Jac's Adventures 09: Ariel 03

At a certain point everyone else was drunk enough, and wrapped up in a horrible unending beer pong game, one of those ones where everyone misses that final cup an obscene amount of times, that Ariel and I figured we could escape unnoticed. We got out of the hot tub, dried off, and briefly pretended to be interested in the game before subtly backing away and hurrying down the steps into the bungalow.

At the bottom of the staircase between the second and third floor, just outside her bedroom door, I turned to her, grabbed her around the waist, and pushed her up against the wall. I started kissing her, she made a surprised, excited noise into my mouth, and as we continued making out we slowly sank to the floor. She then turned and laid back up the bottom steps and I climbed on top of her and started kissing her neck. She looked up and around. There was no one in the stairwell with us, but if someone emerged from a bedroom, or came down from the deck, they'd catch us immediately.

"You're even more of a nympho than I am," she said.

I kept kissing up and down her neck.

"You have no idea," I said.

Her hands went down and shoved themselves under my waistband, found my cock. She started tugging on it, and I bit her neck lightly. Her mouth found my ear, bit my lobe. I put my hands around my waistband, pulled my swim trunks down around my thighs, and she pulled my cock free. She pulled her bikini to the side, revealing her pussy, and I pushed my cock up into her.

She gasped, looking up into my eyes, her hands coming to rest on my shoulders. I started fucking her, not quickly but forcefully, each thrust hard, driving the skin of her back into the edges of the steps. She gritted her teeth.

"This okay?" I said. "Not too painful?"

"Do you have to ask me that at this point?" she said.

I laughed. My cock pushed deep into her pussy again, and she yelped.

"Shh," I said, smiling.

"I can't help it," she whined softly. "It feels so good."

I put a hand across her mouth, making sure I wasn't blocking her nostrils, and gripped it shut. Her eyes went wide, her eyebrows pushing up her forehead.

"Are you going to be a good girl?" I asked.

She shook her head defiantly and I drove my cock up into her again, loving how firm her pussy was. She stared at me over my hand, her breath hot and wet against my palm. I loved having her pinned down like this, dominating her, and my dick swelled even harder. She must've felt it because on my next thrust she let out a long moan, her eyes rolling up into her head. I continued fucking her, the stairwell silent except for the shifting of our bodies, the heavy sound of our breathing.

Then, a voice from the stairs high above us.

"I gotta pee before overtime!"

Ariel's eyes focused on me again, wide and surprised. I stood up immediately, lifting her with me, my cock still buried in her. My trunks were still around my thighs and I hobbled into her bedroom, trying not to trip and drop her. I put my back into the door, closing it behind us, and I stood there quietly in the dark, my hands holding Ariel by the butt, both of us listening.

Footsteps descended the staircase jauntily, one of my guy friends humming to himself, and they continued past our door without stopping, heading down to the ground floor.

Ariel leaned over and flicked on a light, and we looked at each other, grinning.

"Close call," she said.

"Very," I said.

We started making out, flush with the excitement of avoiding detection. Her arms were wrapped around my upper back and I gripped her ass and started pushing her on and off my dick with my hands. She felt almost weightless, and I was able to drive my cock exactly where and how I wanted in her pussy. We fucked like this for a couple minutes, our mouths running wild over each other, her young nubile body pressed to me, the bottom of her ass lightly slapping against my upper thighs.

Then I walked us over to her bed, lifted her completely off my dick, and tossed her down onto the mattress. She gasped, landed on her butt and fell backward, her damp hair splaying out. Then she giggled, raising up onto her elbows, grinning naughtily at me. I mounted the bed on my knees, straddling her body, and brought my cock toward her mouth. She took it in her mouth hungrily and started blowing me.

I put my hands on the back of her head, gripping a handful of her hair, and held it as she sucked, making gagging noises with each push of my cock. I started muttering to myself, cursing under my breath, her mouth and the action of her tongue feeling amazing. Then I held her firm, stopping the motion of her head, and started thrusting my hips, pushing my cock as far as I could down her throat. There was only so far I could get at this angle with her head bent forward on her neck, but her lips were wrapped tight around my shaft and my dick had a back surface to push against. She kept up a long continuous low moan as my hips continued their small thrusts toward her face.

After about fifteen seconds I pulled out and she took a deep inhale, staring at my wet cock and then up at me.

"Let me lie off the bed," she said. "And you can fuck my face."

I got off of her and stood up next to the bed. She flipped onto her back and brought her head off the edge, her hair hanging loose down the side of the mattress. I straddled her head, my cock stretching down the length of her face past her chin. She looked up at my balls, hanging over her eyes. I stepped forward until they were over her mouth and she giggled appreciatively and stuck out her tongue and started licking them.

I moaned as her tongue pushed over each testicle and around my sack, and then I squatted and dropped them closer. She wrapped her lips around my left nut and sucked on it briefly, sharp pleasure shooting through me, before using her tongue to push across my sack and suck on my right nut. I started stroking my cock during this, savoring every sensation as her mouth played with my balls, incredulous that I'd gotten my balls sucked out of just a normal fuckin' day at the beach.

She then took her mouth off, and it was time to get down to business. I stepped back, bringing the end of my cock level with her mouth, and she let her head fall again, creating a straight line from her mouth to her throat. I put a steadying hand on the base of my shaft, she opened her mouth wide, and I pushed my cock into it.

And I pushed, and I pushed, watching my dick slowly disappear into her mouth, down her throat, glorious sensation coursing through it. Her eyes closed, her cheeks puffed out, she made a gagging sound, and I pushed further...

And my entire cock vanished, her lips pressing against the base of my cock, my balls pressed over her nose. I could see, actually see, the head of my cock indented against her throat, and I enjoyed the incredible sensation of this for a moment longer before dragging it all the way out. Ariel gasped, drool stringing in strands between her mouth and my cock, and she looked up at me.

"You treat me like such a little slut," she said. "I love it."

I tapped my dick against her cheek.

"Fuck my face," she said.

"What's the magic word?"

She bit her lower lip cartoonishly.

"Please?"

"Good girl."

I pushed my cock back into her mouth, all the way, bottoming out faster this time. She gagged around it and I leaned forward on the bed and started driving my hips. Sputtering moans came from deep in her throat as I fucked her face, the feeling in my cock incredible, her throat constricting around it in ways her pussy never could.

Her hands came up and tapped on me and I immediately stood up and pulled out. She inhaled sharply, makeup running in smears from her eyes, and she pushed herself onto her stomach and slid off of the bed. She ended up on her knees on the floor, weakly leaning back against the bed, staring up at me, drool hanging from her mouth, breathing deeply.

"You good?" I asked.

She nodded.

I stepped forward to her, pushed my cock against the side of her head, dragged it against her cheek toward her mouth. She opened her lips and I pushed my cock into her mouth again, and she grew eager again, sucking on it with quick gusto, her tongue running around it in circles. I didn't stay here long at all, almost immediately pulled it out, just wanting that one last feel of her mouth.

I put my hand on her chin and lifted and her body came up with it, and I pushed her back on the bed. She climbed backward, pulling off her swimsuit and throwing it aside. I climbed onto the bed and climbed over her, looking down at her naked body. Her small tits in pale bikini triangles against her deep tan. The curve of her hips, her stunning smooth legs, her shaved pussy.

I wasted no time, pushed my cock down toward it, my cock wet from her throat and her pussy wet from all the excitement, and I slid it easily up inside her. She wrapped her limbs around me and I started fucking her, my hips pushing up against her giving body, our rhythm perfectly in sync. Her breath was hot in my ear, whispering.

"What a cock, you're so big, my pussy loves it, my mouth loves it, my throat loves it."

I increased my rhythm, raising and dropping my hips onto her, our bodies slapping together, the bed creaking under us.

"Pound my fuckin' pussy, it's so wet for you, make me your little slut."

I pulled up, lust coursing through me, grabbed her upper arms, and started snaking my hips rapidly, pushing my cock in low and pulling it out high. She stopped talking, just shook her head slowly back and forth as my dick ran in and out of her, her expression wild.

"A good little slut would come for me," I said.

She nodded quickly. "I will, I will. I swear. I'll be a good little slut."

She licked a couple fingers and started rubbing her clit in fast circles. I continued pushing my dick in and up and out, stimulating as much as I could of her tight pussy walls and her g-spot. After a few minutes of steadily fucking her like this she started moaning, the sound slowly growing louder, the moans coming in quicker succession, and then she gritted her teeth, said "yes, yes, YES" and she started to shake and she threw her head back and screamed and I kept working her pussy with my cock and she slapped a hand over her mouth and yelled into it, her cries muffled as her orgasm swelled and crested, and she stopped shaking and I slowed up my motion and stopped fucking her, letting her just feel my cock pulse inside her, as she moaned softly through the end of her orgasm.

Her neck was still craned back, her eyes on the headboard, then her hand came off her mouth and she looked up at me and, laughing, said:

"I'm sure the whole house heard that."

I laughed too.

"I think all of Los Angeles heard that. And you know what?"

She cocked her head.

"Good," I said.

She smiled, and I pulled out of her drenched pussy.

"I want you on top," I said.

I flipped onto my back and she rolled onto her stomach and pushed herself up onto her knees, groaning with the exertion, her limbs still weak. She swung a knee over me, put a hand on my cock, and directed it toward her pussy. She slid it up into her and gasped, and I moaned at the feeling of reentering her. She put her hands down on my abs and started riding me, her turn now to snake her hips. I watched her tight belly bend forward and back as she moved on and off my dick. I reached up and put my hands across her small tits, massaging them back and forth, playing with her nipples. She looked to the ceiling and we stayed here for a few minutes, just enjoying the feeling of my cock in her pussy, my hands on her breasts.

Then she leaned over me and, keeping my cock inside her, lifted one knee and planted a foot flat on the bed next to my waist, then lifted the other knee and did the same with that foot, and was now squatting on my cock like a porn star. We both looked down to where my cock disappeared into her, and she started slowly bouncing, sitting down on my shaft and raising off it again.

"Good little slut," I said.

She looked at me, proud of herself, and I lifted my face to hers and we started kissing sloppily, our tongues running everywhere, as she kept bouncing on my dick. When we stopped making out, she raised her head, planted her hands on my chest, buried her fingernails into my pecs, and started bouncing even faster. I grimaced at the pain from her nails, glaring up at her, her smiling back at me, both of us turned on by it.

After a couple minutes she slowed up, her legs growing tired, and I said:

"Here."

Keeping my cock inside her, I pushed her knees together and lowered them to my chest. She lifted her feet off the bed, put all her weight into her legs, and was now sitting on my torso on her knees and shins. Her mouth opened wide at some sensation deep in her pussy.

"That really buries you in me," she said.

"Come here," I said.

She leaned her torso down toward me, and I clasped her upper back, pushing her stomach into her knees, folding her in half. Our faces were inches from each other, staring into each other's souls, and I started slowly thrusting. Her eyebrows pushed together, her mouth opened wide, and she pushed out her lips, playing the fuckdoll again. I put a hand across the front of her throat.

"Yes, fucking choke me," she said.

I gripped the sides of her neck and applied slight pressure across the front of her throat with my palm. Her eyes rolled up into her head and I started driving my hips up, giving her my cock faster, keeping my range of motion limited, not wanting to hit her cervix. Her pussy was gripping every inch of my cock, and I was incredibly turned on by her willingness, her expression, letting me choke her, playing my toy.

I was done for.

"I'm gonna come," I said.

Her eyes focused on me again.

"Where do you wanna come?" she asked.

"I wanna paint your fucking body."

She giggled and nodded. "I want that too."

I let go of her throat, she rolled sideways off of me, her limbs springing out, and I rolled on top of her. I rose on my knees around her waist and started jacking off, her lifting her head and cascading her hair on the mattress above it, then leaving her arms above her head, stretching her torso. I looked down at her tan body, her tight waist, the arch of her back, her chest pushing up, her tits pressing up, then at her gorgeous face, framed by the dark roots of her blonde hair, her beautiful hazel eyes begging me to paint her with my cum.

And I came, hard, my entire body an electric wire, cum spurting out of me and up over her, streaking up her belly and up across her tits. She gasped and watched it as it splattered her, her body writhing with pleasure. When I was empty, she beckoned me with a finger, and I climbed up her body and she took my cock back into her mouth. She stared up at me as she sucked me dry, her tongue running over everything and sending shocks through my system. She then closed her eyes and took me deep one more time, shoving my cock back in her throat, and I pounded a fist against the wall as pleasure coursed through my body.

Then she popped off my dick and I collapsed next to her, pretty sure I'd just seen god and he was awesome. She lay there stroking me with a hand, still coated in my cum, for a good couple minutes. Then she stood up, skipped into the bathroom, and turned the shower on. I lay in bed, regaining my senses, while she cleaned off.

She came back a few minutes later, and climbed over me. She leaned down and kissed me.

"Best day at the beach ever," she said.

"You're telling me."

"Take my number? So we can do this again?"

"No shit."

She laughed.

We didn't have sex again that night, completely tapped out from the day in the sun and the evening's adventures. The next morning as I left with my friends, waving back to the girls, Ariel and I made eye contact and smiled. If either of us was ever bored again, we knew exactly who to call.