One and the Other
His hands were on my hips as he rocked them back and forth. My clit catching on the fabric of his pants, causing sweet pleasure.
"You like it when daddy does this to his baby girl, huh?" Fred's lips brushed my ear as my head rolled on his shoulder. My breaths soon became pants as Fred continued to roll my hips faster on his thigh.
His large hands started roaming my body, unbuttoning my blouse. His breath got caught in his throat when he realized I had nothing on underneath.
"You sure know how to make daddy's cock hard. My sweet girl teasing me all day, wearing nothing underneath." His lips met with the side of my neck as one of his hands trailed down my body towards my cunt. Fred found out I wasn't wearing panties when I bent down in front of him in the library. He whispered in my ear and told me to meet him in his room.
And that is how we ended up like this.
My skirt was around my waist, my hands on the side of each of his thighs. One of Fred's hands dipped into my folds, coating his fingers in my juices.
"Look at that. Is that what I do to you?" I nodded, as he put his fingers coated with my juices to my lips.
"Be a good girl and clean daddy's fingers." My lips instantly wrapped around his digits, moaning at my taste. I released his fingers with a loud pop. He brought them down to my cunt and circled my pearl. My hips sputtered as he continued his assault on my clit. I could feel my release start to build up, about to snap.
"Daddy." My lips met with the side of his neck.
"You are going to cum for daddy, aren't you?" I nodded as his fingers started circling faster.
"Not till I tell you." His hand was still moving my hips on his hand and thigh, my release closer.
"Daddy, I'm close please let me-e cu-m." I stuttered as I could feel my release rush over me. Then it stopped. His hand circling my clit, his other rocking my hips against him.
"Not yet." Fred patted my thighs for me to stand. My limps shook as I stood, causing Fred to grip my hips to steady me. He moved around me so he stood in front of me.
"Sit." I sat down and watched as Fred got down to his knees. I could see my wet patch on his thigh.
"Daddy wants to see your face when you cum." His large hands pulled under my knees so my ass was on the edge of the chair. He pushed my legs open, resting them on the outside of his shoulders. His lips met with the flesh of my inner thighs, kissing his way towards my cunt.
Fred, slowly and painfully, met with my cunt by licking a long broad stripe from my fluttering entrance to my aching clit. He moaned against me, causing vibrations against my clit.
"You taste so good."
His tongue gathered all the juices that escaped me. The room was filled with slurping sounds as Fred brought me closer and closer to my climax. His tongue swirled my clit as his brown eyes met with mine as he sucked. My hands flew to his hair.
"Daddy, I'm close." My hips started thrusting into his mouth. One of his hands pressed down onto my stomach. He hummed against me.
"Not yet, baby girl." His lips stroked my inner folds as one of his fingers entered me. His finger started pumping into me, my walls clenching at the welcome intrusion. I bit my lip trying to conceal my loud moans as his finger brushed my sweet spot.
"Let me hear you." His lips left me to add another finger. They kept curling into my sweet spot.
"Fred, I'm close-e." Fred chuckled and kissed my thigh.
"Cum for me."
My vision was enveloped with stars as white-hot pleasure flooded my veins. My thighs shaking as Fred's fingers kept pumping into me. My hands still gripping his red hair. I could feel my eyelids become heavy, not being able to open. Fred attacked his lips to slit, gathering all the juices that escaped me. I pushed his head away after I started to become sensitive.
"No more." I shook my head as Fred chuckled and moved up my body, kissing my breasts, my neck, and my lips. I moaned at my slick covering his face. My hands roamed on his chest, moving closer to his belt. His hands stopped mine.
"Not tonight, baby." I nodded as his lips met with mine.
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It's been a week since that moment with Fred. I didn't think my fingers could be anymore sore from imagining his tongue on my clit.
I was awake in my four-poster bed, hand over my mouth as I brought myself closer to my climax until my phone rang. Pulling my hands out of my panties, I wiped them on a rag and answered my phone. It was George.
"Hello?"
"There she is! I have been texting you and you didn't answer."
"Oh, sorry. I was in the shower." I could hear George laughing on the other end,
"No, you weren't. I know when you are lying and you just were. What were you really doing?"
I could feel my cheeks grow red.
"Umm,"
"You were touching yourself, weren't you?"
I stayed silent.
"What were you thinking when you are touching yourself?" I took a breath,
"Fred." I could hear him laugh,
"And what did Fred do?" I imagine him smirking.
"He ate me out." My hands slithered their way into my panties again. Brushing my fingers against my aching clit, I gasped.
"Tell me what else he did."
My fingers rubbed faster,
"He made me ride his thigh." I moaned. I hear George grunt into the phone.
"Did he now?" I nodded my head, then realized he couldn't see it.
"Yes," I dipped a finger into my entrance, gathering all my juices, and brought them up to my clit. The wetness caused delicious friction on my clit.
"Oh god," I panted into the phone. George moaned into the phone.
"What else did he do?" He was panting and moaning into the phone.
"He, ah, he fingered me." My fingers rubbed quicker.
"I could get off to the sound of your voice, love. Did you know that?" He grunted.
"Oh Georgy, I'm close." I moaned,
"Me too, baby" My fingers rubbed faster, my orgasm nearing.
"George,"
"Cum for me, baby."
My hand clasped over my mouth, muffling my moans. My head swimming from the intense pleasure flowing through me. My fingers continued rubbing until my clit became too sensitive. My breaths becoming pants. I could hear George cumming on the other end of the phone.
"You sound like heaven when you cum.", was the first thing George said after his release.
"Thank you, George," I smirked as I removed my fingers out of my now dripping wet panties.
"Goodnight, love"
"Goodnight George."