Page 26 of Ribbons and Roses

But I’m enjoying teasing him.

I push him down until he’s laying back all the way and increase my strokes. I’m fully straddling him now, even rubbing my thong-clad pussy over his erection to really get him going.

His dick twitches in my grasp.

It’s burning hot, so hard I imagine he’s on the verge of coming.

I smirk at him as I change position, turning around to offer him a nice view of my ass. I crawl toward his dick and take it whole into my mouth—or as much as I can before his thick length hits the back of my throat and I’m gagging.

“Fuck… Phi…” he chokes out.

His breaths come even deeper. He slaps my ass and then gives both cheeks a rough squeeze.

I should know better than to put my ass right in front of his face. My mouth is full of his dick when he takes it upon himself to officially begin unwrapping his present. He slides my thong panty down the curve of my ass and then wrenches me more toward him.

A strangled cry leaves me as he buries his face in my ass, biting at the supple flesh. It’s all I can do to remember not to suffocate on his dick.

We’re both torturing each other as I try to concentrate on stroking and sucking him. He’s nibbling and kissing anywhere he can. His tongue teases the puckered hole and sends an immediate sharp shiver up my spine.

Seeking revenge, I increase my motions. I take his dick even deeper ’til my throat muscles are flexing around him and he’sso thick that he just might explode any second. But where I’m taking my revenge out on his dick, he does the same to my pussy.

Salvatore eats me out like he always does; he’s a starving man, sucking and slurping at my dripping pussy as if it’s some fine delicacy to taste.

I’m panting and quivering trying to keep from coming.

Trying to hold out longer than him.

Any last shred of patience shattering, Salvatore snaps like I expected he would. The room spins as I’m whipped up from my position and then tossed down. Suddenly, I’m on the bottom and my thighs are pushed back toward my head.

He’s hovering over me, a feral look on his face as he strokes his dick and wrenches the last piece of ribbon off my body.

My breasts spring free and he growls, dipping his head to take one into his mouth.

He sinks his dick into my dripping wet pussy and we cry out together. Intense pressure builds from the inside. I shudder at how full I feel, basking in how perfect Salvatore’s dick feels buried deep.

He pulls back ’til only his head remains at my entrance and then slams forward. The first rough, passionate thrust of many to come. I’m immediately matching his energy, grabbing his hips to encourage him to fuck me even harder.

If anyone else in the house hears what we’re up to, neither of us care.

In the moment, we’re so caught up in the pleasure surging through our bodies that it doesn’t matter.

There’s no slowing down this type of passion as Salvatore flips me over and plunges into me from behind. I clench my eyes shut and throw my ass back at him almost tauntingly, ’til I’m the one fucking myself on him, bouncing on his dick.

His palms collide with my ass cheeks, his grip so clenching that I’m sure I’ll be sore come morning. His thrusts resume, gathering speed, coming quicker and deeper than ever.

My pussy tingles, swollen and sensitive.

Right on the edge of tapping out.

Some couples lose the spark in their relationship after only a few years. We’ve found ourselves more sexual and expressive than any other period in our lives, reaching a point where we both know exactly what we want. We’re so familiar with each other that we take and give freely, slipping into a natural rhythm that allows for explosive moments like this.

We twist ourselves into yet another position, where I’m on top again. Salvatore’s laying back as I sit reverse on him, back to bouncing my ass up and down on his dick. He groans for more than one reason. The feel of my silky wet pussy swallowing up his dick and the view that greets him with every gyration of mine. He slaps my ass some more, even gripping it to slam me back down on him.

When my orgasm finally comes and I seize up, he’s rolling me under him. He fucks me through every tingling spasm of my pussy, his hands all over my body. Fondling my breasts and pinching my nipples. Bruising my hips and thighs.

Forcing my face toward his for a searing kiss.

He comes inside my swollen pussy and leaves me dripping with a mix of us.