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She sat on the front porch swing, one long leg curled under her, the other pressed against the worn wooden boards of the porch, idly swinging herself back and forth as the sun’s rays spread across the old house, bathing her and it in a fiery glow. The peach in her hand seemed to shimmer, as did the juice that ran down her chin when she took a hearty bite. She swiped at it with a finger and laughed, happy because he was on his way home. She wore nothing but one of his old t-shirts and a thin pair of cotton panties. Too hot for anything else, she thought, especially in this humid heat. Her hair was still wet from her bath, curling wildly across her shoulders as it dried in the still air. She took another long, lazy bit of her peach, chewing slowly on the juicy flesh as it slipped between her lips. She moaned as the taste exploded on her tongue, then started as she heard his truck turn down the long gravel drive.
She stayed where she was, although part of her wanted to get up and run down the drive, meeting him. The dogs whined behind the screen of the door, then pushed it open and tore down the old dirt road. They kicked up a cloud of dust as they ran, obscuring her view. Still she heard his truck meandering down the lane; heard his voice as he yelled to the dogs. She shivered, loving his slow Southern drawl. She squinted, making out his truck as the dust settled. He drove slowly towards her and she waved, peach in hand, as he came up the circular drive in front of the house and put the truck in park.
She saw him smile and she grinned in response, beaming as the sunset spread a prism of colors across her dewy skin. She jumped to her feet, standing on the top step as he got out and came around, taking his bag from the bed of the truck. He strode quickly up the stairs and dropped his bag on the porch, pulling her into his arms. She snuggled into him, nuzzling his neck with her face. His rough hands stroked her back and she shivered, cuddling closer. “Hey hey,” he said, easing her away from him and running a hand over his neck, “You’ve got peach juice all over me!”
She smiled, taking another bite of the peach she held in her hand. She held it out to him, watching his eyes slide closed as he took a bite, savoring the flavor of the firm flesh. He took the core from her hand, tossed it over the rail, and hauled her back towards him. “It’s good,” he said, “But it doesn’t come close to you.” He tilted her chin up and laid his lips over hers, kissing her firmly. He moaned as she sucked his lower lip into her mouth and ran her tongue over it, then chased it with his as it retreated. His tongue slid against hers, tangling with it as pendik escort his hands slid down her back to cup her ass and haul her against his hardening cock.
She whimpered, pushing her hips forward to ride against the hard ridge, moaning as his hands gripped her ass harder, one long leg curling high around his hip. She felt him smile against her mouth as his lips gentled, stroking easily over hers. His mouth slid down, tracking her throat and her neck, sucking and biting as he worked his way down to her shoulder, bare where his shirt had slid off of it. Her lithe fingers wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him against her. His hands slid up her back to the nape of her neck. She felt his fingers clutch the neck of the shit, tightening and then freeing her from its soft confines. She trembled, standing on the porch wearing nothing but a pair of panties and the soft rays of the setting sun.
He set her back from him and stood silently, staring at her. She stood straight, chest out, shoulders back, comfortable in her own skin. She caught her lower lip in her teeth, swiping it with her tongue before setting it free. Her hands slid up from her hips to cup her breasts, her thumbs feathering across her hard nipples. She raised her eyes to meet his and her breath caught in her chest. The look in his eyes….Dear god. He was going to eat her alive. She backed up instinctively, and he came after her, stalking his
prey. With a laugh she turned and ran, making it all of a few feet before he whisked her off her feet and hauled her against his chest. Her arms wrapped around his neck, drawing his lips down to meet hers. She moaned into his mouth as her tongue dueled with his, the heat spreading from her head down to her toes.
He set her down on the glass-topped table, spreading her legs and stepping between them. His fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her head back as his lips descended to her throat, sucking her skin firmly into his mouth and laving it with his tongue. She whimpered as his mouth traveled down her neck to her collarbone and tracked across her chest, the whimper turning into a cry as his tongue flickered across her nipple. Her hands tangled in his hair as he drew the hard nub into his mouth, catching it gently between his teeth. He sucked harder and her head fell back as she clutched him to her, her legs wrapping around his hips and pulling him against her.
He groaned against her breast, his hands sliding down to anchor her hips as she arched against him. Her hands slid across his chest and curled into the edges of the shirt. Buttons flew as she pulled hard. He raised his head, his eyes glittering. “You little escort pendik hellcat,” he growled. He pulled back from her, unwrapping her legs from around his back. He slid the remnants of the shirt from his shoulders. Her eyes flew to his when his hands went to his jeans as he kicked off his boots. His jeans slid down his legs and he kicked them into a corner. He walked lazily back towards her and she grinned at him. His erection bounced high against his stomach and she moaned, her tongue sliding from between her lips to moisten them.
He stood before her and she smiled cheekily up at him, her legs rising to twine around his hips. “Wait a minute, sugar,” he said, his fingers hooking in her panties and drawing them down her long, tanned legs. He threw them behind him, his hands grasping her ass and hauling her to the edge of the table. He hooked a chair with his foot and fell into it. She sat up on her elbows as he pushed her thighs apart.
He buried his mouth in her pussy and she fell back, suddenly boneless. His tongue flickered across her clit and she whimpered, grinding against his mouth. Her legs tightened, trying to wrap around his shoulders. He growled low in his throat and she felt it reverberate against her as he pushed her thighs further apart, his tongue sliding down to delve into her slick pussy. He tongue-fucked her mercilessly until she was arching into his mouth, her hands fisting in his hair and pulling him into her. His tongue slid from her body and danced its way up to her clit. He took the little nub between his lips and lashed it relentlessly with his tongue, sliding two fingers deep into her. She felt his fingers stretch the sensitive flesh of her pussy and she moaned, riding his fingers. “Cum for me,” he said, driving his fingers into her hard and fast. She cried out, begging him for more. His fingers left her and she groaned in disappointment.
Suddenly they were back, one pushing insistently against the tight entrance of her ass. Her breath caught in her chest and she clenched against the intruder, wetness dripping from her pussy to lubricate his way. He slid his finger knuckle-deep in her ass and she groaned, her flesh burning as it stretched to accept the length of his digit. He twisted it further inside her and she arched, trying to alleviate the sting. “You like that, don’t you, you little slut?” he asked as his finger slid fully into her ass.
“More,” she begged breathlessly. “Fuck….I need to cum..” she begged. “Fuck me!” He pumped her ass with his finger, sliding a second one in to join the first. She hissed through her teeth, riding his fingers as his mouth covered her clit. He felt her muscles pendik escort bayan clench around his fingers and he withdrew them. He stood, rubbing her clit with the head of his cock. He parted her pussy lips and drove his cock balls-deep into her tight wet warmth, shuddering as he filled her. She screamed his name, her legs wrapping around his hips. A few thrusts and he withdrew, sliding the head of his cock down to her ass. He pushed and grinned as her asshole caved to his onslaught. The head popped past her sphincter and she groaned, instinctively relaxing to take more of his hard dick.
With a growl he slid his cock gently into her ass, inch by inch until his balls were resting against her cheeks. His hands slid down to grasp her hips, lifting her against him as he thrust slowly in and out of her tight hole. “Do you know how hot you look with my cock stretching your slutty ass?” he asked her, driving his cock more forcefully into her.
“Fuck,” she whimpered. “Make me cum while you fuck my ass…Please…”
He slid his hands up her body, taking her nipples between his fingers and pinching hard, pulling the sensitive tips away from her body as his cock slid in and out of her tight ass. He felt her milking his cock and he groaned, pinching harder. One hand tracked down her body, coming to rest on her mound. He flicked his thumb against her clit and drove two fingers deep into her dripping pussy. She moaned; a high, keening sound. “Make me cum like a good little whore,” she begged, driving her hips down to meet his cock as it fucked her ass.
His fingers tightened on her nipple, pinching until she cried out. His long, thick fingers slammed her pussy while his cock pummeled her ass hard. She rode it, grinding down so that his cock filled her ass, driving her crazy. Her fingers slid down to wrap around the base of his cock as he fucked her ass. His thumb rubbed her clit faster and she screamed, coming apart. “Mmmmm,” he said, “What a good little whore. Cum with my cock in your ass.” Her pussy squeezed his fingers, then released them as she came hard. Her ass tightened around his cock, milking it as it slid in and out of her. “Make me cum, slut,” he demanded, sliding his fingers from her wet warmth and letting her lick her cum off of them.
She whimpered, still cumming as his cock pounded her ass. Her tongue flickered across his fingers, and she tasted herself on his skin. With a groan he slammed into her one last time, driving his cock completely up her tight hole. She screamed, taking the length of his dick. His eyes slid closed but the erotic sight of her sucking his cum-soaked fingers was burned into his brain. He felt her tongue sliding against his flesh and he growled, unleashing inside her. He filled her ass with his cum and collapsed on her, completely spent. He felt her smile against his fingers. “I taste like peaches,” she said.
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