cute little muff of light brown pubic hair came into view, followed by the seductive hint of her pussy lips, then finally that gorgeous little gap between the tops of her thighs.

As she pushed the thin white line down her legs, I kept staring at her pussy, my cock throbbing in my lap. The glimpse of her folds disappeared when she got her panties past her knees, bending over to step out of them. It was then I noticed her breasts in my field of vision, straining against the tight blue singlet. Her nipples looked painfully hard.

Leaving her panties in a puddle on the beige rug, Lizzy stood up straight and looked into my eyes. Her lips were curled ever so slightly in the beginnings of a wicked smirk, her hands by her sides, gently brushing the outside of her thighs. There was an unsteadiness in her breath, her body language betraying her excitement.

The sight of my girlfriend standing there in nothing but a light blue singlet and a sloppy ponytail had my heart racing. I could hear my own breath hitching. I was aroused, to be sure, and it was certainly clouding my judgement. I could not take my eyes off her.

Eventually I broke the trance by patting my lap again. She swallowed, then climbed up onto the bed once more, slowly laying across my lap. Her left hip pressed firmly into my aching cock as she settled into position. Her upper body was flat on the bed, with her chin resting on her forearms.

I placed my left hand on the small of her back, my thumb hooking under the hem of her singlet. Then I laid my right hand gently on that perfect ass in my lap. My hand spanned across both her luscious cheeks, delighting in the silky smoothness of her skin and the softness of her flesh. I couldn’t help but caress her naked backside for a moment. I gently squeezed as I circled my hand around, my cock twitching agonisingly as I went.

I shook myself free from the glorious sensation of the pressure of her hip bone against my member, then raised my right hand from her ass. Lizzy held her breath. We both did.

I brought my hand down hard on her left cheek. My palm stung with the blow, the sharp crack giving way to Lizzy’s surprised scream, then mewling whimpers. Her body convulsed in muffled gasps.

I raised my hand again. Her soft flesh was already reddening from the strike. Bringing my hand down once more, this time spanking her right cheek with a stinging crack. She cried out, the startled pain giving way to an aroused moan. And then again, I raised my hand.

I rained down smack after smack, alternating between each of her pinking cheeks. My palm tingled wildly as I lifted it in the air, and my cock throbbed more so against her hip. I ended up spanking her about a dozen times on each cheek.

Without the heart to continue, I laid my hand gently on her bright red ass. The heat coming from it was incredible, if not just the burning sting of my own hand. Lizzy’s panting moans teetered on the edge, riding the agony between pleasure and pain.

I tried to comfort her the best I could, rubbing my left hand up and down her spine. And with my right, I gently caressed her bottom in large clockwise circuits. I cupped her left buttock and slowly slid my hand up over her swollen globe, with my fingertips trailing in the crack of her ass. Then I made my way across the small of her back, before groping the top of her right cheek and making my way down, this time my thumb sliding through her cleft. At the bottom, my hand traced the soft contours of the tops of her thighs to begin the circuit again.

She parted her legs, revealing her pink slit. “Please, Will,” she begged. “I was so naughty.”

My cock almost leapt beneath her hip. I knew what she wanted, and, God, I wanted to give it to her. Dropping my hand between her thighs, I cradled her burning pussy, her soft folds nuzzling my fingers.

I pressed firmly against her sex, eliciting a tortured moan through her gritted teeth. I could feel the swollen, little nub of her clitoris, and the soft prickle of her pubic hair against my fingertips. With her glowing butt cheeks clenched, I quickly slapped her pussy – not too hard, just enough for a light sting – maybe four or five times. She squealed with each strike, her swollen lips darkening as they became engorged.

I held my hand firm to her vulva again. Each time I pressed, she squirmed, trying to grind herself back onto my hand. The pressure was pushing her closer and closer to orgasm, I knew. I burrowed my middle finger through her slit, feeling her sopping arousal. And that stiff, little bud.

But this was punishment. I couldn’t let her come.

I brought her to the brink over and over, pressing and releasing. Each push of her button caused her to buck in frustrated agony. I loved it. The sound of her moans, almost constant, desperately pleading with me to push her over the edge. The syrupy wetness spilled from her and coated my fingers.

It was then I had to stop. Much more, and I wouldn’t be able to stop myself.

Lizzy’s trembling body eventually stilled. Her moans fell silent. She lay there taking deep breaths while I continued to caress her beautiful ass. Then she turned her head to face me, her face flushed and pouting.

“Are you okay?” I whispered with an evil grin.

She pushed herself up onto her knees, sitting back on her feet to my right with a wince. Wrinkling her nose and searching for the right words, she finally whispered back, “I’m so sorry I was naughty, Will.”

I gently held both sides of her face and breathed, “It’s all right, Baby. It’s over now.” I pulled her towards me and planted a soft kiss on her lips. “I love you, Lizzy. You’re such a good girl.”

“I love you too,” she replied, her brow furrowed incredulously. She wanted the game to continue.

“Why don’t you show me what a good girl you are?” I couldn’t help myself.

“Okay,” she smiled, biting her bottom lip impishly. Lizzy kissed me again, then kicked her feet out from under her and off the edge of the bed. She stood up, lifting her bare ass from the mattress.

I shamefully sucked air in through my teeth as I saw how red her ass was, and looked away. It was then that I noticed a wet spot on the end of the bed where she’d been sitting. I gingerly reached out to touch the darker patch of embroidered cream on the doona cover. It was definitely wet. I leaned over and smelled it, and as soon as I did, my entire body flushed. My own arousal had left a slimy spot of pre-cum at the end of my erection, which had soaked through my pants. And I noticed another spot, just on the inside of my right thigh, where Lizzy’s pussy had been resting during her spanking.

Without speaking, Lizzy spun around on the rug and dropped, reaching for the fly of my trousers. She unfastened and tugged them down forcefully, flicking them hard over the end of my cock. I lifted myself slightly to allow her to get them down over my ass, as she settled herself comfortably on her knees between my legs.

She broke eye contact with me briefly to look down at my exposed erection. Her smile broadened, then she reached out with both hands, clasping them tightly around the base of my shaft, leaving the head and another inch or two poking out the top. The entire end was slick with pre-cum.

Lizzy bit her bottom lip as she looked back up at me. “Stand up, Will,” she breathed. “I want to look at you while I suck your cock.” Her words nearly caused me to pass out.

I leaned forward, holding the sides of her face, and kissed her softly on the mouth. Our tongues found each other and swirled together. I sucked tenderly at her lips, and she at mine. When I pulled back, she slowly licked her lips and hummed with contentment.

I pushed myself up off the bed, realising that Lizzy had been gripping my cock the entire time. She held on, bringing the engorged head an inch from her lips. She looked up at me over the rim of her glasses and smiled sweetly. Then looking down at my cock, she gently kissed the head, her soft lips lingering on the slippery tip, before she sucked them free.

She smiled up at me again, then opened her mouth and extended her tongue out to take my entire head between her lips. She held my gaze while she sucked and swirled her warm tongue around my glands.

“You are such a good girl,” I gasped down at her.

She pulled herself off my cock and smiled up at me, “You really think so, Will?”

“Oh, Lizzy, I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Will,” she smiled with twinkling blue eyes, before sinking back onto my cock.

Lizzy worked my bulbous head with her lips and tongue, licking at the seam where it met the shaft, every so often sliding herself off the end with a kiss on the tip. She stared up at me the whole time. I couldn’t look away. Nor did I want to. She bobbed down on my cock, taking more and more into her mouth. First, her lips met her left hand, and when she took that away to steady herself against my hip, she stroked my shaft with her right in time with her mouth.

The slurping sounds grew, along with our breath, as she wanked my cock into her mouth. I held my hand over hers on my hip, causing her to lift her face off me to give me an affectionate smile, before resuming her fantastic blow job. I ran my fingers through her dirty blonde hair as she bobbed, releasing more and more strands from her ponytail. But Lizzy was undeterred, staring up at me and increasing her tempo until I was fucking her mouth with lusty abandon.

“Oh..ahh…Lizzy, Baby, I’m going to come,” I groaned, the pressure of the ecstasy throughout my entire body building to the point where it was no longer bearable.

Lizzy’s grip around the base of my cock tightened, and she pumped my length with her fist with a newfound intensity. She sucked the head of my cock even harder, staring up at me with those big blue eyes, and snorting through her nose. I began to moan. Losing my composure, I held Lizzy’s shoulders and buckled over slightly. She moaned back at me in rapid, erotic grunts.

I came in her beautiful mouth with a roar. My body flushed with splendid warmth, and a torrent of semen gushed up the full length of my cock.

The force of my orgasm caught Lizzy by surprise, causing her to pull back from my erupting cock, coughing and spluttering. Cum dribbled from her lips as she fought for air, but she kept jacking my cock with her hand.

My cock kept spurting, sending a thick ropey stream splashing onto Lizzy’s face, across her glasses, nose and cheek. She gasped at the contact with my hot seed, but was powerless to do anything about the third jet that struck her in the forehead and splattered into her hair. She lunged at my cock with her mouth open, catching another thick spurt. She quickly swallowed it down before clamping her lips around my head.

I convulsed in uncontrollable spasms with the remainder of my blissful release. Lizzy looked up at me while she pumped my shaft and sucked on my head. Her face was covered in cum, and it was honestly the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

“Oh, Baby, I can’t…” I breathed, pushing her back and falling back onto the bed. I was way too sensitive for Lizzy to continue working my cock the way she was.

She sat on the floor, wiping the cum off her face and glasses with her fingers, and then seductively sucked them clean. As she watched me, she made sure I saw her tongue dart out and flick across her fingertips every time she brought them to her mouth.

“Did I do good, Will?”

”Uh-huh,” I laughed, looking down at her.

“Is it my turn now?” she cooed, with a sexy, cum-stained grin.

“We’ll see,” I teased. “If you’re a good girl the rest of the night, well, maybe.”

Lizzy began to pout, but immediately stopped when I raised an eyebrow at her. She dipped her gaze and caught sight of my still-hard cock. “Mmm,” she purred, climbing up onto me. She sucked my erection into her mouth again, and bobbed up and down a few times, before letting it pop free. “I love my horny boy.”

“Oh, yeah. That’s a good girl.” I let my head fall back onto the mattress, unable to cope with the visual sensations of Lizzy staking her claim to me anymore. Closing my eyes, I drifted a thousand miles away.

“Will?” Lizzy’s question jolted me from my daydream.

“What is it, Babe?” I lifted my head up to look at her.

She was sitting up, biting her bottom lip and holding her hands behind her back. “My bottom’s really sore, Will.”

“Oh, Lizzy, I’m so sorry. I think there’s some moisturising cream with some aloe under the sink in the bathroom. Why don’t you grab it, and I’ll help you put it on.”

“Okay,” she smiled brightly, padding off to the ensuite.

With her distracted in the bathroom, I quickly changed out of my clothes, wiping the mixture of cum and saliva from my cock, and throwing on a pair of dark boxers and a green, over-sized t-shirt. Lizzy returned and handed me the bottle of moisturiser.

“Lie down on the bed,” I instructed gently. “This should help soothe the sting.”

She lay down on her stomach, with her arms buried under the pillow and her face on top, looking up at me. I squeezed a big dollop of the cream into my palm and rubbed my hands together to spread it out, then gently cupped her buttocks.

Lizzy gasped.

”Oh, are you okay?” I asked, afraid I’d hurt her.

“Yeah,” she giggled, “It’s just really cold.”

I snorted a chuckle myself and continued to gently apply the cream to her perfect ass. I kneaded her soft flesh, tenderly prying apart her cheeks with my thumbs. Each time I did, her puckered, little asshole winked up at me along with the soft, glistening folds of her vagina. The glossy sheen of her buttocks covered in lotion was so wonderfully sexy, I couldn’t help but sigh in total admiration.

“Mmm, that feels good,” she purred into the doona.

When the cream no longer provided any lubrication for my strokes, I said, “That should do you.” Then I bent down and kissed her left cheek. “All better.”

“What about the other one?” Lizzy pouted.

I chuckled again, before bending down to kiss her other soft buttock, my hands steadying myself on her hips. She would do anything to manipulate me into becoming sexually entangled with her.

“Thank you, Will,” she whispered.

”You’re welcome, Sweetie. ”

She skipped off into the kitchen to continue with dinner, while I retreated to the bathroom to wash my hands and make sure my cock wasn’t leaking through my boxers. I splashed some water on my face to try and regain my composure, then looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn’t help but smile, complete with a set of raised eyebrows. I couldn’t believe my luck.

When I came out, I saw Lizzy at the stove, stirring the bolognaise, her pink ass hanging out the bottom of her powder blue singlet. I whispered, “Hey, go put your panties on.” And with that, I gave her a playful smack on the bum.

Lizzy yelped as she jumped up, throwing her hands to her sensitive ass to protect it. She spun around and wrinkled her nose at me. I gasped, holding my hand over my mouth, my eyes wide with shock. I mouthed an apology, but she realised it was an accident and broke into a big, beaming smile. Then she shook her head at me and skipped into the bedroom.

She returned a moment later, safely back in her white cotton panties. We finished cooking the dinner together, bustling around the kitchen, getting the pasta on and fine-tuning the sauce. We chatted about our day as we worked, updating each other on the ins and outs of our respective jobs.

Dropping a colander into the sink, I poured out the pasta. I couldn’t help but get an eyeful of Lizzy’s perfect ass as she bent over to retrieve some bowls from the cupboard under the bench. “You want some wine with this?” I asked, reaching for a bottle of red.

“Sure,” she smiled, using tongs to dish out the spaghetti. “How about we eat on our laps and put on a nice movie?”

“Sounds good,” I replied, sliding my hands around her waist and kissing her shoulder.

I fired up Serendipity in the DVD player as Lizzy brought our dinner over and placed the bowls on the coffee table. I watched her gingerly sit down, wincing as her ass made contact with the coarse camel fabric. Sucking air in through my teeth in sympathy, I sat down next to her. We ate our pasta, drank our wine and watched our movie.

With our empty bowls back on the coffee table, Lizzy nursed her second glass of wine and snuggled into me for the rest of John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale. It was one of her favourites, and we’d often chat about what was happening on screen during the movie. It was always lovely. Her unbearable sexual frustration and constant crossing and uncrossing of her legs made it all the more delicious.

“I love this part,” I offered, as John Cusack distractingly went through the rehearsal of his wedding to Bridget Moynahan.

“Oh, I hate this part,” she replied.

“It’s so beautiful,” I rebutted, “She knows him so well. He’s always looking at that book. And she knows he doesn’t have a copy, so she gets it for him.”

“Then he leaves her,” Lizzy cried, reaching for a tissue from the box on the table.

I kissed the top of Lizzy’s head as she blew her nose. She looked up at me and kissed me on the lips, still clutching her dirty tissue. “I love you, Will.”

“I love you too, Lizzy,” I smiled down at her.

As the movie reached its climax with John Cusack laying on the ice rink and Kate Beckinsale turning up, Lizzy started to cry again. “Oh, I love this. When they find each other.”

“What about the girl with the book?”

“Oh, fuck her,” Lizzy spat, reaching for another tissue.

I laughed, and held her close to me as the movie finished. “Why don’t you get ready for bed?” I suggested. Then gesturing at the bowls and glasses on the coffee table, I went on, “I’ll clean this up.”

Lizzy skipped off into the bedroom while I set about tidying up. I straightened up the kitchen and started the dishwasher. Back in the lounge area, I wiped down the table. I reached for the lamp to turn it off, when the bedroom door opened. Lizzy stood there biting her lip, still in her singlet and panties, and glasses and ponytail. She was holding the bottle of moisturiser.

“Will, my bottom’s really starting to hurt again,” she pouted in a little-girl voice that immediately stirred my cock. She bit her lip, then asked, “Would you please put some more lotion on for me?”

“Of course, Baby.” I smiled, half to myself. Another ploy, I knew. She was incorrigible. “Come over here.” I rinsed off the cloth and hung it over the tap, before sitting on the edge of the couch.

Lizzy came and stood in front of me, her panty-clad pussy right at my eye level. She handed me the bottle and turned around. The soft light from the single lamp in the living area made her look even more beautiful, if that was possible.

“Okay, Baby, do you want to pull your panties down for me?”

Lizzy seductively stuck her ass out as she hooked her thumbs into her waistband, and slid the white cotton down over her hips and down her toned thighs. She bent right over, pushing her panties past her knees and giving me a spectacular view of her delicate folds and asshole. I sniffed at her deeply as she let her panties fall to the floor.

She stood up straight in front of me as I squirted a big load of lotion into my palm and spread it between my hands. I grabbed her perfect pink backside, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from her.

“Cold?” I smiled.

“Uh-huh,” she almost moaned in response.

I massaged her shapely ass, breathing in deeply through my nose. Although the smell of aloe overpowered her natural aroma. I applied another generous squirt, for no other reason than my own selfish gratification. My thumbs dipped deeper into the crack of her ass with each stroke, pulling her soft cheeks apart in the process.

“Is it easier if I bend over?” she asked, looking down at me over her shoulder.

I felt that lovely warm flush again, and managed to reply, “Um…yeah. That might help.”

“Okay,” she beamed, bending over at the hips and supporting her upper body on the coffee table.

It was the perfect view of my girlfriend’s sex. The solitary lamp bathed her glistening folds in a beautiful warm glow. The way her inner labia protruded so sweetly from her outer lips, right in my face. I have never seen anything so beautiful. It was the perfect heart-shaped vision.

I must have squeezed the rest of the bottle into my hand for the third application, with thick gooey moisturising cream spilling over the sides of my palm. As I slathered on the lotion, enjoying her softness and her most intimate area mere inches from my face, her breathing gradually transitioned into gentle moaning.

“Oh, Will, that feels so good. The way you’re blowing on me.”

I furrowed my brow, confused. It took me a second to figure it out. My own breath had become ragged, and that’s what she was feeling on her backside. I smiled, then blew long, cool breaths onto her lovely cheeks. Lizzy moaned in response, and I continued, angling my soothing blows all over her rear.

I made sure I blew right across her puckered, little asshole as I crossed from one cheek to the other, then slowly over her glistening pussy on the way back. Each time I crossed that sensitive centre, she breathlessly moaned. She was enjoying the attention.

I was conscious of the wet sensation in my boxer shorts, as the pre-cum from my throbbing cock all but flowed out. I was out of my mind. As much as I wanted to continue torturing her, I had to push this further.

The frictionless slide of my hands over Lizzy’s ass eased, and the incredibly sexy sheen of the lotion on her skin dulled in the lamplight. I leaned forward and planted a lingering kiss on her right buttock. She let out a contented little hum. And I kissed her again on her other cheek.

“How does that feel?” I gasped between kisses as I continued pressing my lips to her soft flesh.

“Uh-huh,” was all she moaned.

Spurred on, I kept kissing her perfect ass, alternating between cheeks, and blowing on her pussy and asshole on the way back and forth. My kisses got closer and closer to her seam, to her treasure.

“Oh my God. Yes.”

“You want me to keep going?” I croaked.

“Oh, yes please, Will. Please keep going. That feels so good.”

It was her turn after all.

My next kiss found her perineum, causing Lizzy to let out a trembling moan. I kissed her there again, to the same reaction. And again. I gradually let my tongue make contact with her taut flesh. First, just the slightest of touches with the very tip. Then more and more with a larger area of my tongue, until I was unabashedly licking her.

I moved down, kissing the glistening lips of her opening, lingering longer and longer with each soft kiss. Her delicate inner labia met my lips perfectly. I gently sucked each fold into my mouth as I went, then trailed the tip of my tongue along the edge of each petal. My kisses became hungrier. Greedier.

I licked and sucked at my girlfriend’s sex, tasting her. Savouring every delightful sensation. I licked around the rim of her opening, spiralling my tongue in deeper and deeper with every lap. Lizzy’s horny cunt squeezed around my tongue as I probed it into her as deeply as I could. She was so incredibly wet.

I buried my face in her, to the point my nose painfully squashed against her asshole and my jaw strained to get my tongue farther inside her. Even with Lizzy swivelling her hips in my face, I could not get in deep enough. With the pain in my jaw too much, I moved even lower, tracing the folds of her outer labia to her engorged clitoris. Done with teasing her, I lapped at her button like a dog dying of thirst.

Lizzy began moaning uncontrollably. Although she’d been making a lot of noise the whole time, I only then became aware of the racket. The sound of my girlfriend in the throes of ecstasy, particularly at my own touch, was the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.

I swirled my tongue around her clit, flicking at the sensitive nub and her labia as I went. Her pretty little cunny gaped at the end of my nose, the slippery opening sending me cross-eyed. Leaving my left hand on her hip, I eased the index and middle finger of my right into her.

Lizzy’s moan was pure guttural pleasure. I sawed my fingers in and out of her, applying pressure on the front wall of her vagina until I found that tell-tale change in texture that betrayed her G-spot. At the same time, I shifted angles to suck her clit into my mouth. Holding her button tightly between my lips, I flicked my tongue wildly across it.

Lizzy moaned in an incoherent, tortured rapture. Her whole body swayed stiffly. I held onto her desperately with my left hand, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hip. The whole time, frantically working her clit furiously and plunging my fingers in and out of her gooey core as fast as I could.

She stilled. She stopped breathing and her spastic moan halted.

I sucked harder, my fingers a blur. “Come for me, Baby,” I mumbled with a full mouth.

Lizzy screamed deeply from her diaphragm, unable to hold back the torrent anymore.

My face was splashed with a warm, rich fluid. I instantly knew what was happening, and ripped my fingers from Lizzy’s gushing cunt. Opening my mouth, my lips tingling from their assault on my girlfriend’s clit, I hungrily dove for her opening.

She squirted again. This time, without my fingers in the way, the translucent liquid poured out of her pussy in a single thick stream. I caught it all in my mouth, hastily swallowing it down to ready for the next spurt. I revelled in the taste of that familiar sweet, almost tangy earthiness.

The third wave was much smaller, only half as long and thick as the previous. But I still caught it all, delighting in the rich flavour. And the fourth was little more than a heavy trickle, which I lapped from her pretty flower. I plunged my tongue back inside her sopping wet cunt to eat the rest of her.

Unable to hold herself up anymore, Lizzy collapsed to the rug on her knees, cruelly denying me the pleasure of devouring the rest of her precious fluid. Her body heaved with deep gasps as she steadied herself on the coffee table. I was puffing heavily from the exertions myself.

She looked over her shoulder at me, lifting her head to peer at me through those cute black-framed glasses. She panted through a huge, open-mouthed smile, that ran from ear to ear. I smiled back at her, and we shared a breathless laugh.

Like a panther, she crawled up onto me, straddling me as she went. Holding my cock beneath her, she lined herself up, ready to impale her own horny cunt on my cock. But as she put her knee down in the final position, , she screamed out in pain and toppled off me. The metal frame of the couch must have dug into her leg.

“This couch is so shit,” Lizzy laughed, trying to clamber off. “Ouw!”

“Yeah, it’s definitely not for fooling around on.” I sat up.

“Well, come on,” she smiled as she rose to her feet, holding out her hand. “Let’s finish this off in bed.”

I took her hand and followed her into the bedroom. Even after everything we’d just done, I couldn’t help but sneak a peek at her spectacular naked ass right in front of me. I snorted a laugh, noticing that it was still a little pink from the spanking I’d given her earlier.

“Hey, perve,” she smiled over her shoulder with mock admonishment.

What could I do, but smile and shrug my shoulders?

“Naughty boy,” she said playfully, pushing me back onto the bed.

I scooted backwards until I had my head on the pillow, kicking the doona out from under me as I went. Lizzy followed me on her knees, staring into my eyes through her cute glasses. She settled over my groin, lowering herself so that she was pressed against the underside of my cock. Her hot, wet labia felt so wonderful against my shaft.

“Staring at your girlfriend’s bare bottom.” She bit her bottom lip, then let it flick out in a smile. “Do you want to see my little boobies too, Will?”

I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn’t make any sound come out. All I could manage was a nod.

She bent forward, conspiratorially whispering into my ear, “It’s really naughty showing boys my boobies, Will. I don’t want to be naughty. I’m a good girl, Will.”

I swallowed. “Good girls do what their boyfriends tell them,” I croaked back.

Lizzy bit her lip again, smiling broadly, then laughing. “Am I your good girl, Will.”

“Yes, you are,” I managed to say more evenly, lifting the hem of her pale blue singlet and exposing her sexy, little navel.

Lizzy giggled, taking the bottom of her singlet from me and pulling it over her head. Her perky breasts defied gravity on her chest. I fell into another trance, staring at those cute, puffy little nipples. I reached up, gently cupping her soft mounds and flicking my thumbs across her nubs. She gasped, her nipples hardening further to my touch.

“You really like them, Will?” she breathed. “They’re not too small?”

“Oh, Lizzy, you have the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen.” I was genuinely lost in them. I tore myself away to look her in the eyes. They were brimming, and her smile was nervous. “You are so beautiful.”

I sat up and kissed her passionately. She threw her arms around my neck and sank into the kiss. I, of course, kept my hands on her lovely breasts. She giggled in response to me rolling her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, pulling away from the kiss. I took my chance and bent down to take one of her nipples into my mouth.

Lizzy held my head to her chest as she threw hers back, arching her back and moaning softly. I nuzzled her perky breasts and flicked at her stiff, little nipples with my tongue. She rocked her hips in my lap, and I found myself clawing at her ass to aid her motion.

I felt her running her fingers through my hair. Then suddenly, she grabbed a tight handful and pulled my head back. She was there to meet me with a passionate kiss. She moaned deeply into my mouth as our tongues explored each other.

“I want you inside me, Will.” She pushed me back down onto the bed and lifted herself up slightly.

I looked down between us, just in time to see her grab my cock and feed it into her hungry cunt. Her warm folds kissed the head of my cock deliciously, before I was plunged deeply into her soaking heat. We both moaned in unison as her soft ass engulfed my aching balls.

I was buried to the hilt in her.

We stayed like that, motionless, for what seemed like an eternity. We stared into each other’s eyes, breathing heavily. Lizzy leaned forward, placing her hands on my chest for support, and mine grabbed for her hips.

Holding my gaze, Lizzy began pushing herself up and down on my cock. Only very small strokes at first, maybe an inch or so. But as she gave herself over, she slid farther up my shaft as she went, until finally, only my swollen head stayed inside her. Her downstrokes, too, became more frenzied, as she slammed herself down on my cock harder and harder.

Her moans gradually gave way to grunts as she bounced wildly on top of me. The sensation of my cock hammering in and out of her tight sheathe was incredible. Lizzy was losing herself, and began rubbing her clit as she fucked me. I could tell she was getting close.

“Don’t you dare,” I warned between puffs.

“Huh?” Lizzy moaned, almost in despair.

“You don’t come until I tell you,” I growled back. “You show me what a good girl you are.”

Lizzy almost looked panicked as she struggled to come to terms with my latest instruction. But she knew what to do. Whimpering as she slowed her pace on my cock, she stopped diddling her clit. Resting her hands back on my chest, she lazily ground herself into me, rocking her hips back and forth. A smug smile curled the corners of her mouth as she found a sustainable rhythm.

It was always a game with her. And I couldn’t let her win.

I fumbled over to the side of the bed, finding the pink Soraya still laying on the mattress. Lizzy gasped as I held it up to her face, realising that she was doomed. I gently pressed the tip to her lips. She moaned against the vibrator, trying to resist. But she knew her fate.

Lizzy began kissing the tip, her lips pouting in seductive, wet smacks. Then she started licking it. Just the end at first, then more and more of the pink shaft. Her engorged tongue was almost as bright as the toy. Both glistened magically as she thickly coated it with her saliva.

I took the LELO away from her mouth, watching her blue eyes glaze over as I did. We’d been here before, and I revelled in the feeling of Lizzy’s body relaxing against mine. Her slow, grinding rolls stopped. She even stuck her ass out in resigned anticipation.

Drawing the tip through the crack of her ass, I felt for the tell-tale dip of her knot. As soon as I found it, I twisted the Soraya inside her asshole. Its intrusion created the most beautiful, catching gasp from Lizzy. I could feel the toy through the thin membrane of flesh between her pussy and ass, making its way along the underside of my shaft.

We lay motionless, neither of us daring to move. Lizzy had a look of complete concentration on her face, her blue eyes slightly narrowed. I couldn’t help but start to buck up into her. As I did, her face twitched. She was almost holding her breath.

Then I turned it on.

Lizzy’s face dropped, the colour draining away as she began to tremble. The pulsing vibrations travelled through into her pussy. The sensation against my own cock was incredible. I couldn’t help myself. I turned it up to full-bore, switching to the most intense setting.

“Oh, God! Please, Will, let me come!” Lizzy cried.

It was all I could do to hold myself back. The LELO was relentless. “Not yet,” I mumbled, catching myself dribbling as I did.

Strands of Lizzy’s dirty blond hair stuck to her face, plastered on by saliva, semen and sweat. Her eyes glazed and she bit her bottom lip. It was her last-ditch effort to hold on. She had nothing left.

I took mercy on her, but all I could manage was a nod. I quickly released the vibrator and her hip, and shot my hands up to her breasts, pinching her nipples just as she tipped over the edge.

Lizzy warbled and trembled, more like she was about to feint, than come. Her pussy clamped tight around my cock in involuntary spasms. And her fingernails dug into my collar bones as she tried to hold herself up in the wild seizure.

Eventually her arms gave way, and she collapsed onto my chest, exhausted. I slid my hands down her sweat-prickled sides, tracing in at her narrow waist, then flaring out at her hips. I grabbed her there, where her soft skin creased just past her hip bones, and slowly rocked her back and forth on my cock. I could feel my rigid pole squelching in and out of her, now even wetter than before.

The whole time, the Soraya thundered away in her ass.

She lifted her head from my chest, her mop of hair finally free of her scrunchie and sexily unkempt. Lizzy’s eyes were bleary through her fogged glasses, and her mouth hung open. But our eyes were locked as the LELO and I double-stuffed her without remorse.

Lizzy’s arousal quickly revived as her clit ground into my pubic bone in that reverse-missionary position. She slipped around on top of me, our sweat lubricating the motion of her silky smooth skin on mine. I reached my head forward to kiss her, but she was too far gone to do anything other than let me probe her mouth with my tongue.

She grunted at me, slopping around like a grounded fish. I grabbed her hips tighter and bucked up into her on every downstroke. I started grunting too, as my pace quickened, and it wasn’t long before I began to feel that warm tingle building in my limbs.

“I’m going to come,” I groaned.

“Fuck me, Will,” Lizzy drooled on my chest in response. “Fuck my dirty, little cunt!”

“Yeah? You like that? “ I panted. “You like being fucked by two cocks at once?”

If she replied, I didn’t hear it. But I knew the answer.

I shoved Lizzy down on my cock as hard as I could, simultaneously thrusting my hips up into her, as I was overcome with pure ecstasy. I gushed spurt after glorious spurt of cum deep inside her, feeling it shoot through me over and over again.

My orgasm seemed to trigger Lizzy’s own climax. When she felt my cum bathing her womb, her eyes rolled back in her head and her spent pussy bit down hard on my spewing cock.

She finally stilled on top of me, and I could no longer grind my length into her. I was paralysed with over-sensitivity. We were spent.

However, the damn Soraya kept electrocuting us. We were almost trapped. I fumbled for it, buzzing away in Lizzy’s ass, but I lacked the dexterity to turn it off. Managing to hook the vibrating clitoral arm with one of my fingers, I wrenched it out of her and dropped it onto the sheets.

“Oh, thank you,” she gasped with a giggle.

“I know, right?” I laughed back. I gave her a sloppy kiss. “It kind of got away from me there.”

I caressed the slick contours of her hips and back as I brought Lizzy into a tight embrace. I held her close to me, and we slowly let our breathing return to normal. The warmth, the wetness, the smell…it was perfect.

“Are you okay, Babe?” I asked after soaking up the moment.

“Oh my God, yes,” Lizzy giggled. She looked up and stretched forward for a kiss, breathing me in as she did so. “That was so hot, Will.”

I smiled at her, brushing her tattered hair away from her face with my fingers. I gently removed her glasses and placed them on the bedside table.

Lizzy’s big blue eyes blinked brightly at me, and she returned the smile. “I have to pee,” she chirped, unsheathing me from her smouldering pussy and dancing off to the bathroom.

“Are you going to have a shower?” I asked when I went in after her to wash the Soraya and relieve myself.

“I’m just going to wash my face,” she smiled, wiping my dripping cum from her pussy. “Oh, there’s so much cum, Will.”

I just smiled, and she wrinkled her nose at me. We watched each other in the mirror as we washed our faces, and brushed our teeth, affectionately stroking one another. She took my hand and led me back into the bedroom, smiling at me over her bare shoulder and taking me into a warm embrace.

When I woke the next morning, I was spooning Lizzy. My cock was rock-hard, and buried between her ass cheeks. I stirred, instinctively grinding into her and tightening my grip around her chest. Her soft, little breasts and erect nipples greeting my fingers.

“About time you woke up,” Lizzy murmured. “I thought you were going to have a wet dream in my ass.”

I chuckled sleepily. “Good morning to you too. Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah,” she sang, turning around in my arms and kissing me. “Yuk, morning breath.”

“You’re not so great yourself,” I teased.

Lizzy smiled and turned her face away from me, exposing her neck. I leaned in and started kissing the soft skin just above her collar bone, and she reached down and fondled my hardness. Our breathing quickened, the moaning started, and before I knew it, I was on top and inside her.

Lizzy screwed up her face as she caught a whiff of my breath, and I immediately felt self-conscious. I buried my face in the pillow beside her to spare her the smell, but that quickly became uncomfortable. Instead, I sat up on my haunches and lifted Lizzy’s legs up, placing her ankles on my shoulders. Somehow, miraculously, my cock seemed to slip another inch or two inside her steaming pussy.

“Oh, that’s so deep,” Lizzy moaned.

I’d love to be able to say I felt her cervix with the end of my cock, but I was lost in a tight sensation of wet heat. I pumped in and out of my girlfriend, sinking every millimetre of my cock inside her.

I watched her perky, little breasts bounce and jiggle beneath me, as Lizzy lifted her arms and crossed them under the pillow behind her head. I stroked her smooth thighs, from her hips to her knees, and kissed and licked at her calves and ankles.

Lizzy’s eyes were closed, and she somehow managed to find relaxation, despite being bounced back and forth in an impossibly deep fuck. Without looking up, one of her hands slid out from under the pillow and snaked its way down between her legs. The other followed close behind, instead finding a soft breast, with a nipple to roll between her fingers.

Neither of us lasted long. My thrusts became more urgent, and Lizzy’s whimpers got louder.

As much as I wanted to come inside her, I pulled out and wanked my cock over her. Her legs slid down off my shoulders and she moaned with excitement. I shot jet after jet of cum all over her breasts and tummy. She basted herself in the thick fluid as she brought herself off with her other hand, her body shimmering in the semen glaze.

“oh, Will…” Lizzy’s hands messily fondled for my cock, smearing my cum along the shaft. She directed the swollen head to her tangled thatch of pubic hair, stirring the thick globs into her muff.

Staring into her eyes, I reclaimed my sensitive member from her. She giggled, then bit her bottom lip with anticipation as she continued massaging my cum into her skin and pinched her nipples. Slowly, I began drumming her mound with the head of my still-erect cock. Then shifting slightly, I slapped her clit with it. Each light smack elicited another horny grunt.

I gave her a wry smile as she approached the point of no return, skipping the next slap in rhythm.

Her mouth fell open and her eyes pleaded with me. “Please, Will.”

I let her hang an agonising eternity, maybe a second or two, then I roughly plunged into her pussy. I ground hard into her clit as I staked her to the mattress. The force of the thrust shoved her over the edge. She screamed out, crushing the air out of me in a vice-like grip. But I continued to pound her ravished cunt with what was left of my erection until she fell limp.

It was the burn in my own thighs that made me finally release her, unhooking her ankles from behind my back, and withdrawing my slowly-softening cock from her well-used cunt.

“Oh, good morning,” she giggled.

I smiled to myself, and held her close to my chest. I ran my fingers through her matted hair and basked in the afterglow. “Do you want to have the first shower?”

We exchanged knowing looks and smiles as we traded places in the tiny ensuite. Holding her shoulders from behind as she brushed her hair, I kissed her neck, then sucked her earlobe into my mouth. She let me nuzzle her, purring as I squeezed her bum. But then I was slapped away with a giggle as she skipped off into the bedroom to get dressed.

When I emerged from the bathroom after my shower, I saw Lizzy lying face-down on the bed. She was naked, with her ass sticking up and her hands between her legs. Breathing heavily, she looked up at me. Her cheeks flushed, but she made no move.

“And just what do you think you’re doing, Young Lady?” I scolded, placing my hands on my hips.

Lizzy’s blush deepened, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she just moaned slightly. Holding my gaze, she brought her oval hairbrush up from between her legs. And then she began spanking her pussy with the back of it, each blow eliciting another small moan.

I frowned, trying to look disappointed in her. But truth be told, I was so unbelievably impressed by her audacity. My cock slowly rising to full mast certainly did nothing to conceal my real feelings.

Lizzy didn’t look down at my length though. Her blue eyes bore steadfastly into mine as she spanked her pussy. After half a dozen or so smacks, she dropped the brush and began humping her hands against the bed. The whole time, she brazenly stared into my eyes.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” I warned, unable to keep the smile from my face.

Lizzy glared back at me defiantly, the corners of her mouth curling up in an insolent smirk. The roll of her hips, the elevation of her moans, the flush of her cheeks: it all combined in a perfect storm of unadulterated pleasure as she found her release.

“I hope it was worth it,” I playfully admonished as I sat down on the bed while she regained her composure. Looking over my shoulder, I could see her biting her bottom lip, her expression smouldering.

Lizzy pushed herself up and sat on her heels. “I’m sorry, Will,” she whispered, grinning at me. Shuffling off the bed, she breathed, “That was really naughty of me.”

My heart started thumping in my chest. I felt my breath shaking as she slowly stepped over to me, a little more swing in her hips than I’d seen before. She held her hands behind her back, and bit her lip as she smiled seductively. Once at my side, she crawled over my lap.

She really was a naughty girl.


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