Carly ch 2
It was a week before I saw Carly again.
Unfortunately, it was me who called her. I didnāt want to and tried not to ā but we girls know how it can be sometimes. I needed to be fucked and I couldnāt resist her. Come round to mine on Thursday at 8, sheād said. Iāll 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 youād phone, she sexily murmured, with a seductive giggle. Canāt resist, can you?
The bitch was right. I couldnāt.
I followed her down the hallway into her bedroom. As you know, Iād 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 ā the teasingly little short skirt Iād deliberately worn. Somehow she was gripping the top and bottom of my thong and I felt it rip ā once, twice, as she tugged. Oh God, she was as up for this as I wasā 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 Carlyās 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 couldnāt 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.
Thatās 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 curvyā¦
My turn, she said, pulling me across to a white wicker chair. She flopped down in it and raised her right leg over an arm. Well?, she grunted.
I pulled the rest of my clothes off and then fell to my knees, desperate to please her. Carly ran both hands upwards and pulled her red hair onto the top of her head. Go to work, Rachā¦
I moved myself so that I was sitting between her legs and I begin to lick her clit. It swelled nicely to my touch. I loved that. Sucking it inside my mouth, I began to swirl my tongue around it until her hands dropped to grip my hair. Then I began to lap at her pussy⦠eating her, licking her, probing her tight sweet cunt with my tongue.
Fingers, she told me with a grunt.
I slipped one and then a second into her wetness, finger-fucking her while I sucked and nibbled her swollen clit. It stiffened a little more as I went for broke. I needed to hear her scream. I needed to swallow her juices when she spent.
My tongue danced over her wetness, probing her labia, my delving into every fold of the now soaking pussy that pushed up into my face. She grunted. Yes, you little bitch!
Tightening her grip on my hair, she forced my tongue deeper inside her, grinding her clit against me. I could feel her body quaking as her orgasm began to form. Yes! Thatās what I wanted! Carly continued to push back against my face, grinding herself against me. She was panting hard, her fingertips digging into my scalp.
That throaty growl signalled her climax and when she came all over my face, my hungry tongue and mouth devoured those wonderfully pearly juicesā¦
It took a few moments to recover, and then she was pulling me to the bed. Lay there, baby. I have something for youā¦