Kinktober 2024 | 18+ book

Day 1: Face sitting (Jackson and Aria)

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FACE SITTING

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Jackson's pov

"Jacksonnn" the sound of Aria whining makes me smirk. She is a vision of beauty on another level and tonight I want to show her just how much I believe that, I want to show her just how much I worship her body and how much pleasure I can truly bring her.

 "Sit on my face, love" strict and commanding, a single shiver teased its way down her spine. I would bet that she felt that all the way down into her core. The shy smile that light up her face, the curiosity and thrill that couldn't be dimmed in her eyes, and the way her cheeks suddenly resembled cherry red apples instead of her normally slightly pale skin. 

Bucking my hips up I try to encourage her to move upwards, "Come here, my love".

Smiling as she shuffled forward, her knees on either side of my body. 

" im-"

Interrupting her before she even has the chance to insult herself and her gorgeous body. I say,

 "Don't you dare say you're too heavy or so help me we will stop this right here and it'll be a punishment you'll be receiving, not a reward" 

Gulping, she nods her head in understanding and a silent promise to me that she won't disrespect her body or me by insulting it. She has thick thighs that I would die for, when they wrap around my waist when I'm deep inside her clenching pussy, pounding into her... fuck she makes me forget my own name. 

She shuffles forward more until her knees on either side of my head and her pussy is right there for my viewing. 

" down, love" 

Slowly she lowered herself a little unsure of her movements but still wanting to please me. I would say this is all for her pleasure but I would be lying, having her taste in my mouth is all I crave right now. She has me obsessed. There is almost no distance between us and I take advantage of that fact, lifting my head ever so slightly and lick a line straight up her folds. Biting back my smirk as she moans, her legs shaking from holding herself up but my hands come up to encourage her to lean all her weight on me. 

She does like a good girl. Dropping her body down and closing me in on what I would describe as my Utopia. Euphoria, I was high on the smell of her and blissfully uncontrolled by the taste of her. Drowning in her with every swirl and flick of my tongue. Each suckle causing her hips to buck forward and hit my nose but like a madman I couldn't care less. I moaned into her and took my fill. 

Lazily her hips started to grind down onto my tongue. Having a mind of their own as she lost herself to the pleasure. Intoxicating, my girl is intoxicating but I wouldn't have it any other way. My eyebrows frowned, my tongue following her even as she rose up away from me when the pleasure got too much. Hungry for her release, I would beg her if that was even possible but instead I opted for pulling her back down onto my face and diving in deeper. 

Her legs began shaking but I didn't let up. No, my girl would give me what I want and I know she would like it. I would only stop if I heard her safe word from those ruby red lips of hers. Hands coming down and gripping my hair, tugging on the strands in a grip that begged for release but I didn't let up just as she didn't let up her hold on my hair. 

Her upper body falls forward into the headboard as she pushes down on my head and tries to lift up, "t-t-too m-much" her thigh shook with a force I haven't seen from her before. My hold on her tightened. Focusing my attention back on her clit, I pulled a cry from her lips as she struggled. 

She was at the edge but this was going to be a stronger orgasm than any she's had before and I know she's aware of that by the way she grips my hair in one hand and grips the pillows in the other. 

Panting and crying, begging and moaning then all of a sudden her back arches so violently it's actually worrying. Her moans come out in broken gasps. Hips thrusting down onto my face and then came here release. Lapping up every single drop even as she whined and pleaded. 

Groaning at her tastes, she is delicious. My tongue carries on working until she goes still, dragging her fingers through my hair loving. 

 "Fuck, I'm going to need that every day" 

Her responding laughter causes me to laugh too. "I'll think about it" she teases but I know Aria, if I wanted to have a taste then she'd have her kissable legs around my head again.