Authors: Michelle Woodward
Jon grabbed onto the waist band of her black lace panties and pulled them off in one motion. He gently pressed Cricket’s inner thighs, guiding them wider, as he lowered his head down to her sex. She could feel his hot breath on her cleanly shaven pussy as he first brought his fingers to her slickened folds. He parted her nether lips with his fingers and ran them along the length of her slit, spreading her sweet juices over her pussy. He flicked and rubbed her clit with his index finger, driving Cricket mad with desire. Jon loved seeing Cricket so turned on, writhing with pleasure and feeling up her own tits.
Jon quickly replaced his fingers with his mouth, running his tongue along her opening and up to her clit. He lapped at her pussy as Cricket pressed Jon’s head firmer into her pussy. He wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked hard while flicking and circling his tongue around the engorged bud. He reached a hand up to one of her breasts and squeezed it, flicking her nipple with his thumb to the same rhythm that he flicked her clit with his tongue. This was starting to drive Cricket over the edge as her breath quickened and tension in her sex grew. Unable to control it any longer she let out a shriek, as her body vibrated in a powerful orgasm.
Cricket immediately reached down to Jon’s pants and tore them open. His dick bounced out at attention through his boxers. Cricket reached into his boxers and grasped his hard and hungry dick. To her pleasure, Jon had a massive cock that she knew would fill her up right. She couldn’t wait any longer.
“I need you to fuck me now Jon,” Cricket said breathlessly yet commandingly as she pulled Jon back on top of her.
Jon complied, eagerly guiding the head of his dick to her soaking wet opening. He plunged his manhood deep into her vagina, and Cricket let out a gasp of deep pleasure. His girthy cock stretched her pussy and the tension and pressure sent her juices gushing. They moved in unison and rhythm as Jon pounded his dick in and out. Cricket drove her hips up to meet every thrust of his hips, and before she knew what had happened, Jon flipped over so he was lying down and she was now on top. She straddled onto Jon’s dick as his reached up and held onto her breasts, pinching her nipples as she started to ride his length. Starting to quicken her pace, Cricket started to feel Jon’s dick hardening even more. He moaned her name over and over as they both exploded in the most intense orgasm of her life. They collapsed beside each other on the bed, their gasping breath the only sounds in the room. Branson is not going to be half bad, Cricket thought as she laid her head onto Jon’s strong chest.
THE END