His Nasty Little Pussy

My lips curled into a wide grin at this new turn of events. “Even better,” I said already thinking about how it’d be cooler once the sun set, so I’d have to snuggle up good and close against him. I didn’t want to get chilly, after all. Plus, there would be the cover of darkness.

“Great,” he said with a grin. “I should be ready by nine. You sure your parents will be okay with this?”

“Mr. Emerson, I’m 18 now. I can make my own decisions.”

“Then maybe it’s about time you started calling me David.” He winked one of his gorgeous blue eyes at me. “Since you’re an adult now.”

“Okay, David,” I said, smiling at how much I liked the sound of his name on my lips. I’d moaned it enough times as I came, it only seemed natural to start using it in front of him.

I let my eyes roam over his body one last time, sighing a little at the sawdust that clung to his tight abs. When I reached his eyes again, there was an amused expression on his face. Seeing it and knowing that he’d caught me checking him out made my face heat up with embarrassment.

“See you at nine,” I said in a hurried rush and turned to leave.

“Ava,” he called out after me. “Make sure to wear jeans and a long sleeve shirt.”

“Okay,” I hollered out over my shoulder, already halfway to the treehouse.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Once I’d climbed back up, I crawled to the side and crouched down by the window. He was sanding the other side of the chair now, so I was treated to a perfect view of his chest and abs. Watching his muscles ripple as he used those talented hands to sand down another one of his beautiful creations had my panties soaked. It made me wonder what those hands were capable of. I wanted to know what they could do to my body.

There was no way I’d be able to focus on anything unless I gave myself a bit of a reprieve. I needed to cum. Right now.

Sitting back on my heels, I spread my knees wide and slipped a hand under my skirt. Sliding my hand down, I roughly pushed the fabric aside until I felt the smooth wetness of my pussy. God, I was so fucking wet. My fingers slid along my sopping wet slit, parting my pussy lips with slippery ease as I slid one finger inside. I sighed, feeling my tight pussy clench around my finger as I slowly fucked myself.

I let my finger trail all the way up so I could hit my clit before thrusting back inside myself. David ran a quick hand through his hair and stood, lifting his arms over his head in a stretch, making me moan and immediately reach up to cup a tit. I kneaded the full, perky roundness while my fingers teased my hard nipple. My other hand sped up. Slippery sounds filled the little treehouse as I fucked myself faster.

I pinched my nipple hard, loving how it made little sparks of pain shoot through me to mix with all the pleasure. David stepped out of the garage, flinging his t-shirt over one shoulder and started walking toward his house. His sun-kissed skin and the sexy way he walked had me moaning his name as I came hard against my fingers. I bit my lip to stop from being loud, but a few more moans managed to escape. My body shuddered with pleasure, my slippery fingers working my swollen clit until the sound of my name froze me in place.

“Ava?” David called again.

Fuck!

My heart raced for an entirely different reason now when I looked back over my shoulder and realized I’d forgotten to shut the door. How far had my moans traveled? It sounded like he was right underneath the treehouse!

“Um, just a second,” I squeaked, tugging my hand out of my panties and sliding my shirt back down. I scurried over to the trapdoor that I’d left open like an idiot and hurried down. I was so frazzled at getting caught with my hand in my pussy that I lost my footing on the ladder and started to fall.

I barely had time to let out a frightened yelp before I felt David’s strong arms catch me. It took me a second to realize that he’d grabbed me in such a way that his hand was resting right between my legs, held tightly against my soaked panties while his other arm was wrapped tightly around my chest with my right tit sitting securely in the palm of his large hand.

He stood there frozen, and I couldn’t help but lay my hand against his hard chest, letting my fingers graze along his skin. His blue eyes went dark with lust, and I wished he was holding me lower so I could feel if he was hard. Judging by the way he was looking at me and the tenseness of his body, I was guessing he was very hard.

“Thanks for catching me, David,” I said, arching my hips a little, wishing he would slide a finger into my pussy.

Instead, he shook his head as if to clear it and began to set me down, letting his fingers trail along my wet slit before fully releasing me. I sighed at his touch. It was barely a noise at all, but I noticed his lip twitch slightly as if he were holding back a smile.

When I stepped back, I tried very hard to not stare at the giant bulge he was sporting and failed miserably. It was like my eyes were locked on it. I’d hoped he was hard, but, damn, this was more than I’d hoped for. His thick cock was threatening to bust out of his pants. Instead of being embarrassed, he stood there, letting me look openly at him until I finally pulled my eyes back up to his amused face. He gave me another wink and said, “See you at nine, Ava.”

I walked off on shaky legs with a pussy that was even wetter than before.