Whizz (16 page)

Chapter Eight

Whizz wanted to scream like an insane person. Lacey wanted him, and she didn’t want to lose him. The very thought that she went shopping with him in mind, filled him with so much happiness he believed he was going to burst. There was no sense to his thoughts. The lacy red bra sent his pulse racing.

“Keep your hands by your sides. I don’t want you to move until I’m ready for you to.”

She groaned but did as he asked, placing her hands down the length of her body. Her tits were lovely and big. Sucking one large nipple into his mouth, he tweaked her other nipple, loving her body as she writhed underneath him. He loved the way she squirmed from his ministrations.

Cupping her tits in his hands, he drew them together so they were close. He tongued the hard buds, lavishing each one with his attention. She started to cry and scream as he bit down on the hard bud. When he released her nipple, he flicked the tip to soothe out the sting.

“Please, Whizz. I can’t take much more.”

“You’ll take what I give you. You want my cock, and I want to play with your body. You’ve got it wrapped up beautifully for me.” He reached around her back, unhooking the bra strap. Whizz removed her bra watching her breasts finally hang free. In the light he saw the tips glistening from his saliva.

Rearing back from the bed, he tugged on his belt. Lacey went to her elbows to watch him. He saw her close her legs, sawing them together. “No, keep those thighs open.”

She opened her thighs with a groan. Her pussy was covered by the patch of red. The material was so fucking sexy, all Whizz wanted to do was tear the panties from her and fuck her hard.

“Play with yourself over your panties.” He saw the wet patch from her cum.

Lacey worked her fingers down her quivering stomach to rest on her mound. Slowly, she worked one finger directly over her slit. He saw the material darken with her arousal.

“You want my cock as much as I want to give it to you?” he asked.

“Yes, Whizz, please, I want you. I need you.”

He moved onto the button of his jeans, working them down his thighs. When he stood naked, he watched her play with her covered pussy. She looked so tempting. All he wanted to do was bat her hand out of the way and lick out her sweet pussy. Going to his knees before her, he placed his palms on her inner thighs, forcing her to open herself wider to him. The scent of her pussy was driving him crazy.

She groaned, thrusting her chest up into the air. He chuckled at her loss of control.

“Tell me what you want, Lacey.”

“I want you.”

“No, I want to hear exactly what you want.”

Her whimper made him smile.

“I want to hear you tell me what you want.”

“What do you want?” she asked.

Whizz was tempted to make her work for it. He didn’t want to give her any ideas, but knowing he was the first man she’d been this open with, he decided to give her a little leeway.

“Okay, baby. I want to move those panties aside and watch you finger yourself. I want to see you tease that pretty clit, and sink your fingers inside your cunt. I know you’re going to want my thick cock. You’re not going to get it until you show me how much you crave my dick in your body.”

“Yes, I want that. I need your tongue on my pussy, Whizz.”

He smiled. This was what he wanted. He wanted to see her losing herself in pleasure, giving herself to him through trust, and love.

Sliding his fingers up the inside of her thighs, he gathered the wet fabric covering her pussy, and dragged it aside to reveal her cream soaked lips. His mouth watered for a taste of her sweet juice.

“Touch yourself, Lacey. Let me see how wet you are.”

Her slick fingers moved over her slit, stroking her swollen clit. The wet sounds were heady to hear. She moaned with each stroke over her nub.

“Now show me how wet you are.”

She moved down to her entrance, circling her hole. He couldn’t wait to get his cock inside her tight pussy. She pumped one finger inside her, adding a second at his request.

“Show me,” he said, when he could no longer stand to see how turned on she was.

“Whizz?”

“Yeah, baby.”

“I need you. I need your cock.”

“You’ll get my cock when I’m good and ready to give it to you.” Pre-cum was leaking out of the tip in copious amounts. He ignored his own need. This was about more than a fuck. This was about need and desire. He’d been wanting to do this with her since the first moment they were together.

“Please.”

“Stop fighting me and show me that creamy cunt.”

She removed her fingers, presenting them for him.

Taking the digits into his mouth, he licked her cream from them.

“Get me more,” he said.

For several minutes he licked her cream off her fingers, driving her wild as she got closer to orgasm.

“Touch your pussy, Lacey. Bring yourself to orgasm.”

She didn’t argue with him.

He kept his gaze on her pussy, watching her fingers as she worked her clit. She cried out as her orgasm washed over her. He saw the cream leaking out of her pussy. Whizz didn’t touch her, simply watching the way she shuddered, losing herself in her release.

His cock was unbearably hard, but he forced himself to remain where he was.

“You didn’t touch me with your lips,” she said, seconds later when she came down from her high.

Whizz smiled. “I’m going to be using my lips on you in a moment. I just wanted to see what your pussy looks like when you lose control.”

“I can’t come again.”

“You’re going to come again, baby. I want to taste your cunt, and I’m not going to fuck you until you come in my mouth.”

She groaned. Her body shook. “You did that on purpose.”

“No, I did what I wanted because I want your body to only want what I need.” He bit down on her inner thigh, caressing the outside of her thighs. “You’re going to give me what I want, aren’t you?”

“Yes. I hate you.”

“No, you don’t. If you wanted a man to give you what
you
wanted, then you picked the wrong man to fuck.” He kissed up to her pussy. The scent of her was driving him crazy. She was so wet and juicy like a nice ripe peach.

In response she released a little growl that sounded like it came out of a cub rather than an angry lioness.

The sound was cute and adorable.

He wanted her badly. Sliding his tongue through her slit, he circled her sensitive clit. She screamed in response. Whizz smiled as her fingers sank into his hair, tugging on the length. He wasn’t going to move or fuck her until she came on his tongue for him to drink her up.

He tongued her clit, sliding down to fuck inside her tight pussy.

“Please,” she said.

Her entire body shook under his ministrations. Caressing up her body, he cupped her breasts, squeezing the mounds in his hands. He loved the way they filled his palms. Tweaking the nipples with his fingers, he sucked her clit into his mouth, drinking her down.

“I can’t think,” she said, moaning.

“Then don’t.” He muttered the response against her clit.

Moving down, he tongued the entrance of her cunt, plunging his tongue inside her. He felt her walls tighten around him.

Her cream slid over his tongue, and he drank her up.

Releasing her tits, he gripped her hips and dragged her to the edge of the bed. He glided his fingers through the cream from her cunt and slid the coated digits to her tight little asshole. Whizz worked his fingers around her tight ass, getting her nice and slick ready for his fingers. He was going to fuck her ass one day, not tonight, but it didn’t stop him from getting her ready for his cock.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m playing.” He saw her clit between his teeth, quieting any of her protests. Whizz made sure there was plenty of lubrication around her ass before he started to work his finger inside. The tight ring of muscles around her anus kept him out. He tongued her pussy, going from her clit to her cunt, taking his time in drinking down her come. Driving her wild with his tongue, Whizz worked the tip of one finger inside her. He moved inside her, going to the knuckle.

Lacey screamed, trying to buck off the bed. He wouldn’t let her move, using his free hand to hold her down on the bed. Attacking her pussy, he flicked her clit, not diverting his attention away from her nub. He started to work a second finger into her ass, getting her used to feel of him.

“I’m going to come,” she said, yelling the words.

“Then come, baby.” He stopped long enough to speak before going back to flicking her clit.

“Whizz.” She repeated his name over and over again.

He didn’t let up, licking her pussy. Pumping two fingers inside her ass, he stretched her ass wide, waiting for her to come.

Within seconds she screamed as her second orgasm took over. He drank her down, prolonging her orgasm for as long as possible.

“I can’t take much more,” she said, crying out.

He smiled, sucking her clit into his mouth. She jerked up in bed, tugging on his hair. Whizz liked the small pain from her grip.

When he knew she had enough he released her pussy, pulling his fingers from her ass. He wiped his digits on the sheets, then stood up. Whizz was about to tell her to lean back on the bed, but the way she stared at his rock hard cocked made him pause.

Wrapping his fingers around the length, he stared into her eyes. “Do you want my cock in your mouth?”

She nodded, looking up at him. Her tongue peeked out, licking across her plump lips. There was nothing more erotic in the world than seeing the absolute need in Lacey’s eyes.

Fuck, he couldn’t deny her, and he really wanted her mouth around his shaft.

“Yes,” she said, speaking aloud.

“Then open those lips.” He stepped closer so the head of his cock was only a few inches away from her lips.

She opened her mouth, and he slid the tip between her lush lips.

“Fuck, baby,” he said.

Lacey sucked him deep into her mouth, moaning around the tip. She swallowed down the pre-cum, taking more of his cock into her mouth.

He groaned, sinking his fingers into her hair. Tightening his fist in her hair, he pumped his hips into her waiting mouth. “You look so fucking beautiful taking my cock.”

She moaned. The sound vibrated up his length.

Whizz gritted his teeth as the pleasure became almost unbearable. She was the first woman to suck his cock in a long time. Closing his eyes, he worked his cock into her mouth. He took his time, sliding in then out, getting her to take more of him. When he hit the back of her throat, he withdrew from her mouth.

Lacey wrapped her fingers around his length from the root working up to the tip. She licked the head, and he watched the trail coat her tongue as she swallowed down his pre-cum. Fuck, he didn’t know how long he was going to last with her wicked tongue. He wanted to be inside her before the end of the night. Whizz had a lot of plans when it came to her body.

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He tasted salty and clean. Lacey had never been one to want to taste a man’s dick before. Whizz was different. On every part of her life, he was testing her, making her want things she didn’t think were possible. When she was with him, he made her want to start over. Whizz made her believe it was possible to start over.

Flicking the tip, she stared up to see his eyes were closed. The rapture on his face let her know she was doing something right. He was soft yet hard beneath her grip. She was fascinated by all of him.

Lacey tightened her grip around him, squeezing.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

His hand tightened in her hair. The slight pain only added to her pleasure. She took him deeper into her mouth, sucking on the tip. His pre-cum slid over her tongue, and she swallowed him down, loving the exquisite taste of him. She sucked him in deep until he was far enough that she wouldn’t gag, and then she pulled off. Licking along the root of him, she cupped his balls to add to his pleasure. She wanted to taste his cum on her tongue. To do to him what he’d done to her.

“Fuck, Lacey, your mouth is like heaven.”

She smiled, licking the tip of his cock.

“You keep doing that I’m not going to last.”

Staring up the length of her body, she released his cock. “Then don’t last.”

“You want my cum in this mouth?” he asked, touching her lips.

Lacey flicked her tongue out to touch his fingers. “I want it all.”

“You’re going to send me to an early grave.”

“I’ll join you.” She was so turned on. He’d already given her two orgasms, and she really wanted a third at his hands.

“I see that look in your eye, Lacey. You want my cock, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

She didn’t give him a chance to respond. Gripping his cock, she took him back to her mouth, licking and sucking.

“Fuck,” he said. He stroked her hair then fisted the length.

Lacey gave herself up to the pleasure of sucking him off. She cupped his balls with one hand and stroked his length with the other.

“I’m going to come, Lacey.”

She wanted his cum. He drank her cum, licked her as if he was a starving man and she was a morsel. She wanted to do the same to him, to give him the same kind of pleasure. This was not a take kind of relationship. The relationship she wanted with him was that of equals, both of them taking and giving.

He tensed beneath her touch, and she withdrew until only the tip of his cock was inside her mouth.

“Fuck, Lacey. I’m going to come.”

Before he finished his moan, his cum splashed the back of her throat. She had no choice but to swallow him down. Moaning, she sucked the cum from him, milking his cock for as much as she could get. Only when there was no more to take did she release him.

Whizz bent down and picked her up in his arms. He placed her on the center of the bed, following her down. For several minutes neither of them spoke. She stared at him as he looked at her.

He grabbed her hand, locking their fingers together.

“I’m not going to give you up,” he said.

She chuckled. “I just swallowed your cum. I doubt any man is giving a woman up after that.”