Read Tattoos and Transformations Online
Authors: Melody Snow Monroe
Chapter Seven
Fuck
. Morgan had managed to control his lust long enough to flip the steaks. He kept his back to the pool, not wanting to see the vixen splash around and have a good time without him. When she screamed, his protective genes shot into high gear and he spun around. The flying bathing suit top almost didn’t register. Even when it did, he never expected Dakota to brazenly walk out of the pool with her glorious tits exposed. His cock had gotten so hard he’d almost needed to adjust himself.
Her defiant flaunting of her nakedness was the last straw. Her hair might have been brown instead of bright colors, but the daring Dakota hadn’t changed. He picked up his beer and strode into the kitchen mumbling something about needing to get the cut-up vegetables. He had planned on grilling them, but his plans had suddenly changed. He sure as hell wasn’t ready to see the happy couple do something other than splash in the pool.
Pulling out a pan from the cabinet, he dumped in the veggies and set them on the burner.
“When will the steaks be done?”
Her defiant question made his balls tight. He spun around and the words left his brain. She hadn’t even put on her top. What was she trying to do? Kill him?
“Ask Clint.” He turned back around. An ache the size of Wyoming drove up his cock and squeezed his balls.
The vegetables sizzled in the pan, and he was happy he could pretend to have something to do. He thought she’d headed outside when her hands found their way around his waist. Her tempting ways
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had to stop.
He took in a deep breath, set the spatula in the frying pan, and pried her fingers apart. Then he turned around. He’d intended to just walk back outside, but something inside his feeble brain snapped. The brain between his legs led the way. He brought his mouth to hers and drank in his fill. The moment she pressed her naked chest against him, he broke away.
“What’s wrong?” She looked up at him with such innocence.
“Go cover yourself up. I don’t need to see little-girl tits.” He expected her to back off. Instead, a smile filled her face.
Damn
her
. “Why? Do you have a little boy’s cock?” She was playing with fire and was sure to get burned. He shoved the pan off the flame and stalked out. He swore he could hear her chuckle.
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Dakota waited to see if Morgan would return. When he didn’t, she pulled the pan back onto the burner and finished sautéing the vegetables. She wasn’t ready to face Clint yet. Morgan’s reaction didn’t really surprise her, but to hear the disgust in his voice hurt her to the core. From now on, she needed to focus on Clint and forget about Morgan.
By the time she brought out the pan that contained the vegetables, she figured the steak would be cooked. Putting on her top seemed to be the smart thing to do just in case she’d misread Morgan’s reaction.
She wouldn’t want Morgan to give up a meal on her account.
“Where’s my brother?”
“He disappeared.” She placed the pan on a pot holder. “He might have gone to his room.” Maybe Clint could talk some sense into him.
“He couldn’t handle seeing you naked and not having you?” She shrugged. “He kissed me then stomped off.” Clint smiled. “Hot damn.”
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She’d never understand men. “Why is that good?” He palmed her tits and leaned in to kiss her neck. “Because it means he wants you but isn’t willing to admit it yet.”
“You’re full of shit.”
“Oh, yeah.” When he ran his tongue along the edge of her ear, she pushed aside the slight from Morgan.
Her body reacted with heated passion. The aroma of the cooked steaks on the table made her stomach grumble, but when Clint lifted her up and walked her through the living and down a hallway, she forgot all about food.
“I have something special for you.”
“Oh, yeah? The last time we did something special, I liked it.” She would never forget the thrill of skydiving.
“I’m hoping to make this equally as pleasurable.” All she could think of was making love to both Clint and Morgan, but that dream seemed to be fading fast. “I’m game.” He placed her on the bed and headed over to his dresser. She wasn’t sure what he was getting, but she bet she’d like it. He returned waving a condom, a jar, and something in a box. He opened it and pulled out what looked like a very large glass cock.
“Oh, my.” Clint sat on the bed and kissed her. Oh, how she loved his soft, pliable lips.
“I love your pussy, but I also want to explore your glorious ass.
Have you ever had a cock in your ass?”
She didn’t need much of an imagination to know that if Clint were inside her, the experience would be wonderful. “No.” She’d already told him that, but maybe he was hoping she’d lied or something.
“I’d like to stretch you out with this.” He waved the fake cock.
“When I fuck your pussy, you’ll feel so full that you’ll know how much I want you.”
She wasn’t certain of his logic, but having his cock again was all that she’d dreamed about since their mountain excursion. “Can I suck on your cock first?”
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He hissed in a breath. “I’m not sure.”
She gave him her best pouting face. “It’ll get me in the mood.”
“Okay.” He simultaneously pulled on the side ribbons holding up her bottom.
“I love your pussy. It’ll get me in the mood if I can suck on her.” He lifted her up and placed her higher on the bed. He was about to get between her legs when she stopped him. “I want to go first.”
“How about if I put this cock in your ass first. Then you can suck my cock while you get used to the one in your ass.” She thought about it for a moment. “That’s fair.” He stepped off the bed and shed his trunks before crawling back next to her. “Get on your elbows and knees.” She expected him to open the lube and smear it on her hole.
Instead, he dragged his hands up and down her back.
“You’re tense.”
“I think that’s to be expected.” New ideas always made her leery.
“I need to relax you.”
From the sexy way his voice lowered, she knew she was going to like whatever he’d planned. “How you going to that?” He pulled her over his lap and she burst out laughing. “You are so not going to spank me.”
His hand came down rather softly, but the effect was nice. “How was that?”
“I’m still too tense.”
The next spank was delivered with a bit more force. “Spread your legs.”
Now he was talking. He slipped a finger into her pussy, and her hole instantly creamed. She wiggled her butt to get his finger in deeper when the next slap occurred. This time he didn’t hold back.
“Ouch.”
With that same hand that had delivered the blow, he rubbed her ass. “I’m sorry, darlin’. Your ass is such a pretty shade of pink. Can you feel it heating up your pussy?”
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“I think your finger is doing the honors in that department.” He dared to remove the finger. “Don’t want you to get confused.” The next slap stung, but it generated enough heat that she felt it deep inside her. “That was kind of nice. Do it again, but harder this time.”
Two hard smacks followed by more ass rubbing soothed away the ache, but it excited her at the same time. Clint deposited her back on the bed. “I think you’re sufficiently relaxed.” She resumed the position, surprised at how the spanking had calmed her. He opened the jar and a strong scent swirled around her.
The odor was a combination of peach and strawberry.
With one hand, he rubbed her rear. With the other, he pressed a finger into her pussy and dragged up her juices up her divide. When he circled her anus, she clenched her ass cheeks.
“Don’t do that or I’ll have to give you another spanking.”
“Oh, no, not that.” She giggled.
When he added her back into the massage, she forced herself to relax. More strawberry-peach scent reached her. His finger circled her anus with the fresh-smelling goo.
“Close your eyes and enjoy the sensation.” She did as he asked, but when his finger edged into her virgin hole, her muscles spasmed. The double spanking was expected, and the resulting heat helped her to refocus. In a slow, sensual manner, Clint went round and round her hole until he was able to slip his finger in partway. She wasn’t sure what to expect, but so far she preferred if he played with her pussy.
As he worked the tense muscle, it finally gave way and he pressed his finger in all the way.
“Oh.” She hadn’t expected her ass to perk up the way it did.
“You’re doing such a good job.”
His praise meant the world to her. “Mmm.” He leaned over her back and rewarded her with several kisses down her shoulder. Her nipples ached for the same treatment. They
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pebbled in anticipation.
She looked behind her to see his next move. He reached under her and rubbed her tits. He must have read her mind.
“I love these and plan on sucking them until you come.” His lips traveled back along her shoulder and up her neck. Fingers of pleasure caressed her skin.
He pressed on her nipples.
Oh, God
. Her tits were almost as sensitive as her clit. It would only take a few touches before she was soaring high. He rubbed them between his thumb and forefinger enough to make them harden.
“Yes. Keep doing that.”
“I’ll get back to those in a minute.”
Damn him
. The man seemed determined to drive her crazy. The jar of lube perfumed the air again. He must be coating the glass cock, getting it ready to press into her. She could hardly wait for the tingles to spark more need.
He placed the tip at her hole and slightly pressed inward. The difference in size between his finger and this cock was substantial, but she didn’t say anything. Clint knew what he was doing.
The flat of his hand rubbed her ass. “You doing okay?” His gentle words washed over her. “Yes.” With a back-and-forth twisting motion, the fake cock slowly eased in about an inch. She must have tensed because he rubbed her back and ass with more intensity.
“Just breathe.”
“Okay.” She took a deep breath and exhaled.
To her surprise, on the next exhale, the cock slid in deeper and must have hit a nerve that stimulated the production of juices in her pussy. How was that possible? She wiggled her butt, and he pressed a bit harder. Clint pulled the dildo out a bit then eased it back in, going farther this time. Between him rubbing her ass and slowly increasing the pressure, he was able to get the cock seated.
“Now for the fun.”
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Testing the new cock, she squeezed her ass cheeks. The pressure didn’t subside. The new glass dildo took up a good portion of her body. She needed to see what he was doing and lifted up on her knees to turn around. “Ooh.” The cock hit a ton of erotic nerves.
“I see you found the pleasure source.”
Her breaths came out faster. “Yes.”
“I want to eat your pussy.” He flipped her onto her back.
“No. You promised.” She stretched her hands toward his cock and wiggled her fingers.
He groaned. “I’d hoped you’d forgotten.” Her mouth gaped open. “Not on your life, buddy.” On his knees, Clint climbed closer. She got back up on her knees and bent over. Determined to drive him crazy, she licked his balls as she grabbed his stiff cock. The cock in her ass was setting her body on fire. Even her pussy was creaming too fast.
“Easy, darlin’. Putting that little fake cock in you turned me on something fierce.”
“Little?” As huge as it felt in her ass, compared to Clint’s cock, the dildo was tiny. She couldn’t imagine what would happen when he fucked her hard in the ass.
Thrilled he was so sensitive to her touch, she cupped his balls with one hand and guided the other hand up and down his swollen shaft.
As she pressed her fingers harder into his flesh, he gasped. She smiled.
She continued giving him a hand job until his grunts came out so fast that she replaced her top hand with her mouth and sealed it tight over his spongy, mushroom-shaped head. As slowly as she could, she slid down his rippled length to enjoy the thick vein pulsating down the middle. When her mouth could hold no more, she swirled her tongue around and around as she massaged his balls. A hint of chlorine teased her nostrils, reminding her of their swim.
She released his balls and wrapped her arm around his ass and drew him closer, just until her tits hit his thigh. Dropping onto her heels, the glass cock wedged in more, taking her breath from her for a
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moment. She inhaled and waited for the pulses to ease before she sucked on him hard and fast. She loved how his coarse leg hairs pricked her nipples. The added pressure ignited the tips.
Clint pressed on her shoulder and gently her pushed away. When she sat back, a drop of pre-cum sparkled on the tip.
“I’ve never had this problem before, but when I’m around you, my body’s weak. Have mercy.”
She nearly laughed. Since she wanted him to last, she drew her hands upward and palmed his chest. “I like these, too.” Probably to show off, he flexed his muscles.
He pulled her onto her knees and answered with a demanding kiss.
When she opened her mouth to invite him in, he took advantage of the opportunity and probed her mouth with a fast-darting tongue. Sparks shot down to her pussy as they explored each other like it was their first time. Her hands roamed over his back, discovering and enjoying the muscular planes that constantly changed with each movement.
The kiss softened and slowed. Their lips parted, but not enough to lose contact. The connection lasted a few seconds longer before he broke away, lowered his head, and dragged his lips down to the hollow of her throat. The soft, feathery touches left scorching marks in their path. Her pussy ached, but she knew he wanted to sample all of her body before he reached her most sensitive place.
She leaned back to enjoy the attention. The shift in balance caused her to squeeze her butt.
Whoops
. The dildo in her ass hit another set of nerves. For a brief moment, she’d forgotten about having that inside her.
Clint must have sensed her change in mood because he lowered his hand and pressed the plug deeper into her ass. Shards of pleasure streaked through her. “Oh, my.”
He leaned close to her ear. “Wait until you have my big cock in your ass. Every thrust will send you to another world and back.” She could hardly wait, but right now her pussy was demanding the attention. As if he could sense her restlessness, he leaned her back on
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the bed and crawled on top of her like a lion ready to pounce.
He drew his attention to her tit. His tongue skirted the circumference of her nipple, going around and around but never tasting the sensitive, swollen crest. Needing him to suck hard on the tip, she pressed her chest upward. One hand cupped her other breast.
His fingers lightly brushed over the top, creating more havoc, and her pussy juiced.
“Please.”
His chuckle came from deep inside his throat. “I’m having fun.” The next lick made her gasp. The rough texture lit up every cell.
Her pussy needed some contact. “Touch my pussy.” She reached for his cock, but their bodies were pressed too close together for her to succeed. His wet hair dripped on the side of her breast. The slow trickle tickled.