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Story: Hudson

“Let me,” she says as I pull back just an inch, and she grabs the hem of her top, pulling it from her frame. Following suit, I rip the remaining buttons from my shirt as I pull it open and off my shoulders.
We don’t wait before her hands land on my bare torso, nails digging in as I cup her breast. Molding it in my palm, my lips slam back onto hers, my other hand gripping her face and keeping her close. Her lips are warm and wanting against my own as her hands hit my belt, undoing it quickly.
“Are you sure you want this, Lacy?” I ask, because even though I know she does, I want to hear it.
“Yes. I want this. I want you,” she says, her chest pushing against mine as my fingers unbutton her jeans. My breathing labored, my skin prickles at feeling her bare body next to mine.
“Are you sure?” she asks, cheeks flushed just as I drop my jeans, kicking off my boots in the process.
“Fuck, I have never wanted any woman more than Ido you right now,” I tell her honestly before I swallow her smile, my tongue tangling with hers. Lowering her zipper, I push her jeans over her fantastic ass, and she shimmies them down, her underwear going with them as I drop to my knees.
“Wow,” she pants, seeing me kneeling before her. Her bare pussy is right in front of me, and my mouth waters at the sight. I lean forward and flatten my tongue, taking a taste of her that has me groaning. Looking up, I watch her head fall back against the wall as her hands thread through my hair.
“Oh shit,” she breathes out, and I smile before I fully dive in. Her legs widen as she releases a whimper, leaning against the front door in nothing but a flimsy lace bra that does little to cover her round breasts. I lick her clit, circling it a little with my tongue as my hands glide up her bare legs, stopping at her ass, where I grab her tight and pull her to me.
I moan against her pussy, relishing the feel of her on my tongue, my lips, my face as her hips start to grind. God, I could eat her all day.
“Oh… yes… yessssss” She bites her lower lip before she starts to pant. Her fingers stretch on my scalp, pulling at my hair as her hips move more and more against my face. Her confidence with me rises each time we’re together. She has grown her butterfly wings, and she’s fucking magnificent with them.
I suck on her clit a little, teasing her before lapping her more, over and over in perfect rhythm.
“Shit, I’m close… Hudson.” As her hips move faster, I know she will explode soon so I flick her clit with my tongue, before I suck on it hard, feeling her legs tremble in my hold.
“Hudson! Oh my God, Hudson!” she screams as her whole body starts to shake, and she comes on my tongue right here against my front door. “Yes, yes… Oooh…” Her voice quivers as she comes down from her high, and I slow my pace, kissing her center, enjoying the feel of her on my face and lips. Her soft bare skin is so smooth and silky; it’s my new addiction.
“I think your pussy is my new obsession,” I tell her as I skirt my finger gently up and down her opening, not able to resist feeling her and admiring as her body convulses a little at my teasing touch.
“That is such a great stress reliever…” she moans as her head falls forward, and she looks down at me. I see her face free of tension, fears, and responsibilities, and I smile. I have taken the edge off, and now we get to have fun.
I stand, picking her up by her thighs, and I squeeze her ass in my palms as she hooks her legs around my waist, her bare pussy now warm against my pelvis.
“I can walk, you know…” she teases, and I kiss her bare shoulder.
“Don’t care. I like to carry you.”
Her lips find mine as I turn and run us upstairs. I can’t see where I’m going, entirely consumed by this woman, but I find my room and walk inside before I peel her from me and throw her onto the bed.
“And throw me around?” She laughs, as I crawl ontothe bed after her. Quickly removing her bra, she tosses it across the room.
I pause, taking her in. Totally naked, on my bed, in my house.
“Hudson?” she questions, her gaze searching mine as I look back into her eyes. A new, more intent hunger unlocks at the need I see reflected back at me, and I’m immediately on her.
“Fuck, you are beautiful, Lacy,” I tell her before my mouth captures hers.
Our movements become frantic, like we have been dying for each other for years, and I feel her hands coast down my chest to my waist, before they land on the waistband of my underwear, the last piece of clothing between us.
“You are so hard…” she murmurs against my lips as she pushes down my underwear. My cock springs up hard against my stomach, and before I understand what is happening, she wraps her hand around my length and gives me a few pumps.
“Lacy,” I growl, pressing my forehead against hers as I look down at where she holds me. Precum already glistens as she runs her thumb over the tip, slowly pumping me some more.
“You are so big…” Her sweetly spoken words have me thickening more in her palm.
“Lacy,” I say in a warning because I’m right on the edge. How can I not be? I have the perfect woman underneath me. Entirely naked. With limited reserves left, I lean over to my side table and grab a condom from the drawer as her hand continues to move up and downmy shaft languidly, exploring, and it feels fucking amazing.
I sit back on my heels and rip open a condom, watching her watching me as I sheath myself.
“How's that no dating going for you?” I tease as I hover over her again, positioning myself between her legs. Feeling her warm, wet pussy, I slide my cock up and down her folds, the action already making her squirm and whimper.