Raymond 'Rooster' Jones is a 21 year old man who didn't come from money and is from the other side of the tracks. Raised by his aunt and uncle. Rooster who should be enjoying life as any 21 year old kid should be doing. But Rooster's life is not abo...
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ROOSTER
We lay down on the paper, partly of exhaustion as well as it obviously being there for the reason in which we were using it, although I had planned for a more romantic ending.
Both trying to catch our breath, we slowly rolled over the paper as well as on top of each other quite a few times. Stopping suddenly, I grabbed a paintbrush that was still lying around and began tracing the bristles over her body, paying special attention to her breasts as I circled the areolas repeatedly until both nipples became extremely hard. Her breathing started to quicken and I noticed it was also becoming much deeper. Smiling, I kept up the teasing and worked the brush down the center of her stomach, stopping at her belly button for a bit until she started squirming and letting out slight, but high pitched squeals in response to being ticklish.
Moving her legs to each side, I climbed between them and laid on my stomach to have better access. I traced the bristles across her in teasing patterns and kissed up her stomach, to her breasts and licked between them before moving to the right and covering her nipple with my mouth. She took quicker breaths and leaned her head back as my tongue encircled the skin, still hardening more in my mouth. I sucked on it, let it pop out through my lips and repeated the action on the other. I left a trail of small kisses back down her body, the paintbrush following until I reached her mound.
Sliding down, I spread her legs out as far as she was able and she leaned her head up and closed her eyes tight, restlessness starting to play a part within her.
"You are absolutely gorgeous." I said, looking at her body and moving my head forward and quickly touching the edge of my tongue to her clit.
She let out a yelp, unlike anything I had ever heard from her before. That alone was enough to send a surge of electricity through me. I started from the tip of her clit and licked straight down to taste the delectably sweet juices she was producing. As she moaned for me to keep going, I moved my hands under her ass and lifted her up enough to lick her ass. The moans got louder, and as I continued licking her clit, I traced the outline of her pussy with my finger one more quick dash of my tongue over her to collect her juices on my tongue.
It only took a few times of easily moving it out and then deeply back in before I picked up pace and she was screaming for me to let her cum. I then moved up her body, touching and tugging at her flesh as I did until I was up with her face again. She was flushed red mixed with an array of drying paint. I leaned down and kissed her deeply and kissed my way to her ear and whimpered "You're going to do something for me now."
Her eyes grew wide and I swore I saw a twinkle flash in them as I threw my leg over her body and onto her other side. I lowered my hand to my already hard dick and began to slowly stroke it as I kept my eyes on her, and she not being able to tear herself away from me. I moved my body up a few more centimeters and pressed myself up against her lips. She smiled and immediately opened her mouth, taking the tip of me in her mouth. She gave it a few slight sucks before I shoved my entire length into her and down her throat, making her gag. I took myself out of her long enough for her to gain composure over herself and then repeated the same action. She became a little better with every time I forced myself into her.
