Page 43 of The Other Side of Paradise (Story of Paradise #2)

She had such perfect breasts, so full, round, soft, just fucking gorgeous. Such a perfect figure, soft and curvy and so ready for me. I wanted to fuck her senseless. I wanted to come all over her, wanted to make her scream, sweat, beg and plead and come and come and come.

But there was one thing I wanted more than that.

“Allison,” I said, cupping her breasts in my hands one more time before slipping them to her back.

“Y-yeah?”

“Kiss me, please.”

Something glinted in her eyes, and she softened, biting her lip. “I thought you’d never ask,” she whispered. “I mean, literally, I thought… you know…”

I laughed. “Well, here I am. Get to it, then.”

“Mm… my god.” She put her hands on the back of my head, caressing me, looking between my eyes and my lips, my eyes and my lips, her body quivering, before she took a breath, softened, leaned in, and finally, pressed her lips against mine.

They were every bit as soft as I’d been hoping for. Soft and sweet and perfect. I pressed her more tightly into me and kissed, moving my lips with hers, and she moaned softly, quiet, a whisper of pleasure into my lips.

I kissed her again, and again, and again—moving my lips slowly as heat coursed through me, exploring the sensation of it, before the building tension was too much to bear, and I darted my tongue out, touching her lips.

She moaned, arching against me, and I pulled her tighter against me, feeling the way her breasts pressed against my neck and shoulders from this angle, her standing over me.

I took her lip into my mouth, sucking lightly, and I let my hands roam, sliding down her back, squeezing her ass, trailing over her thighs, and back up to her breasts, my tongue exploring her lips and sneaking in to meet her tongue.

I teased my fingers over her nipples, and her knees buckled, moaning as I pulled away.

“Oh, god—sorry—I just—fuck, it feels good when you—”

“Mm-hm.” I took her hand and guided it between my legs, and she made a quiet noise of surprise when I felt her fingers touch my wetness.

“Oh, fuck. Stella—oh my god. Oh my god, you’re perfect.”

“ This is perfect,” I murmured, pulling her into another kiss, and I held her hand by the wrist, keeping her against my pussy, where she moved her fingers slowly, the same motions I was doing but a hundred times more electric.

God, I wouldn’t last long like that. I pulled back from the kiss, a hungry growl escaping my throat, as I said, “Allison?”

“Yeah…?”

I bit my lip. “Get on your knees.”

“Oh, Jesus Christ. Stella—oh my god.” She swallowed, nodding breathlessly. “Yes… ma’am. As you like…”

She didn’t blink as she sank to her knees, staring breathlessly at me, like I was a goddess. And just like I thought, she looked amazing there, kneeling between my legs, her chest heaving, ready to give me what I wanted. I put my hand on the back of her head.

“You’re going to lick my pussy now,” I said, voice low. “Start with your tongue in my folds. Just tease there. Can you do that?”

“Yes, ma’am. Of course, ma’am.” She shifted in closer, and she closed her eyes with a low, satisfied moan as her tongue met me, and I moved my hips against her involuntarily.

Fuck, she looked perfect like this. She’d wanted me from the first day? She should have just said so, and I could have been riding her pretty little face this whole time. Better late than never.

“Good girl, Allison. Open your eyes. Look at me.” She obeyed, casting her gaze up towards me, and I tightened my grip on the back of her head. “That’s it… good girl. Move your tongue up to my clit, and then lick, again, bottom to the top.”

“Yes, ma’am.” She slipped her hands to my hips, holding onto me while she licked according to my instructions, and fuck me, this was going to be so good.

I’d never been this in control before. Using it to have her lick my pussy…

fuck, I hoped she was down for multiple rounds.

I was going to come so quickly, and I wouldn’t be remotely satisfied.

It wasn’t long before I tightened my grip on her hair and I said, “Take my clit in your mouth and suck, Allison.”

“Of course, ma’am.” She was so obedient, so ready to serve—pressed her mouth up against me and sucked on my clit, tugging it into her lips, and I moaned, rocking my hips against her face while I held her in place.

“Good girl. Look how well you’re doing! You’re so pretty sucking on my clit like this…

so good with your mouth. Keep going, Allison.

You’re doing so well,” I groaned, the words coming out of me in a tighter and tighter voice as she kept sucking on me, flicking her tongue against me, and she blushed hotter as I did, clearly swept up in the praise.

“Mm, fuck, you’re good. Keep moving it like that—a little lower—good girl.

Mm…” I gripped her head with both hands, and I angled her to move her head up and back down, just like the bobbing I was describing for her.

It took her a second to get it right, but before long, I slipped into bliss as her tongue and her lips undid me, hot and wet and the suction of the movement melting into the sensation of her tongue moving on my clit…

God, I never wanted this to stop. I grabbed her tighter by the hair, hard enough it tugged on her hair, and I shoved her harder into me, and she made the sexiest sound, like it was the biggest turn-on she’d felt in her life. If she insisted. I wasn’t mad about getting to fuck her face.

“That’s it,” I said softly, trying to keep my voice sweet and encouraging. “Good girl. Keep going. Keep fucking taking it, Allison. Fuck, I’m going to come all over you, you’re doing such a good job— so good the way you suck on my clit—you’re such a good girl for me. Keep going—fuck—I’m coming—”

I hadn’t expected to come so fast, jolting up inside me in a sudden swell, and I cried out in pleasure, grabbing her by the hair and shoving her into me, rocking my hips against her mouth, her pretty little mouth, her hot wet mouth where she sucked on my clit, looking up at me with those pretty brown eyes, and fuck me, I was—

I squeezed my eyes shut, grinding my hips up against her and riding the wave of pleasure before I collapsed against the couch back, breathing hard, and I only realized I was still holding onto Allison by the hair when she made a small whimpering noise from me tugging, and I laughed in surprise, pushing myself to force my hands open despite the way they wanted to clench.

Released her to where she pulled back, kissing my thigh, and I looked down hazily to see how fucking beautiful she looked like that, down on her knees covered in my wetness and feeling so good, so happy to have made me feel good.

“You are so fucking good at that,” I laughed breathlessly.

“Thanks,” she said, laughing with, a playful spark in her eyes even with the bright-red coloration as she rested her head on my thigh. “That was the best it’s ever been for me, just for the record.”

“What, because I was telling you what a good girl you are, or because my pussy is just… transcendental?”

“I mean, duh, of course you have a transcendental pussy. But it was that. And also that, uh, well, you know. It felt like you’d break a bone in my face for a second there. That’s the hottest thing in the universe.”

I laughed. “Does that mean I’m clear to sit on your face next time?”

“Oh—next time.” She went wide-eyed, and I furrowed my brow.

“Please don’t run away again. My god. I just want to kiss you and have sex with you.”

“I-I mean, I’m not complaining,” she blurted, putting a hand over her face. “It’s just… you know, you’re leaving soon, and I… well…”

“That’s a problem for another day. Please. I’m not ready to give this up just yet.”

“I-I mean, if you’re okay with me getting way too fucking attached…”

“Please do. I’d hate to be the only one.”

She looked up at me wide-eyed. “The only…”

“Come up here and kiss me.”

She did. She did like doing as she was told, after all. We kissed, long and slow and languid, as she straddled my thigh, rocking against me—I could feel her wetness all over my leg, and it wasn’t as gross as I thought it’d be. Actually kind of a huge fucking turn-on.

She really got this wet from licking my pussy? God. I never wanted this to end either.

I broke off from the kiss, looking her in the eye as I said, “Allison?”

“Y-yeah?”

I licked my lips slowly, and I pushed my hand down between her legs. She tightened, eyes wide, but she closed them with a soft moan when I pushed through the awkward hesitation to touch her.

She was… soft. Wet. Blazingly hot. And so responsive—rocked her hips against my hand with a whimper, and she opened her eyes with a shaky breath as I moved my fingers side-to-side on her clit, just like she’d been fantasizing about.

“Oh, god—oh my god. Stella—are you—”

“Be a good girl and take it,” I whispered, and she moaned louder, throwing her head back.

“Oh, fuck me, that’s so hot.”

“Ah-ah. What do you say?”

“Yes—yes, ma’am. I’ll take… anything you want… a-anything at all, ma’am,” she said, her voice getting shakier and more desperate as I moved my fingers against her, slipping through her folds and back up to her clit.

“Good girl. You’re so wet for me, aren’t you? So wet from licking my pussy, just like I wanted you to be. You’re doing such a good job.”

“Oh, god. Thank you, ma’am. I aim to… please…”

“You’re doing wonderfully. Move closer. Let me get a better angle at your pretty little pussy.”

She did everything I said, and I shifted her to straddle my thigh better while I kept my fingers against her, rubbing her clit.

She rocked her hips against my thigh, grinding on me while I played with her clit, and I pulled her into a long, deep kiss, breaking off after a minute to duck down and suck her nipple into my mouth.

She was moving faster now, rocking against me, riding me with desperate cries of pleasure, and I broke off from her nipple in turns to switch to the other one and tell her how she was doing such a good job, so pretty like this, so perfect, and when my hand and my thigh were both covered in her wetness, dripping all over me, I was surprised to find it was so fucking hot.

Playing with her clit was fun. Feeling her grind on my thigh was sexy. I wanted to try out everything I could do to her pussy and see how she reacted. Wanted to fuck her in every way possible.

“Stella—” she gasped, her face running with sweat, dripping down onto me, flushed and messy-haired. “Oh, fuck, Stella, I’m going to… I’m…”

“Good girl. Come for me. Let me see you come, Allison—come while I’m playing with your pussy—” I pulled her into another kiss, and she moaned loudly as I felt her tighten under my fingertips, clenching as she pushed over the edge, gripping her hands into my back as she crushed her lips against mine, and slowly, finally, she pulled away, sweaty and spent but looking so blissfully satisfied.

“Oh my god,” she whispered, looking at me like I’d hung the moon, like I was the best sight in the world. “Oh my god.”

I looked at her, I think, in the same way, and I brushed her hair aside. “Did you like that?”

“You’re hotter than all my fantasies put together.” She bit her lip, blushing harder, but she smiled like nobody had ever been as happy as she was. “Oh my god. Did you…? Um. I mean. I know you’re not really…”

I lifted my hand up, covered in her wetness, and I looked between it and her before I licked one finger.

She made a noise of desperate surprise, and I could feel her clench where she was still straddling my thigh.

It tasted… weird, honestly. And a weird texture that kind of just sat on my tongue.

But it wasn’t nearly as weird as I thought it would be.

“I had an amazing time, Allison,” I said, and she bit her lip hard.

“I… wow. I can’t believe I decided to try out sex with a girl here and went and got with the absolute hottest one alive.”

“Look at you. Getting smoother every day. All that practice flirting does help after all, doesn’t it? Went and got a girl to fuck you and you’re warmed up for the real flirting.”

She laughed, shaking her head incredulously. “My god, you’re hot.”

I kissed her again before I pulled back, grinning. “You’re going to keep that painting in a very special place, I assume.”

“I’ll keep it across from my bed and masturbate to it every night, I’m going to be honest with you.”

“Good. Let’s get cleaned up and go laze around on the beach for a while, come back, have food, and then I can sit on your face.”

“Jesus, what next? You have a winning lottery ticket to offer me too?”

I laughed. “No, just my pussy on your mouth. You’re so fucking good at that.”

“That’s way better than winning the lottery. Sounds like a plan.”

It really did.