DarsLangly
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At long last, chapter 9 emerges out of the mists of time...
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9. He placed his hands on her full hips and, after a long moment, tightened his grip and gently pressed, moving her pussy a short but meaningful inch back from the tip of his cock. Eyes widened, she put her hands on his chest and pressed herself upright.
"Are you sure?" she asked, "because I didn't come all the way to this resort to not get fucked on vacation."
"No, you didn't," he answered, "but I don't think I am done with this game. If you want to call it that." The silently read each other's faces, each trying to understand what the other thought came next.
"Well," she finally whispered, "if that's your call then I'm afraid you are in for a frustrating night. You aren't getting off, but the blowjob I just gave made me way too horny to just roll over and go to ***** without cumming." She leaned her weight onto his shoulders, pressing him into the bed and inched her way up till she was kneeling over his face. He yearningly craned his neck forward till his lips brushed her wet, flushed pussy but she quickly placed a hand on his head, pressed it back into the pillow and dropped her full weight down onto his waiting, open mouth. "Now you are going to eat me till I have had enough" she said.
Latching his mouth around the entirety of her clit and sliding his hands up to caress and then press on the small of her back, he began to rhythmically suck her clit's shaft and head, hard and fast, reading her reactions to find the perfect pace. She immediately started to pant and released her full weight down onto his face, grinding the opening of her pussy against his hard chin with short slow strokes. They quickly found her rhythm and almost immediately she gripped his head in both hands and shook with an orgasm fueled by the excitement of the last hours. She rode the waves of it, thighs shaking, head back, barely audible grunts coming from her taut throat.
He felt the muscles of her legs and back slowly relax as she released a long-held, deep breath. "Mmmmm, that was scrumptious" she muttered blearily. "that was good enough I think I'll give you a little treat". She quickly took her weight back onto her hands and knees, spun around to face the foot of the bed, and lowered her ass toward his waiting mouth. Lightly running her fingers across his hard, precum-covered cock, she spread her knees and arched her back as he ran the flat of his tongue around the pink skin of her asshole, gradually pressing harder and then harder, till her muscles finally released and he felt the end of his tongue slide into the impossibly silky smooth ring within.
Sometime later, they lay in the cool breeze of the overhead fan, her finger tips gently running up and down his stomach and chest as they both came down from their different but equally intense peaks. "What's next?" she eventually asked.
"I don't know," he answered, "We're here for two more nights, and I feel like you might have some unfinished business with your new waterpolo coach." She cracked a cheshire-cat smile and told him, "well, I'm not leaving this resort till someone fucks my brains out, and so-far you've made it clear that isn't going to be you!"
Another lingering silence filled the room for a moment, till she finally broke it: "Let's finally get some *****. I'll text him in the morning."
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