Bouncing off the Wall

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"Yes you can, baby," I whispered, standing up and taking him into my arms. "You did nothing wrong, ok? You're enjoying what I'm doing. It's actually really hot and one hell of a compliment," I giggled softly into his neck. My reassurance earned a soft, sweet chuckle from him in return. As we shared a moment of silliness, I felt him relax into my embrace. His hands quickly found their way to my hips, clutching them hungrily. He smiled at me.

"I didn't really think of it that way," he said, kissing my temple. "Thank you for being patient with me, babe. I just don't want to be rough with you. This is all so new and I guess I'm just feeling a little...you know, shy. It all felt fucking superb," he whispered, pressing himself against me more firmly. Remains of my saliva dripped heavily off the tip of his cock and down our legs as we held one another.

"I totally understand, hon," I replied, running my nails across his asscheeks; making them uncontrollably contract. "You're doing great. I have some jitters, too. It's just new territory for us," I explained, stealing a kiss. "What do you say we have some fucking fun with this? Want to start where we left off?" I asked, flashing him an eager smile and assuming my previous position.

"Actually, I was wondering if we could try something different," he suggested lovingly, offering a hand to help pull me back up.

"Oh? Okay, baby," I purred, tracing circles on his goosebump-covered thighs. "What did you have in mind?"

"What I have in mind are these fucking gorgeous tits of yours," he murmured; gently, yet eagerly seizing my naked breasts, pausing briefly to shower them with kisses. The sudden, delectable sensation of his brilliant tongue wreaking heavenly havoc on my nipples made me forget my own name. That is, until he paused his flawless assault to remind me.

"Adie, I want you to lay down on the bed for me," he said, his voice trembling. "On your back. I've always wanted to try this," he continued, helping me get situated on the bed. I could see the lust bouncing around in his eyes like little jumping beans. He looked so excited.

"Here's what's going to happen, baby girl," he whispered, kneeling on top of me; his soft, tight balls waiting impatiently above my mouth. "I'm going to fuck your tits, and while I'm having the time of my life doing that, you're going to show my balls a little oral appreciation. You can lick, suck, kiss, gently nibble...whatever you damn-well please," he moaned, lowering them into my mouth. You know what I like," he purred. "Got it?"

"Yes, baby." My answer came out in more of an unintelligble gurgle than an actual response. Nevertheless, I think he was satisfied.

"That's my good girl," he panted. "Fuck, that's so hot."

With quivering hands, he squeezed my breasts together around his stiffness, showering them with some of his own saliva. "There," he whispered in satisfaction. "Nice and wet for me. You're so beautiful, baby," he moaned, beginning to thrust; grazing his thumbs across my nipples desperately.

With every thrust, his balls gently caressed my mouth. I cradled them carefully with my tongue, humming softly; leaving no spot untouched as they pulsated against my lips. I loved how he wanted and trusted me to shower his most vulnerable body parts with love. I also loved how sensually, yet intentionally he handled my own vulnerable parts.

He quickly became a frothing mess. "Fuck, yeah," he roared through gritted teeth. "Oh, my God, Adie. I want to keep going," he whimpered, slapping my tits together on top of his cock and coming to a halt. "I want to be buried balls-fucking-deep inside you when I come, though. And I'm so far from done with you, baby girl," he whispered, turning himself around on top of me.

"Mmm, baby," I purred, licking my lips and taking his eyes hostage. "Do whatever you want with me. I'm all yours."

"There's one more thing I want you to do for me while we're right here," he said, stealing kisses from me between words. "I want you to stimulate my prostate while I go to town between your tits just one more time," he smiled at me under heavy breaths. "Not fast like usual, though," he continued. "I want you to take your time, baby. Make that 'come here' motion with your index finger nice and slow, and drive me fucking crazy," he panted in my ear. "Make it so nice and slow...just like how you do it to me...just like how you make me come crawling on my knees begging for you."

His words sent hard shivers down my spine, making my whole body shake like an impending volcanic eruption underneath him.

"Can you do that for me, baby?" he whispered in my ear. "Can you do that and play with my balls at the same time? I want to see if my baby girl has it in her," he cooed, running his hands soothingly through my hair. I tried so hard to focus on the words he was speaking, but his massive boner was nudging me in all the right places, and I was distracted beyond repair.

"Got it?" he growled, exchanging his soothing head rubs for more abrasive tugs in one, lightning-fast motion. He always knew how to pull me back in, no matter how far my mind roamed. Usually, he did it with tenderness, but this time was different.

"Ah, fuck," I whimpered. "Yes, sweetheart. I got it. I'll do it," I pleaded softly. "I won't let you be disappointed."

"Mmm...that's what I wanted to hear," he murmured, loosening his grip on my hair and placing the tenderest kiss on my lips; leaving them tingling for more.

Positioning himself on top of me again, he started thrusting between my breasts. As he thrusted, I inserted the tip of my right index finger into his ass and slowly maneuvered it back and forth. With my mouth, I continued showering his balls in kisses like they were the very ground I walked on after getting off some nightmare rollercoaster ride. This felt like a rollercoaster ride, too...a fucking fun one, though. One I wanted to go around and around on.

"Oh...oh, baby...a little bit deeper," he moaned deliciously. Doing as he asked, I inserted my finger a couple more inches. "That's it...oh, fuck...Jesus fucking Christ," he gasped through a clenched jaw; slamming himself down on my finger as his balls hungrily kissed my face. "Damn, baby girl," he murmured; pausing and turning to face me again.

"You're driving me fucking wild," he purred; his kind eyes smiling into mine. "You're so amazing."

Before I could reply, he was hoisting me over on all fours. "Get on your hands and knees, baby," he demanded, slightly pulling on my hair. I want to get inside of you. I need you so fucking bad," he whispered; teasing my hungry entrance with his oozing tip.

As though on cue with his words, the cheerful morning sun began peaking through our window and lit up the bedroom with a warm, welcoming light.

It shone beautifully: almost as brightly as my own spirit did, and it was all because of him.