"Please John?" Carly begged as she looked over her shoulder.
The desperate tone in her voice only made his rock hard dick throb more and he pressed it teasingly against her firm little ass. "What do you want, Baby?" he demanded. His strong hands where holding her hips and he pulled her back against him. Moving slowly he spread the fluid dotting the tip of his cock over her already swollen clit.
His action pulled a desperate moan from deep inside her and she balled the sheet in her fists as her need overcame her. "Oh, god, please John!" she groaned even more desperate than before. "Please fuck me. Please? I need you inside me. I need you so bad."
Grabbing his dick in his hand he positioned himself at her entrance. "I'll fuck you, Baby," he promised as he rubbed himself over her lips. "I'm going to fuck you so hard you scream my name until you are hoarse." He hardly ever made her beg like this, but when he did it drove them both crazy and so when he finally thrust himself inside her they both screamed with the released tension. "Fuck," he breathed trying to keep control as he slid into her tight warm pussy.
He was so close to losing his mind; so close to losing control and just ramming himself into her deep and strong and without any thought other than the pleasure of his result. How had they gotten here? The situation had happened spontaneously and he was in no shape to analyze how it had happened, all he knew was that fifteen minutes ago he had been sitting on the couch reading.
***
"Lift your feet please," Carly asked.
John raised his legs off of the coffee table and lifted his eyes from the magazine he was skimming. Carly's round little ass was directly in front of him encased in a pair of perfectly fitted shorts, her current position making them ride up just a bit more than she probably realized. She was holding his crossed ankles in her hand as she swiped a dust rag over the table. She lowered his legs and started to move away but tossing aside the magazine John's hands quickly cupped her hips and held her still. "What are you doing, Babe?" he purred. He didn't move his hands from their hold around her sides but his thumbs traced the soft slip of ass that peeked at him from beneath her shorts.
"Housework," she answered with a dark chuckle. She wiggled her hips and mimed dusting.
The sight of her hips swaying beneath his hand sent every ounce of available blood directly to his waist and he shifted to accommodate his suddenly engorged cock. Growling with hunger John pulled her into his lap. "I can think of something that needs to be polished," he suggested pressing his hips up into her.
Carly turned making sure to apply plenty of pressure to his lap as she did so. "I'm awfully busy, John," she objected but her smile betrayed her interest. "It would have to be worth my time."
Sliding his hand into her hair he made a fist and pulled her head down until her lips met his. "I guarantee it will be worth your time."
"I don't know," she said wiggling over him as she tried to get up.
John hissed at the way her ass grinding against him made him think about getting out of his pants. Carly saw his eyes darken and knew how she was affecting him. "I wanted to get this housework done, John." Her fingers played with the short hair at the back of his neck and he shivered. "I would really have to want it to stop what I'm doing," she added. John grunted and pushed her down on her back. He shifted and stretched himself across the couch so she was trapped beneath him. The look in her eyes caused him to stop and she grinned when she saw he understood. "Can you make me want it?" she purred.
"I'll have you begging for it, Baby," he promised. He sat up and jerked her up with him pulling her t-shirt over her head. She gave a startled gasp at his quick movement but she didn't object. His fingers expertly released her bra and he tossed the silky garment away. Shoving her back down to the couch he used both hands and squeezed one heavy, perfect breast in each. His thumbs scraped across her nipples simultaneously and he applied just enough pressure to make her grow wet between her legs. "I am going to have you begging to be fucked, Babe," he warned her.
"I'll take that as a challenge," she taunted.
Chuckling at the game John crushed his mouth to hers. She kissed him back with obvious approval for his aggression and he immediately demanded a deeper kiss. Carly moaned and parted her lips inviting him in. Their tongues danced and John's movements became more and more demanding. His aggression made her head spin and she gasped for breath and stability as he pulled his lips from her mouth and began moving them down her body.
"So perfect," he groaned as his mouth reached her breasts. Still holding her left in his strong, hand he ran his fingers over her skin circling the dark ring before flicking the nipple. Cupping her right tit so that it bulged invitingly in his hand he slowly sucked it into his hot mouth. Her whispered exclamations let him know she enjoyed the way his tongue lapped at her and he teased her mercilessly. The opposite nipple was hard and raised beneath his thumb and he shifted his mouth to the other side. He sucked hard and then released the pressure so he could bite gently on the pink nub.
"Shit!" Carly gasped in reaction and her hips bucked automatically.
Smiling around his mouthful of tit John sucked again. He could do this all day but the way she had moved let him know she was already growing ready for him. Giving her right breast another hard kneading he let go and moved his fingers to her shorts. They were too tight to reach her so he cupped his hand over her mound and rubbed letting the heel of his palm press firmly against her swollen clit. She whimpered and he switched his mouth to her other breast. "Get them off!" he ordered before he sucked her nipple back into his mouth. He lapped at her tit hungrily and Carly's hands moved quickly to comply with his order.
When she had loosened her button and unzipped the shorts he pulled them down her legs taking the soaking wet underwear with them. Tossing the last of her clothes over his shoulder he put both strong hands back on her tits and squeezed them together. "You have perfect titties, Baby," he told her as he dropped kisses across the each swell of soft flesh. "But they are nothing," he said as his hands dropped slowly to trace a trail over her flat stomach and down to the short soft hair between her legs, "Compared to your delicious pussy."
His fingers ghosted over her clit and then drifted with barely a touch across the lips beginning to swell in response to the blood collecting below her waist. "Are you ready to be fucked yet, Baby?" he asked.
"Is that the best you've got?" she teased, "Because I'm still thinking about cleaning the kitchen."
The challenge in her eyes made his already full erection twitch against the jeans that were constricting him. Resisting the urge to touch himself or thrust his dick into her mouth he focused on her dare. "Not for long," he promised.
She sighed as he gently licked her clit and her legs automatically widened to allow him access. He loved the way she tasted and smelled and he set to work with eagerness. His hands pushed her thighs even further apart and his tongue traced the edges of her entrance. Her breathing was shallow and he knew despite her act she was craving what he was about to do. He sucked first one lip and then the other into his mouth before he moved up to pull her throbbing clit completely into his mouth. Her fingers pulled at his hair as she reacted to the pleasure and he twirled his tongue around the hard nub of nerves before he released her.
She glistened with wetness and he lapped up what was outside her before he thrust his tongue deep into her. Carly growled in approval as he used his tongue to fuck her. He slid inside as deep as he could go and then curled up to drag the tip of his tongue along her walls as he pulled out. He could feel her tightening around him and knew she wouldn't last long. Her little act of defiance had turned her on more than she would ever admit. He pulled out and sucked her clit back into his mouth in a hard quick movement. She whispered his name over and over, "John, John, John," as her orgasm carried her away.
He kept his head between her legs as she rode out the pleasure kissing her with soft gentle strokes. When it was over she started to rise and he pushed her back down on the couch. "You aren't going anywhere," he growled as his hands gripped her hips. Holding her still he thrust his tongue back inside her and lapped up the excess fluid her release had provided. After only the briefest of pauses she began to respond to him again.
John rubbed his finger over her swollen pussy and then slipped it into his mouth until it glistened with wetness. He once again teased her clit licking and flicking it until she moved her hips silently asking for more. Making sure his fingers were moistened he sucked her clit into his mouth. Carly moaned in enjoyment and then gasped as his finger slid into her tight ass. Raising up he moved to her and his eyes met hers as he gently moved in and out of her hole. "I should stick my dick in there, Babe," he taunted. "It's so tight."
She didn't answer but she did kiss him hard as he crushed his mouth to hers. Sucking her lower lip into his mouth he bit down, his strong white teeth gleaming behind the smile he wore as he did it. She moaned again and pressed herself more firmly against his hand. "Dirty girl," he purred into her ear his breath sending shivers down her spine as it brushed across her hot skin. "You like this don't you?"
"Yes," she gasped in a breathy admission.
John kissed her again and then moved lower to suck again on her ample breast. His attentions were driving her crazy and the sounds she made were stoking his lust to nearly unbearable heat. He lifted his body and growled in her ear. "I'm going to make you come again, Babe and I'm not even out of my pants yet. But when they come off I am going to fuck you so good."
