Chanel and Ethan 22 - Sex Stories

Chanel and Ethan 22

... more bashful looks or hesitancy from either of us. Ethan’s feeding off my energy like a starving man, and soon, all of our clothes have made it to the floor. I moan with pleasure as his lips touch my heated skin. He’s on top of me, kneeling between my thighs as he kisses and licks down my rib cage. “I love your little waist,” he mumbles against my flesh, his hands gliding down my sides to emphasize the appreciation. I hum in response. “And I love your tits,” he says into my belly button, both of his hands moving over to cup my chest. My breasts aren’t huge, but they’re full and perky, and they fit in his grip perfectly. I press my tits into his large hands and moan. “And I love your pink pussy,” he whispers, then licks between my legs. I moan loudly and grab a handful of his hair. He kisses my slit like he would my mouth while his hands roam my body. It’s true. Standing next to him, I am very petite. His large size seems intimidating at times, but he’s never too overpowering with me. He holds me and touches me and kisses me just right, and I always feel safe with him. Ethan licks and teases my clit with precision only he is capable of. I start to hump his face and he holds my hips firmly, guiding me. “God that feels so good,” I coo and look down at him. His glass hard green eyes are watching me and I groan. Ethan flattens his tongue and makes wide licks, covering every inch of my folds in it’s path. He keeps at this for I don’t know how long, but all too soon, I have more ...

... needs. “Please fuck me Ethan,” I beg in the sweetest voice I’m capable of. “You want me inside you?” He asks and flicks my clit. I twitch in response and gasp. “Yes, please, I need you,” I confess and he flicks me again. I groan and arch my back off the bed. Such a tease. My desire is spiraling out of control and I don’t know how much more I can take. “Ethaaan,” I cry his name and try to wiggle my way down the bed. Ethan lifts his head and props himself up on his left hand. “I can put something inside you,” he says and the fingers on his right hand force me open. I scream and squirm beneath him. He’s such a cheater. I try to tell him to stop, but he knows how close I am. Ethan furiously fucks me with his hand, and when I don’t immediately cum, he resorts to shoving a third finger inside me. “Uhhnnn!” I whine in protest and pleasure, his thick fingers about to push me over the edge. “More,” I gasp. His extremities find my g-spot and stroke it. And I fucking cum. “Yeesss!” I scream and thrash beneath him. He presses on me a second longer, then pulls his hand from my cunt. My pussy still pulsing with my release, I suddenly feel Ethan shove his thick head inside my opening. “Ohh my God,” I moan, a furious tremor coursing from my heart straight to my groin. I was not expecting that. He pulls back and pushes in farther, just in time to let the last of my orgasm squeeze his dick. I’m panting furiously when he’s finally buried inside me. Then I shiver. He pulls out and pushes back in ...