Reassessing My Life - Pt. 2 - Sex Stories

Reassessing My Life - Pt. 2

... her mouth to speak, but I stepped into the silence and said, “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, Cass.” I stood and kissed her, and her body molded itself to mine. It was not a gentle kiss; my tongue probed deeply into her mouth, and she devoured me in kind. My hands grabbed her ass and picked her up, carrying her to the bed before almost flinging her onto it.

She laughed as she bounced, but the laugh was cut short by a gasp as I knelt between her legs and began to suck and lick hungrily at that perfect bald pussy. My sexy little goth girl moaned at the way my tongue flicked both across her clit and her piercing, doubling the stimulation that she felt.

For a woman normally so talkative, her voice now only made sighs and whimpers. I pushed two fingers between her labia, inside of her tight, wet snatch, and she let out a low, needful groan. Then I found what I was looking for, the small raised bit of flesh inside, and hooked my fingers to press on it as my tongue lashed rapidly across her clit. Already close to orgasm, she howled with need as it took her, and then as she squirted into my mouth, crying and begging for more.

As Cassandra came down, panting, I raised my face from between her thighs and smiled. It was absolutely drenched in her juices, and she sounded slightly chagrined as she said, “I’m sorry, that’s– hnh– that’s never happened before.”

I just laughed and gave one last slow, deliberate lick to her slit. “Better get used to it.”

Her ...

... adorable giggle turned into a sultrier chuckle as she said, “Get those clothes off, Jase. Let me see you now.”

Cass reclined on her elbows, one leg up on the bed and one hanging over the edge, bare sex lewdly on display for me. She idly toyed with her nipple piercings as she watched me undress, biting her lip in anticipation. There was an appreciative noise when my shirt came off; I hadn’t gotten to the gym as much as I’d meant to recently, so that stroked my ego nicely.

But it was when my pants came off, and more specifically, my briefs, that her eyes went wide with shock, followed by a gleefully horny expression. “Jesus Christ! Kim may have been Malibu Barbie, but you sure as fuck ain’t a Ken doll!” Cass’s hand slid down to her pussy, almost without intention, and she lightly fingered herself as I approached the bed. “It’s, um, it’s been a while, handsome. And never with someone so, ah, gifted.”

In a reassuring tone, I told her, “I’ll be gentle.”

She tugged at a nipple piercing and chided me. “Baby, do I look like the kind of girl that wants to be fucked gently? Just gimme a minute to get adjusted, and then I want you to fucking ruin me with that thing.”

I laughed as she clambered up the bed a bit, then kneeled between her legs. Cassandra’s eyes never wavered from mine as I placed the head of my cock at her entrance, but then they dipped to look at it once more. She giggled, “I feel like I won the dick lottery!”

A voice in the back of my head told me not to ...