Carly ch 2
It was a week before I saw Carly again.
Unfortunately, it was me who called her. I didn’t want to and tried not to – but we girls know how it can be sometimes. I needed to be fucked and I couldn’t resist her. Come round to mine on Thursday at 8, she’d said. I’ll be alone then.
She was. Standing there in just a thin green robe, I could see her naked curves begging for my touch. Her wavy red hair bounced on her shoulders as she turned away from her front door, silently telling me to follow. How could I resist?
When she heard the door close behind me, she glanced over her shoulder and shot me that aroused, mischievous, wicked smile I'd come to see in my dreams. I knew you’d phone, she sexily murmured, with a seductive giggle. Can’t resist, can you?
The bitch was right. I couldn’t.
I followed her down the hallway into her bedroom. As you know, I’d been there before. Carly stepped to one side to allow me to enter and then as she closed the door behind us, she grabbed my arms and pushed me back against it, pinning me against the cold wood. Her hands were suddenly all over me as she started to passionately devour my lips.
Want me, my little bitch, she asked as she pulled away.
Adrenalin was coursing through my body at the suddenness of it all and then she bit down on my lower lip, drawing blood and then sucking it inside her mouth. My knees almost buckled under me at the thrill of the feel of her electric tongue exploring my mouth and hands dragging up my short tee shirt and stroking in little circles across my exposed skin.
Is that good, Rach, she asked in response to my whimper, her hands unfastening my bra and then cupping my naked tits. One leg slid between mine. Fuck, I was already so wet!
Then her hands were under my skirt – the teasingly little short skirt I’d deliberately worn. Somehow she was gripping the top and bottom of my thong and I felt it rip – once, twice, as she tugged. Oh God, she was as up for this as I was” Having my thong literally ripped from me sent me into hyperdrive.
Want my tongue, she teased, sliding down my body to her knees. Oh, fuck!
She smiled wickedly up at me as she pushed my legs wider. I pressed my ass back into the door and moaned aloud. When I felt Carly’s hot breath on my smooth pussy, I had to bite my lip to stifle my loud gasps.
The sexy woman knew exactly what I wanted and had no inhibitions in providing it. Two fingers found their way inside me while her tongue went to work on my excited clit.
She lapped softly then harder, slower then faster. With each dance of her tongue, and curl of her fingers, I thrust my wet pussy into her face. Using her thumb, she continued to rub my clit. I couldn’t resist. We both knew that. I cried out when she jammed those fingers deep inside me and when I came Carly eagerly sucked my into her awaiting mouth.
That’s my little bitch, she said, allowing that thin green robe to float to the floor. Even in the aftershocks of my orgasm, I gasped at the sight of her naked body again. So full, so curvy…
