"Oh God," she moaned when he dipped his tongue into her hot box. It felt so damn good. David tongue fucked her a few times before concentrating on her clit that had emerged as her pussy swelled. He drew his tongue up and down it slowly, and Jolie saw stars. "Oh God," she panted again.
David smiled as her grip on his hair tightened. She was close to orgasm; he could tell by the way her slow deep breaths had changed to heavy panting and her moans kept getting louder.
Jolie's orgasm hit her full on when David slid his middle finger deep into her cunt. His tongue on her clit had brought her to the brink, but his longest finger in her pussy had finished the job. He removed the finger and abandoned her clit to plant his mouth on her cunt. Her hips bucked off the bed as she cried out, "I'm cumming. Oh God. Oh God. I'm cumming!" She tried to pull him away by the hair, but he was unmoved. David had to taste her. He rode out her orgasm firmly attached to her hot cunt. He licked the juices that dribbled from her like he was eating an ice cream cone. He didn't let one drop escape his tongue. When Jolie's breathing returned to normal, he stood up, and then pulled his pants and boxers off in one motion.
Jolie watched him disrobe and gazed his erect penis as he stroked it once it was free. The mushroom head turned an angry red color at his assault. David climbed back onto the bed, between her still open legs. Her heart began to thud and her pussy got even wetter as he stroked her pussy lips with his prick.
David ran his penis over her moist lips slowly. He couldn't take much more teasing. He wanted to drive his dick home. He was just about to take the first push into her when she spoke.
"Where's the condom?" she asked. His focus left her slick wet pussy and went to her face. She had propped herself up on her elbows. Her breasts hung like brown tear drops just above her belly. "You're not getting in without a condom."
David couldn't speak. He just nodded and backed off the bed. He pulled open the drawer on his night stand and silently thanked God that the black box of Trojans was in there. He was in no state to search for condoms at the moment. He couldn't concentrate on putting it on when his mind was thinking about how hot her pussy had been on the tip of his dick. He sheathed his cock as quickly as he could with shaking hands.
Jolie smiled at him when he resumed his position between her thighs. "Thanks," she said quickly. David mumbled something before he focused again on her brown mound. This time he didn't glide along her entrance. He pulled her hips up to angle them toward him and pushed the head of his dick in right away. She moaned. His dick inside her, David looked again at her beautiful face. She had closed her eyes and pursed her lips into a sexy little "o" as she pressed her hands to his chest. She didn't push him away, just rubbed the dark down of the scant chest hair scattered across his pectorals.
David grunted and pushed further into her wetness. Jolie's pussy was tight around his rod. She was silent underneath him, lifting her hips to urge him further inside. So far he was about six inches deep, with one and a half more to go before their bodies were joined completely.
Jolie gasped when he bottomed out. Her pussy was stretched around his pole. I guess what they say isn't true, she thought. She'd had black men and a few Spanish ones here and there and David's dick did not pale in comparison. He was definitely holding his own. After eating her pussy and not giving her any shit when she insisted on using protection, he was near the top of the roster. He'd maintain that status as long as he wasn't a one minute man.
David was in heaven. Her pussy was wrapped around his dick and he couldn't remember feeling anything so good before. She was wet, but certainly not sloppy. He began to piston his dick in and out of her, slowly at first. There were no squelching noises, just her small grunts every time his pelvis hit hers and the slapping of his balls as they hit her ass. David wanted to take his time and enjoy the sensation of her pussy, but the slow pace just made him want her more. He picked up speed, sawing into her faster. He quickly realized that she was building to a climax when she stopped grunting and her ragged breathing returned.
Jolie bit her lip, trying to hold back the curses on her tongue. She could talk really dirty during sex if she was willing to let herself go. She didn't know if she was ready to do that with David yet. She clutched at his broad chest leaving narrow red paths with her fingernails. Her body was coming to a crescendo. She felt it in her stomach first; it went further down with each thrust. She cried out as the wave finally hit her. Her hips bucked again and the curses she had been trying to bite back spilled out.
"Oh shit. I'm fucking cumming! Fuck me, David. Fuck me harder!" Her nails scraped down his chest again and again. David continued fucking her as her orgasm peaked. He slammed into her harder and harder with each thrust and a second wave took her, then a third. She hurled curses through her multiple orgasms. Finally she stopped shaking and tried to regulate her breathing, her breasts heaved with each gasped. When she calmed, David began pumping his dick again. He'd ridden out her three orgasms like a pro and now he continued on to his own.
Jolie went back to grunting again with each thrust. Her breasts bounced and he grabbed one roughly teasing the nipple with his thumb. He squeezed it gently and released his load into the condom with a loud groan. Jolie felt his dick swell even larger inside her and watched his face contort into a semi-grimace. His jaw locked and teeth clenched as he came into the condom.
David slid backwards off the bed and went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom in the trash can. When he returned to the bedroom, Jolie had climbed under the covers on the left side of the bed. He smiled because he always slept on the right. He slid in beside her and traced a lazy line from her forehead, down her cheek, letting his hand fall to the bed after he reached her chin. She smiled at him through a sleepy haze, her eyes half shut.
"So," David whispered lightly touching her lips. They weren't very shiny anymore, but she must have been wearing the kind that doesn't rub off because even after all the kissing they'd done, her lipstick wasn't smeared. "That acid tongue is good for dirty talk too."
"Mmmm," Jolie said fading rapidly into sleep. "My tongue is good for all kinds of things," she mumbled as the corners of her mouth turned up in a slight smile.
Sleep was making David's lids heavy too. He'd see how good her tongue was soon enough.
