His Nasty Little Pussy

His mouth hovered above my knee. He was so close I could feel the heat of his breath on me. Without breaking eye contact, he leaned forward, bringing his lips further up so when he pressed his mouth against me, it was on my bare skin. The feel of it was like a jolt of pleasure to every cell of my body. I moaned and let me legs fall apart.

When Damian lifted his head, he looked between my legs and let out a groan of his own. I looked down and couldn’t help but smile at what I saw. My white shorty shorts had ridden up to settle in between my pussy lips. I wasn’t wearing any panties, so Damian got an eyeful of shaved pussy bursting out of the sides of my shorts. Judging by the hungry look in his eyes, he liked what he was seeing.

I spread my knees wider, and said, “My knee’s not the only place that hurts, Damian.”

The look he shot me was one of barely controlled lust, and the sight of it had my pussy dripping. My nipples had been rock hard since I’d first caught sight of him, and now they felt like they might burst if I didn’t get some relief. Not understanding where this new-found bravery was coming from, I reached up and pulled down the zipper on the front of my sports bra, letting my tits burst out from their confinement.

Damian lost what little resolve he’d been hanging onto and pulled me in for a kiss. I’d expected him to go straight for my pussy or tits but was secretly thrilled that he’d gone for my mouth first. He cupped the back of my head, holding me close as he explored my mouth with his tongue. God, he put Rodney to shame. I’d had no idea a kiss could be like this. He teased me with his lips, teeth, and tongue, and I opened myself wide for him, letting him do what he wanted. I let my own tongue dance along his while I reached up to touch his hard, naked chest. I danced my fingers along all that sculpted muscle before bringing them up to run them through his thick, dark hair.

When he finally pulled back, we were both gasping for breath, but I never got a chance to catch mine as his mouth immediately began kissing a line down my neck, taking my breath away once more. The contrast between his smooth lips and tongue and the coarse stubble that scratched at my skin had my head spinning with desire. He nipped playfully at the skin along my collarbone, and I thought I might melt right there in his hands. I had no idea that someone could have this powerful of an effect on someone else’s body. I’d known the pull he had on me was strong, but this was insane.

I watched as he lowered his mouth, edging ever closer to my tit, and when he finally wrapped his hot mouth around my nipple, I moaned his name and arched my back to him. He responded by grabbing onto my hips with his powerful hands, forcing me to be still as he devoured my tit with his mouth, first one and then the other. He teased me to the point of insanity, and when he gently bit my nipple, I nearly came right there on his counter.

I felt him smile against me when I begged, “Please, Damian, I need you. Please take this pain away.”

My hurt knee was completely forgotten as I spread my legs wider, letting my skates bang noisily against his kitchen island. The pain I needed help with was all in my pussy. Knowing what I needed, Damian kissed a line down my stomach until his head was between my legs. I leaned back on my forearms, watching as his eyes wandered over my pussy.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he whispered against my skin as he brought his face close to my aching center.

My shorts were still buried in my pussy, and I gasped as Damian slowly licked one smooth lip and then the other before using a finger to pull my shorts out and to the side. With a groan, he slid his tongue into me, fucking me and tasting me all at the same time. I couldn’t believe how good he felt. If just his tongue felt that good, then how much more amazing would that giant cock of his I’d seen yesterday be?

When he brought his tongue up to my clit, he looked into my eyes as he slid one long finger into my dripping cunt. I immediately clenched around him, causing him to groan again as he rolled his tongue around my clit, teasing me mercilessly.

My skates banged against the island as my hips moved with a mind and will of their own. Pleasure ripped through me. Everything else disappeared except the feel of Damian’s tongue on my sensitive clit and his long finger sliding in and out of me at an ever-increasing pace. Damian looked up at me and smiled around my clit at the sight of my bouncing tits. I looked into his beautiful green eyes and came with the sound of his name on my lips. He held my eyes as he brought wave after wave of pleasure crashing over me. I’d barely registered one orgasm was ending before he’d bring another one on. I’d had no idea anything could feel this good, and when my shaking body finally collapsed down onto the marble, he laughed and gently licked my pussy clean before sliding his finger out to do the same.

“Wow, Damian,” I managed to say, “that was amazing.”

I could hear the smile in his voice when he said, “I’m glad you enjoyed it.” He very carefully put my shorts back into place. His next words were so shocking, they immediately pulled me out of my orgasmic bliss. “You should probably get going now, Emma.”

I sat up quickly not understanding what he was saying. He wanted me to leave? But we hadn’t even had sex yet! He was supposed to pop my cherry and make me his. He was supposed to pump me so full of his seed that I’d be pushing his baby out in nine months. I hadn’t planned on ever going back home after today. How in the hell had my plan so thoroughly backfired?

“What do you mean?” I asked him. “Aren’t you going to fuck me?”

Damian avoided my gaze and said, “You have no idea what you’re asking me to do, Emma.”

“Don’t you want me?” I asked him.

He looked at me then. He eyes darted over me, looking from my roller skates to my shorts with the wet stain over my pussy to my open sports bra with my bare tits on display with my nipples still rock hard and then finally to my face. There was such longing in his eyes, and I didn’t understand why he was holding back.

“More than you’ll ever know, Emma, and that’s why you need to leave.”

“But, Damian,” I said, reaching for him, but he cut me off by grabbing onto my waist and setting me down on his kitchen floor. While I got my balance, he grabbed onto my sports bra, letting his thumbs linger on my nipples one last time before zipping me up.

“I don’t understand,” I said, willing myself to not cry.

“I’m your boss, Emma, and I’m old enough to be your dad. I’m more than twice your age for fuck’s sake!” He raked a hand through his hair angrily and added, “You’re completely off limits to me.”

“Really?” I couldn’t help asking. I could tell he was getting angry, but I was pretty pissed myself. “Because it didn’t seem like I was off limits when you had your face shoved in my pussy!”

When he spoke next, his voice was level and there was a hardness to it that didn’t match what I was seeing in his eyes. “Well, I figured it was the least I could do since you’re so hard up you’re stuck masturbating in hallways.”

My face felt like it was on fire as embarrassment like I’d never felt rushed over me. Before I could even ask, Damian said, “I have security cameras, Emma.” His voice softened, but I could no longer bring myself to look at him. “I shouldn’t have carried you inside, and I definitely shouldn’t have touched you. I think we just need to forget this happened and go on as normal. I’m your boss and the guy who just happens to live down the street from you…the much older guy, and you’re the off-limits girl who works for me.”

“But I want to be with you,” I said, hoping my voice didn’t sound as pathetic to his ears as it did to mine.

“You’re just a kid, Emma. You don’t know what the hell you want.”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Yes, I do,” I countered, meeting his eyes. “I want you.”

“Like I said before, you have no idea what you’re asking.” He scrubbed a hand over his face, and I knew he was frustrated, but all I could think about was how every movement made his muscles dance beneath his skin, and I remembered how good his mouth had felt on me, making my face heat up for another reason.

“Stop looking at me like that,” he said.

“Like what?”

“Like you want me to fuck you.”

“But I do want you to fuck me.”

He sighed and leaned against his counter, folding his arms across his chest. “Did you know I had a beer with your dad last week?”

The shock must have shown on my face because he said, “Yeah, I know your dad, Emma. He was walking your dog, and I was out working on the yard. He stopped and started asking me what kind of edger I used. We got to talking, and I liked him so much I offered him a beer.” He let out another long sigh, “I shared a beer with your dad, and then I brought his daughter inside my house and ate her pussy.”

“Well, his daughter really liked it, if that counts for anything,” I said with a smile.

The look he gave me stilled my smile. It was such a look of anguish and longing, and it cut me to my core. “I need you to leave. Please, Emma.”

I knew he wasn’t going to give in today, so with as much dignity as I could muster, I turned around and skated to the front door, closing it softly behind me. Damian wasn’t going to be able to deny his feelings forever. I hadn’t imagined the way he’d looked at me, and I certainly hadn’t imagined how much he’d wanted me. This wasn’t the end of my plan, I reminded myself as I skated home, this was merely a bump in the road.