Minutes later, I lay still with Ashley atop me, my penis still penetrated up her asshole. She breathed heavily, her head still rotated all the way around to her back where she had kissed me repeatedly, refueling my vigor after every orgasm … she, of course, one of the incredible Goddesses of Sex, never ran out of sexual energy.

But now I was spent, again, after multiple climaxes along with her … I felt my penis unstiffening even within her ass, and her hole didn’t seem as tight.

Ashley kept breathing, and I moved slightly, sliding under her back, greased with sweat and maybe more chocolate. “Mmm … you done?” she asked.

“I think so. Finally.”

Her head turned around without sound and she bent her knees to get up, and my penis slipped out of her asshole, dripping the brown syrup. It coated her brown cheeks and my pubic hair, wet, sticky, a mess. Now, with my energy gone, it especially looked a mess.

Ashley turned around and bent lower, her long black hair behind her, her large brown breasts dangling below her neck. Her vagina, small and red, also slick with chocolate … minutes before, while sucking and fucking her otherworldly ass, I had hardly even noticed anything up her front.

“Looks like you need cleaning up,” Ashley said.

“You too.” So weak. “But you’ve got your magic, or whatever … you can do it instantly, right?”

“Mm-hmm.” She knelt straighter and her pussy dripped a chocolate glob, then she reached behind her back with both arms, grasped her ass cheeks and pulled to the sides, then let go — slap from back there.

I watched stunned as the chocolate goo lifted itself from my groin, tickling the hairs, molding with the syrup on my penis and coalescing in midair, floating as if in space … and then I saw the syrup cleaning itself off Ashley’s legs and pussy, wrinkling in the air. Then the blob of chocolate over me finishing sucking itself off and narrowed into a stream, shot over toward her blob … then all of it slipped down between her legs and Ashley bent her vagina forward, moaning slightly … “Ooo …” gurgling, slurping from back there, like water through pipes … she was sucking it back up her ass.

Damn. What a turn-on … if there was any possibility I would ever be turned on again.

With her slender, angular face still alive with that smile, Ashley turned and slipped off the bed, bent over to the floor and began picking up her clothes — black bra top and tight black jeans. She slipped the bra over her head, then leaned over and picked up something else — a thin scrap of purple fabric — and held it up, staring at me mischievously. “Oh, look what you did. You broke my thong.”

I smiled, feeling as if I would go to sleep at any moment. “Just fix it …”

Ashley held it to her mouth and blew on it — and it twitched. She moved her arms down, sticking one long leg into the thong … repaired, instantly. I wasn’t surprised. Nothing surprised me anymore.

Earlier, Melinda had magically dressed me, but I figured I might as well do it myself this time — I had to get my energy back. Melinda had also refueled me, after our “session” … with her magical kiss. Ashley might do the same, although it seemed impossible now.

No matter. I got off the bed, found my clothes, and started getting dressed. Ashley was sliding one leg down into her jeans, then struggling a little, fitting the waist around her bulging ass cheeks. I put on my underwear, then shorts, then belt, then t-shirt … leave the shoes and socks. Ashley had stripped herself fast without having to worry about those.

Now she was redressed, and she stood there, waiting for me. “Ready for some more?” she asked.

I smiled as I sat down on the bed. “You know I’m wasted now. Help me.”

“That’s because you’re mortal.” Ashley grinned and reached down to my hand, pulled me off the bed. Standing next to her I could see right down her bra top, her incredible curves inside … but it seemed like no big deal.

She walked before me to the door, her huge, firm ass weaving under her shorts — and it didn’t seem all that sexy. Nothing did.

She would have to correct that soon …

At the door Ashley twisted around, then her arms wrapped around my waist and her beautiful face tilted up … yes … and I bent down, my eyes open, hers closed. Our lips touched and she pressed close, shifting her head from side to side as we kissed, hard, wet. And I felt the strength return. Physical. Sexual.

I mumbled around her lips, “Oh my god.”

She let go and pulled back. “Does that do it?”

“Mm-hmm.” And I stared down at her chest. “And you are incredible.”

Her eyes sparkled. “Do you want more, or would you like to go out and try someone else?”

She was so sexy. For a moment I pictured picking her up, taking her back to the bed and re-stripping her, ripping her thong off again and sucking the chocolate out of her ass. And yet … “No offense. But yeah, I’ll try someone else.”

“That’s what we’re here for.” Ashley opened the door to the larger room outside. “Don’t worry about offending anyone … but if you want to bed my ass again, anytime, let me know.” She looked back and grinned. “For now, I’ve got nothing else to do but watch the game.”

“Absolutely …”

The game was football, on the big-screen TV, and four of the girls were on the chairs and couches pointed toward it. Melinda, the Mouth, in her shorts and cream-colored sweater, and her incredible, elastic mouth was fully closed now, looking its right size. The slender-legged Asian girl in the bathrobe sat beside her — she had introduced herself as Sashiko, who would swim underwater while having sex, or something.

Ashley and I were there and she took her own chair and leaned back, fully reclining.

On the other couch was the girl in the tight black leather-like bodysuit, who had been here when I had arrived with the others. Courtney Clone, she had said. Anybody you’ve ever taken a second look at … I probe your memory and then I assume her characteristics: body, clothes, voice, memory, even setting. … I become someone else, and give you an experience.

But next to her was someone else, an amazingly petite and young someone else — so young, that even with my restored vigor, I was afraid to try this. Was it even right?

She had given her name in the car. Leslie Little. Her slender face was framed with a mass of long, straight blond hair, now turned toward the TV screen.

Then Leslie noticed me looking. She grinned wide in my direction. “You’re done with Ashley?”

“Um. Yeah.”

Leslie’s eyes narrowed, sultry and teasing. “You enjoyed her ass, didn’t you?”

Well, no secrets here. “Uh-huh.”

“You can have my ass next. And everything else.” Her eyes squinted and she leaned forward. “Wouldn’t you like to come play with me?”

In the car, she had teased me to pinch her. Instead I had touched her leg, far above her knee — and she had taken my hand and slid it up underneath her thigh-length denim skirt, with the frayed edges. My hand. Up her skirt. Between her legs, so soft.

The other girls looked in their mid-20s. But Leslie … so young!

My heartbeat raced.

“How old are you?” I asked.

Leslie leaned back, assuming a sultry gaze with her blue-green-shadowed eyes. Courtney, next to her, wasn’t even watching. “Eighteen,” Leslie said. “But I know I look fourteen to you.”

No way. I can’t do this.

Slowly I shook my head, but my pulsing blood told me otherwise. Imagine her, naked.

“But I’m a goddess.” Leslie stood and stretched, her pink top tightening against her breasts. “Fourteen. I am 14 only by human standards. What do you even know about the goddesses?” Now she stepped forward, swaying her hips and now moving her hands across her chest, then to her sides, tracing her curves. She stopped before me with her breasts inches from my stomach. “We’re not subject to any kind of rules here, even physics. You’ve seen that already.”

So sexy. So beautiful.

Leslie broke my silence. “You want me. I know you do.”

Now Courtney looked up and locked eyes with me. “She can only be herself, Seth. I can be anyone.”

I swallowed as I stared. Courtney was older. And even more magical. And with what she said she could do …

Then I looked down to Leslie’s young, gorgeous face. “Take me, Seth.” Her lips pursed, moist and soft. “Please. I know you’ll like me.”

Imagine her. Naked.

Leslie’s hands dropped to her skirt. She bent down the waist edge, revealing the top band of her white lace panties.

I had to have her. “Okay.”

Her face came alive and she squealed, jumped once, then slid around the couch, bare feet on the floor. I came after her and she went to another door, in the other wall — a smaller, thinner door. She turned the handle and it swung in, and I followed her in.

Leslie was behind me, and she closed the door. “My bedroom,” she said. It was very small, with a single pink-quilted bed, surrounded by bare, pale yellow walls that allowed about two feet of space to all sides. “It isn’t very big. It’s just petite and beautiful, like me.”

My breath caught in my throat. “You are,” I said.

“Oooooo,” Leslie cooed. “You really think I’m pretty?”

“Absolutely.”

Now she fell silent, and smiled sweetly at me. Then her eyes narrowed. Her face took on the expression of a seductress.

“Stare at me,” Leslie said. “Don’t be nervous. I want you to see every bit of my young body.”

So I stared. Without saying a word.

Leslie was slender. Petite. Her delectable curves were outlined clearly under her pink, tank-top-like shirt and denim skirt. Her shirt’s neckline curved only half an inch above her ample breasts — they were large and round, tight under the thin fabric. The shirt’s bottom edge fell several inches above her waistline, revealing her trim midriff and deep navel. Her shapely hips rounded to the sides of her short skirt. Its ragged bottom edge ended just below her thighs and revealed bare, slender legs underneath. Bare feet.

Her face. Young and smooth, with blond hair almost to her shoulders, and blue eyes.

I just stared.

“You’re beautiful,” I said.

Leslie smiled, her eyes turned downward. Almost shyly.

“You’re melting my heart,” she said, and then looked up. “And now. Wouldn’t you like to feel my heart?”

I swallowed. My mouth was dry. “Uh-huh.”

Leslie reached forward and took my hand. Her touch lingered.

She pressed my fingers to her neck. Warm skin.

Her breasts were only inches away. Leslie’s lips parted, widened her smile. Shining, white teeth under moist lips.

“Come on down,” Leslie said. “Under my shirt.”

Gently Leslie pushed my hand down. Under her tank top. My god. And over her bra and left breast. Warmth. Soft flesh, under thin lace fabric.

I did feel her heart beating. My own was thrashing wildly.

Leslie spoke in a near-whisper, “Touch my skin. Feel me.”

My fingers moved up and then under her bra cup. And my hand clasped around Leslie’s boob. Soft, round. Her nipple hardened, pointed and hot against my palm, and her other breast was also excited — I could tell even though her pink shirt and bra.

I stared at her upturned face, my hand not moving, just absorbing the warmth. Her shadowed eyelashes fluttered as her green eyes slid upward, staring at me, her mouth barely open.

My fingers wriggled over her breast. Beneath — I felt my penis bulging ever harder.

“Oh, yessss,” Leslie purred. “Squeeze my little tittie.”

I did.

Then Leslie’s lips narrowed. Now … I bent lower, my own mouth ready, and met her face. Our lips fastened together. Hers were small and dry, then she opened further and I felt the wetness. We kissed in and out. Clasp, clasp. “Mmmm.” Smack. “Oh, Seth.” Kiss. Then we pressed in again, tighter. My fingers squeezed Leslie’s breast and my other arm wrapped around her back, embracing her. Leslie’s lips wriggled in my grasp and she gasped in delight. “Ohhhh. Ohhh, mmm. Oh, yes, oh.”

With her body, she pushed toward me. I stepped backward, my hand still clasped over her breast. Then I felt the bed at the back of my legs and I sat down — her face followed me down and she leaned over, standing before me, her hands at my sides and embracing me. Her tongue drew back in and her lips closed for a long kiss, wetter and hotter then before. Savoring.

My lips pressed into hers, hard. Leslie’s sweet breath was all over me.

Then I broke off suddenly and slid my hand out of her bra and shirt.

I moved my hand down across her covered breasts, stroking her softly. I stroked her navel, then slid my fingers from left to right over her tight stomach.

Leslie’s neck bent lower. Her eyes were wide and she feigned an innocent expression.

“Seth, don’t you want to take off all my clothes now? Wouldn’t you like to see me nude?”

I nodded and Leslie retreated, still standing in front of me while I sat on the bed.

First, I pulled off my shirt, over my head and tossed it away. It hit the wall and slid down to the floor.

Leslie grasped the bottom edge of her pink shirt, as my eyes traveled up and down her long, slender bare legs.

“Do you like my legs?” she asked.

“Yes. Yes, I do.”

“You do know that I’m going to take off my skirt for you today. I’m going to take off all my clothes.”

Leslie’s ass. Leslie’s vagina.

She pulled up her shirt, revealing more skin. Then she slid it past her white lace bra.

“Do you want to peel off my tight, wet little panties?” Leslie asked. Her eyes gazed into mine and I halted, leaving her pink shirt bunched up by her neck. I stared at her face, transfixed. She spoke, never losing that sweet, innocent smile, just above her crumpled shirt above her breasts.

“After you do that, you’ll see my tight, young little pussy,” she said. “And it’s wet. Just for you.”

Both breasts protruded toward me from inside her bra cups.

“Would you like to kiss my pussy?” Leslie laughed gently, batting her eyelashes. “Then you will want to lick my pussy and suck it. Riiiight?”

She waited for my answer.

“You want me to suck you?” I asked.

“Oh yes. Please.” Leslie’s hands came down. She spread her fingers across her hips, then slid them up past her waist and bare midriff. Quietly she grasped the shirt at her neck. Without a word, Leslie slipped it up over her head … her hair came loose from it and she let it fall behind her.

“Put your tongue right between my legs, and I’ll cum on you,” Leslie said. “Then I’ll get your big, hard cock. And we’ll put it in my pussy, and you’ll push it in, deep, and wet, and you’ll fuck that young wet pussy.” She sighed, her blue eyes drifted upward. “Oh yes. Long and hard. And over and over.”

“God …” I gasped. “Quit — quit talking dirty.” She made my entire body blazing hot for her. I reached around her. She was almost completely topless, and so small and so slender, and so sexy.

I slid my fingers across her bare back and felt blind for her bra clasp.

 “You really want me not to talk dirty?” Her eyes teased.

“N … no. Keep going.”

Leslie smiled sweetly. “I will. Do you want to see my titties, Seth? My soft, luscious boobs? And my nipples are sticking straight out. Did you know? Hard with lust. Lusting for you to touch them.”

I had the clasp, but Leslie gently slid my hands aside. “I can undress myself,” she told me.

My entire body shivered with excitement. Slowly my arms came back from around her and she stepped closer, arms bending. She slipped her fingers up through the shoulder straps.

Then Leslie’s bra fell forward, revealing her breasts.

I grinned wide.

Slender, pale young breasts. Dark red nipples contrasted sharply with the white of her skin and poked out. Hard. Aroused.

Leslie gave a little smile as she looked down to herself. Her hands reached up and she clasped each one, groping herself, sighing as she stepped slightly forward.

“Do you liiiiiike my young little titties?”

 “My god, Leslie.”

Leslie moved forward. She sat down to my right, her hands stroking herself as she looked down. My right arm stretched across her neck and I ran my fingers through her long hair, just watching her; then I squeezed her shoulder, brushed my fingers across her back and neck.

With my left hand I reached over. Leslie faced me with a sweet, narrow-eyed, wide-mouthed innocent smile, squeezing both her boobs as she thrust herself forward, offering them to me.

She let go, and I stroked her evenly, gently. I cupped her right breast with one hand, then moved my other arm from behind her back and faced her head-on. Leslie turned, brought both legs onto the bed as she faced me directly, flipping her hair out of her eyes.

I carefully pinched and rubbed her breasts. Fingered both nipples. Groped her slender orbs of flesh.

“Mmmmm.” Her eyes closed. “Oh, that feels so good. Ooooh, yes.”

“You like it when I rub your breasts?”

“I like.”

I smiled, leaned forward, and Leslie met me halfway for another quick kiss.

Then she leaned back, and just let me pet her.

Leslie sighed. She licked her lips. Her eyes closed. Her hands rested on her thighs.

Then as I groped her, my eyes wandered down to her thighs. Her denim miniskirt, riding high on her bare hips, still shielded my view of the space between her legs.

Now Leslie’s hand slid across to her navel. And lower. Her fingers toyed with the waist of her skirt, and slipped just barely underneath.

I gave both breasts a gentle, firm squeeze.

“Ooooohhh,” Leslie breathed, as her eyes slowly opened to focus on mine. “Oh, yes.”

“Do you want me to touch something else now?” I asked.

I kept rubbing her as her eyes pinched shut, her chin raised.

“Mmm, yesss,” she purred. “Let me take off my skirt and then my panties.”

Finally, I managed to let go. Again Leslie stood before me, now squeezing her own right breast with her fingers. With her other hand, she lifted up her short, edge-frayed denim skirt.

Her panties were there. Thin white lace, like her bra. The edges curved down from her waist around her slender thighs and dove deep between her legs.

I reached to her. Touched her thighs near her panty lines. Smooth, soft skin. I stroked my hands up and down. Then I reached up, under her skirt’s waistline, and found the waist of Leslie’s panties. Elastic. Leslie let go of her skirt and it fell over my hands. I pulled down her panties.

They slid easily down her upper legs, but I didn’t see what was underneath. Not yet.

Leslie bent one knee up. One leg out. Then the other.

I brought her little panties to my face and pressed them close to my nose. Feeling the soft lace, I breathed in the scent of her body. Then laid them aside, and leaned forward.

Leslie gazed at me, eyes round and shining, mouth in a line, feigning complete innocence.

Just as she thrust her hip to the right and raised up her skirt with both hands, fully exposing herself.

A tiny, pale vagina. No hair. And glistening inside. Leslie was already wet.

I reached forward, brushed her inner thigh and Leslie giggled with the touch. One finger extended, and I touched her vagina.

“Ooooh-oooh!” Leslie giggled. “Oh, that is niiiiiice.”

She stepped forward, pushing closer to my hand’s advances between her legs.

I stroked her, first with one finger, then more. Leslie was hot and wet. Her little parts were trembling, slick with her juice.

Thin, sheen-covered folds of skin. Two fingers now. I tickled her vagina and she giggled again.

“Mmmm, please,” Leslie said. “I want a blowjob from you. Will you put your mouth down there and suck between my legs?”

I looked up. Leslie staring down to me, eyelids half-closed. Her mouth was twisted in a sexy teenage half-frown, teeth just visible.

“Take — take your skirt off all the way,” I told her. “Do that first.”

Leslie’s lips tightened into a grin. She stepped back and dropped her skirt over her naked pelvis. Then she swayed her hips from side to side … and that alone made me almost blow my load in my pants.

Still strutting, she grasped the skirt’s bottom edges. With a mischievous grin, she slipped the skirt down over her slender hips. Then lower. There was her lower midriff. Then her tiny, moisture-filled slit.

Leslie’s skirt slid to the floor and she pranced out of it. She weaved her body before me, her arms held high over her head. A striptease dance.

Incredible. She was so small and petite. Long, blond hair; pale, slender breasts with perky red nipples, jiggling over her thin stomach; curved hips, and long, delicious legs. My gaze roved her, searching everywhere, savoring the sight.

 “Oh Leslie. Oh my god.”

There came that innocent smile, as if this were perfectly normal, displaying herself for me this way. “I’m nude for you now, Seth. Just like I said.” Leslie grinned at me seductively as she thrust her bare breasts only inches from my face. “And you liiiike my slender, luscious young body, don’t you?”

“I …” My mouth moved; I couldn’t say anything.

“Do you want me to dance for you?”

My god. “Turn around.”

Leslie grinned and twisted, and bent forward, aiming her ass back to me. Then she jiggled. Her cheeks pointed daringly back to me, tiny and round, with tight, pale skin.

I reached forward and slid my hands across her buttocks. Then I probed her crack with my finger, and slowly let my hand fall.

Leslie turned around, showing me her vagina again.

She bent to the side, swaying her body sexily, her hair falling to one shoulder and then to the other side as she weaved. “Mmmm. You’re thinking about what it will feel like to put your cock into me, aren’t you?”

So small! “Could I … could I even fit in there?”

“I don’t know.” Leslie grinned. “I haven’t seen your cock yet, so I don’t know. Show me your cohhhck, Seth.”

I unfastened my belt, pulled it out and she took it from me and dropped it somewhere. Then I unbuttoned my shorts. Leslie leaned close, her expression curious, but eagerness was in her eyes. So close. Completely nude, her naked body leaned over, hair cascading behind her shoulders. Her hands touched mine, stopping me.

Then Leslie grasped my shorts waist and pulled down quickly. I raised myself from the bed and let her get them halfway off, then, brought up my feet and she let them drop to the floor.

I sat once more, and my knees were over the bed. Leslie stared at me, eying my penis, bulging inside my underwear.

“My, aren’t you big.” Her blue eyes lifted toward mine.

Then Leslie slid down on top of me. Our faces met and we kissed, long and wet. My hand slid down over her breasts and stomach and felt her wet vagina.

Her body trembled as I slid my fingers into her slick crack. Leslie thrust her groin forward. “Ooooh,” she slurred with a giggle.

Would you put your mouth down there and suck between my legs?

I moved out from under Leslie, then grasped her waist with both hands, pushed her back.

The thought of actually doing this was beyond belief.

I said it: “Leslie.”

Her hands hung limp at her hips and she frowned in mock disappointment. “Mmm, why won’t you touch me again? Put your fingers on my pussy.”

“Would you like … me to suck you instead?”

Leslie’s eyes snapped open. She stared at me. “Yes.”

“I want to give you that blowjob now.”

“Ohhhh, yesss!” Leslie shrieked, giggling, then slid her body against my right side and fell back on the bed. Her legs shoved herself further up, her head on the pillows. Then her legs pressed together and she writhed her midsection with glee.

I positioned my head over her.

“Oh, won’t you suck me?” Leslie breathed. “Please, suck me hard.”

I breathed, my face only inches from her vagina. “I will.”

“Won’t you do your best?” Leslie continued, plaintively. “Won’t you make me really, really wet?”

“I will.”

Leslie’s legs spread wide. Deep, red. Glistening wet. “Mmmmm.” Her hand came down and she rubbed herself, just above her thin, small slit.

I bent in, my feet protruding over the bed’s edge. My penis throbbed, still trapped in my underwear.

Finally my tongue extended toward her. I bent lower. And touched Leslie’s wet flesh. So hot, and slippery with her juices. A familiar taste, from when I had licked Melinda. Now I gave oral sex to Leslie, poking my tongue into her crack, penetrating deep, tasting her.

“Ohh, oh, oh, oh … yes, yes, yesss, yessss!” Leslie twitched, jerking her legs. My eyes opened and I stared at her from beneath — a lateral view of her slender stomach and gorgeous, quivering titties with ripe red nipples. She stared down at me, her mouth wide open as she groaned. “Ohhh, suck me, Seth. Don’t take it easy on me just because I’m a girl. Oh, I’m a girl, and I’m nude for you, and I want to feel goooooooood.”

I licked her harder. Damn, she was turning me on.

“Ohhhh, now spit on me,” Leslie murmured. “Make me wet.”

I let my saliva drool over her. Then with my finger I rubbed it in.

“Ohhh, yes, yes. Now lick me. Lick my little pussy. Don’t stop.”

I tongued her more quickly, pushing further between her legs, my saliva gooshing against her wet skin. I had been hunching over her; now I lay on the bed on my stomach, pushing my penis hard against my groin — I shifted to the side as I buried my lips into Leslie’s vagina and groaned with the sensations of her wetness, heat and shivering skin.

My left hand reached down to squeeze my own penis through my underwear. Then I returned my hands to her, resting on her inner thighs and then pressing to the side, I spread her pussy wider open.

“Ohhh, yesss,” Leslie breathed. “Ohhhh. Oooohhhh.”

Her midsection jerked upward and instantly I pushed my tongue in deeper.

Leslie shrieked out and her body spasmed — “MMMM!” She almost seemed to thrash about, crying out in heaving gasps. Orgasm. Liquid flowed from her pussy, spilling onto my lips.

“Oh my god, oh, god … oh, my pussy.”

I had given her an orgasm.

I stared at Leslie from beneath. Then I rolled my eyes upward and focused on her face. “Unnnghh,” I groaned, salivating all over, between her legs. Leslie’s mouth widened with excitement, gaping just like her pussy …

Leslie jerked again. Climaxing. “Ohhh, yes, ohhh, yes, oh, yes, oh yes oh yes!” I sucked her now, pulling the juice out of her, then letting it back out, streaking her inner thighs and legs with it. “Ohhhh, yes!” I extended two fingers and stuck them into her. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my GOD!” — and my fingers penetrated her, in and out, in and out, repeatedly, not stopping …

Leslie spasmed again. “Oh my god! Oh … that … feels … so … GOOD!”

Her inner thighs jerked and Leslie almost rolled to the side, crying out, breathing hard, almost wheezing in her throat. I kept finger-penetrating her, in and out, bringing more juices and more spasms. I felt her legs draw together over my back, the balls of her feet just over my backside … I looked back and saw her toes crossing tightly together.

I pulled my fingers out, leaned back in and licked her again.

“OOOOHHH!” Leslie cried. Her body flailed, her legs crossed over my butt, I kept licking her pussy, wet tongue sliding over every part of her, then up to the top, bringing saliva and her cum almost up to her navel … then back down for another penetration.

Leslie was quiet. Her body stilled. Her breathing slowed.

“Oh my god,” she whispered. “Ohhh.”

I moved my head up. “Did you like that?”

She barely grinned, eyes halfway open. “I like. Ohhhh, my god. Oh I like. Mmmmm.”

“Do you … want some more?”

“Mmmm.” Leslie’s eyes closed, dreamily. “Maybe laterrrr.” Her legs uncrossed and she scooted her upper body upward. I watched her cum dripping and draining onto the bed. Her breasts jiggled as she moved, then her neck strained forward, lips open. “Kiss me.”

I moved up next to her and groped her breasts, found her mouth with mine and our lips locked together. Leslie’s face ground into mine. “Mmmm.” Warm breath, all over me. “Mmmm.” Smack. “Ohh, yes.”

http://www.sexstoriespost.com/main/?m=submit#_msocom_1" name="_msoanchor_1">[ESB1] Leslie retreated, eyes locked with mine, mouth open and breathing evenly as I squeezed her breasts. Her eyelashes fluttered. “Now it’s your turn,” she whispered.

I swallowed. “What?”

Leslie licked her lips, mouth open wide. “Would you like for me to play with your parts, too?”

I must have been nodding. “Uh-huh …”

She drew back. “Mm-hmm.” Leslie’s face tightened and she giggled, more wicked-sounding this time, and her body slid down, pulling her breasts from my grasp, and her legs slid over mine. Her hand palmed my covered penis and squeezed.

Kneeling beside me, she pulled at my underwear waistband. I lifted my butt from the bed and Leslie grunted as she pulled off my briefs. My penis sprang into view as she pulled the pair off my feet and threw it aside. Leslie caught sight of my bare, erect member and squealed with delight! Her body jolted down and she stared, eyelashes fluttering.

Both hands came down and her fingers brushed my cock. I was fully naked, on the bed with Leslie.

“Mmmm. Yeaahh.” Leslie stroked my penis. “Oh, yes. Now I can touch you.” She slid across the bed and crawled over my legs, still fingering my penis — I was about to erupt, I just knew it. “And guess what else I can do?”

She was in just the right position for …

“Wouldn’t you like for me to put this in my mouth?” Leslie asked.

My god! “Do you want to?”

She feigned the most sweet, innocent expression imaginable. “Of course I do. I want to know what it feels like. Don’t you want me to know?”

Again I could only nod, my entire body blazing hot for her. “Uh-huh …”

Leslie grinned. Her mouth opened, lips wet and tongue protruding. Her hands released my penis. She leaned downward. Her hair fell across my inner thighs. Her breath touched my cock first.

“You sucked me. I’ll suck you. I will love to suck on you.”

Her small body bent down, breasts hanging and her sexy little ass protruding in the air behind her. As she wiggled her hips, another drop fell from between her legs. Leslie sighed and almost laughed, “Ahh-ha-haaa.”

My god …

Then Leslie, the 14-year-old girl/goddess, opened her lips and plunged her sweet mouth over my throbbing penis.

“Ahhh-haaaahhh.”

I gasped. Leslie’s wet cheeks and tongue pressed around my trunk, then she pulled it back out, releasing it quietly. She breathed on my cock and licked the tip, spit crackling. Then Leslie sucked my penis into her small, tight mouth, hot, wet and luscious. Her right hand slipped underneath and cupped my balls, pinching the skin carefully, jiggling them between her fingers.

I ERUPTED!

“Mmm!” Leslie yanked out the penis and let my fluids burst up onto her face. Her hand grasped the trunk and she wriggled her grip up and down, wringing the semen from my tip as it shot up and out.

 “Aungh — aungh — AUNGH!” I groaned.

Oh my god. Yes, Melinda had done this. But she seemed so far away …

The only other thing in the world right now was this young, gorgeous creature with the sweet face and long golden hair, delicious body and the attitude and willingness of the sluttiest harlot.

Leslie kissed my head, sucking with her lips again as I spurted into her mouth. Her eyes closed, she pulled it in and swallowed, her cheeks and chin dripping cum on my trunk. With her hand she palmed my balls, then brought her mouth lower to lick and kiss my balls, slicking the cum all over.

Finally she let go and stared up to me, eyes still wide. “Oh my god, Seth,” she chided me, with an innocent smile. She wiped the cum from her face. “Look at the mess you made.”

I was so exhausted as my penis finally stopped jolting that I could only agree. “I’m sorry. …”

Leslie grinned wide and licked her own lips, smacking them together with her tongue. “Oh. But I liked it.” With a sigh her chin lowered again and she kissed and slurped at my trunk. “Want to do it again?”

“Ye — yes,” I gasped.

“Then back to work.” Leslie’s knees were bent under her and her tiny, slender ass stuck up into the air behind her. Then she slipped my penis in between her open lips, sucked a little then pulled it further into her tight mouth, where she tongued me inside.

“Oh. Oh, Leslie … oh, yes.”

Her mouth opened, and she muttered around the trunk, “Ya like that, don’t ya?”

“Oh, yes.”

Leslie’s eyes rolled upward, locked onto mine. She stared as she drew my penis back in and groaned, “Auunnghhhhh.” Slurp, slurp. “Unnnnghhh.” The vibration buzzed in her throat and across my slick cock. “Mmm. Mmmm. Mmm-hmmm. Mmmmm.”

Up, down, up and down. Tongue wriggling inside. Thrills shot through, overcoming my exhaustion as Leslie slid the penis in and out of her tight, wet mouth. No cum was releasing, but she wanted more. Again her eyes rolled up to stare at me. The blowjob look. She sucked, she sucked, in and out, my penis tip sliding over her tongue and into her throat and no further … she couldn’t get it in all the way but it was sensuous. She withdrew the head and a string of cum dangled. Leslie licked it up and tongued my head, tickling, stimulating me, then plunged my penis back inside her wet mouth.

I felt it coming and then erupted again. Leslie’s throat constricted — and she swallowed it more, repeatedly! She coughed around my penis, then she forced it in even more and gagged — from inside I felt her throat muscles guzzling down my cum, sliding past her throat.

“Leslie,” I gasped out, “oh, Leslie, ahhhh!”

“Uh-huh,” she murmured.

I reached down and around her head, stroked her hair and then pressed behind her, holding her steady as I pumped into her hard. Leslie’s tongue licked me and I erupted again, driving into her. My hand shuddered on her head as she slurped at my cock. Then her tongue wriggled around inside her mouth as I spermed down her tight, hot throat and her lips twitched over my trunk.

I felt I would almost pass out from the thrill.

Finally that feeling ebbed from my convulsing body, only a little. Leslie slid the penis out of her mouth with another pop of released suction. She opened her mouth wide to show me. White strands of cum coated the insides of her cheeks.

“I took it all,” Leslie gurgled. Her lips closed. She swallowed it down, gulping loudly.

“Oh my god, Leslie.”

“I told you, you would like playing with me.” She squeezed my cock, then slid her naked body beside mine, her head approaching mine on the pillows. Beautiful blond hair, perfect face. Leslie stared at me, semen covering her lips, and flashed a sweet smile. “Did you liiiike me sucking you?” she asked, in a lighter, childish tone. “Did you like putting your cock in my face?”

I nodded. “I … I … yes.”

“Oh, god. You must have liked it so much, you can hardly talk.” Leslie dropped her mouth open, showing off her tongue — it was covered in slick fluids. She licked her lips, removing excess cum, and wiped the rest off with her tongue. “Wouldn’t you like a kiss from me so we can keep going?”

Her hand came up and gripped my penis, sliding across it, but I felt my energy gone.

“Yes,” I managed. “Give it to me, baby.”

“Mmmm.” Leslie giggled and slid over on top of me. I clutched both her breasts in my hands as her stomach and chest slid onto my stomach. Her arms wrapped behind my neck and held me close as her chin met mine and our lips fastened together. Leslie and I kissed again, with closed mouths, hers small and slick with my juice, twisting with the passion. Smack, smack.

I felt the energy return and pulled away.

Her eyelashes fluttered, inches from my face. “Want to play with me some more?” she asked.

“Yes.”

“Want me to suck you again? Deeper this time?”

“You … you can’t.” Despite all this, reason crept in. “Leslie, you’re not big enough to …”

“You’re saying I’m not mature enough to play with you?” She tilted her head and feigned a hurt look.

“N … no.”

“I’m a goddess, Seth.”

“Yes, but you’re not able to …”

Her eyebrows came down. “Yes, I am.”

“And it doesn’t hurt you?”

“No.” Then Leslie smiled. “But if you want, I have a few other games we could play.”

Her eyes flickered downward, toward her boobs that pressed into my chest. Her legs rested on mine; my re-hardening penis was just inches from her pussy.

Her eyes narrowed. “Put your penis into me, Seth. I want to feel it in my pussy.”

I closed my eyes. She was incredible.

Leslie shifted to the side — starting to roll. I turned with her onto our sides and scrambled upward, while Leslie lay on the bed, naked arms and legs sprawling. Her eyes squinted shut and her shoulders churned, burrowing herself down into the bedspread, snuggling in, her breasts jiggling. Her arm bent down and she stroked her pussy. “Won’t you let me feel your cock between my legs?”

On my knees, I moved down. Then I lifted one knee, put it down between her legs. Leslie drew her right leg up, high over my head, stretching her pussy wide open, still glistening wet.

With one hand she grasped my penis, hard, and pulled it closer.

Leslie’s tight stomach pulsed in and out with her breath. My hand laid on hers, on my penis, warm, thick, stiff and ready. I aimed it toward her pussy as I drew lower.

“Ohhhhhhhh.” She licked her lips, eyes bright and thrilled, and her hand remained on my penis. “Ohhhh, yesssss!”

My penis touched her pussy lips. I felt the warmth and her wetness.

Leslie stared at me, lips open wide and grinning. “Put that cock in there. Yeah, put it in me.”

Her leg moved in the air, and I pushed into her. I couldn’t get in. Leslie’s pussy was small and tight.

“Mmm, try again,” Leslie mused.

I pushed harder, and slid in a little. My god.

“Oooooohhh.” Her small body writhed on the bed. “Yes, a little more.”

Too tight. But I kept pushing, with my hands braced on her inner thighs. I thrust out further, spreading her legs wide. I slid further inside her, halfway, and her juices gooshed around my trunk.

“Oh yes!” Leslie cried out. “Yes … yes, yes yes, ohhh …”

Harder. Finally something let go. I slipped slowly all the way into her, penetrating her pussy, gasping as I felt the tight, hot wet skin between her legs wrap itself around my cock.

Leslie moaned in delight and shifted her chest from side to side, her breasts jiggling as she stroked herself. “Oh, yes, Seth, oh. … Oh, put it in me, oh!” Her body spasmed again, her vagina jerking around my penis. Then Leslie screamed as the thrill washed over her — “Oh, god! Oh, feels so good!”

I let go of her legs and braced myself on the bed. My cock pulled out … then pushed in again … a little easier this time, but tight inside. Out. Then in, in, in … deeper into this gorgeous, 14-year-old slut …

“Ah, ah, ahhhh!” Leslie moaned.

I was about to cum … and finally I erupted within Leslie and her eyes squinted; then her entire groin twitched as she climaxed again. I gasped as I pumped my load into her, barely moving, just letting it rush out — oh, the thrill, the power, the SEX!

“Oh, Leslie! Ah, Leslie, oh! oh my god!”

Already I was about done, but Leslie was still whimpering, shifting her hips, getting more orgasms. “Mmmm, mmm … ohhh yeahhhhhssss,” she breathed. “Oh, do it to me again, Seth …”

“I’m … I’m all out,” I muttered. Of course I knew full well how to …

Leslie sighed and I watched as she licked her lips. “Mmmm, kiss me so we can do it again.”

Just as my cum was almost gone I bent forward, my penis still buried between her legs, and I lay over top of Leslie, my stomach on hers, then her breasts … I bent down and she giggled … I licked one of her erected nipples, then licked all over her breast and kissed it, then my lips closed over the nipple and I sucked her.

“Ohhhh, yessss …”

I raised my head, tongue extended. Leslie was moving, whispering something I couldn’t hear. Then my mouth found hers and fastened together for a long kiss.

“Mmmmm.” Leslie pushed her mouth harder in, her arms wrapped around my back, then her legs curled around mine where her vagina was still clamped around me. “Mmmmm, ahhhhh.”

Energy coming back. I raised up my penis and felt the thrill once again, then pushed in, out, in, out.

 “Oh yessss.” I closed my mouth and tried to get back as I kept penetrating, but Leslie held on to me, her face pressed close and her tongue extended. My lips were closed but she pushed her tongue between them — I opened my mouth just enough for her to stick her tongue inside, wiggling between my lips, touching my tongue. “Aaa-aa-aaa-aaaaahhhh.”

I had paused penetrating her but instantly I burst out and I gasped — the initial thrill was intense, cum spurting out into her pussy. Then it grew longer, deep, incredible! Leslie’s hips ground back and forth under mine and she moaned with her own orgasm and I could barely move, just lay there, feeling the energy shoot into her, feeling her gyrate beneath me!

“Oh, yes, oh, YESSS!” Leslie’s tongue had pulled out and her head was back on the bed, hair matted behind her neck —

“Aaaagh …” and I dove back down and her lips opened just in time for a wild kiss, wet and passionate, moving, opening and closing lips smacking, tongues licking and then mouths closed again, sucking, noses pressed together and both of us still cumming underneath …

“Mmm-hmmmm.” Leslie kept laughing and I felt the breath from her nostrils. Kiss. “Mmmm.” Tongues licking again. “Ahhh-ha-ha.” Then slippery lips closed and together, sucking, wiggling. Kiss. Kiss. “Mmmmmmmmm.”

And the thrill wouldn’t stop. As long as I was kissing her, my energy would not run out!

My knees bent slightly … I raised up and out of her a little, then shoved back in, hard and fast.

“YESSS!”

I cummed again, more. Sustained bursts. The juices bubbled and drained around my legs, completely lubricated. While I cummed into Leslie and kissed her I kept pumping, in, out, in, out … wouldn’t stop.

Leslie pushed with her body. She wanted to mount me. I quickly let her move, our legs intertwined and now we lay side by side.

She moved more and got herself on top, still kissing me with soft, wet lips.

Leslie let go of my face. Then, her boobs shoved tighter against my chest and even while I kept sperming into her pussy she pushed herself up with her arms. Now she was straddling me, her knees pressed against my hips, breasts hanging from her and her long blond hair spilling over her shoulders. From here I could see where my penis met her pussy, shoved up inside and streaked with a mixture of her cum and my sperm all over the place, slathered almost everywhere between her legs and on my groin.

“Ooo, here we go,” she whispered.

Leslie tensed her legs, then jerked up. Her vagina slid over my penis and almost out, then she came down again … back inside … then up, down, up, faster and faster, almost jumping on me, riding me, her hands clasped over her breasts, elbows akimbo, and her eyes closed and lips open in that same slutty teenage half-frown. “Mmmm, yesss, mmmm, yesss …”

Up, down, up, down.

Her hair was flying, breasts jiggling.

“Ooohhh, my god.” Leslie stopped for a moment, her tight, slender stomach jerked and then her groin pulsed forward. I shuddered. Thrill. Then she pumped me again. Up, down, up …

Almost there. She was climaxing and moaning, and in a moment I would join her.

Leslie’s eyes opened and stared down at me. Her face blurred and jerked back and forth on her neck. Her grin widened and she jumped harder, faster, sliding me in and out of her pussy — “Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh … uh … you like?!”

I couldn’t respond as I suddenly exploded once again. Leslie felt it — “Oh yes!” and she kept riding me, pumping out more, even longer bursts of cum. Then she stopped and settled over me, legs clamped around mine and she ground her hips from side to side, gyrating on top of me. Leslie rode a few more times, then stopped, gyrated her hips. So sexy …

“Oh, Seth,” she murmured, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Oh, you feel so good up my pussy.”

“Thank you, Leslie.” I could barely respond. “Oh, thank you …”

“Mmm, we’re not done.” Leslie moaned and giggled as she suddenly lifted herself up … and up. My penis strained against her inside as if held there by suction, and then out — her pussy let go with a wet, loud pop! Leslie immediately took it between her hands and rubbed the trunk, still wet and sticky, then she began sliding her body downward on the bed, kneeling between my legs and drawing her ass up into the air behind her.

Just as I realized what she was doing, Leslie cracked her lips open with a sweet, slutty grin, licked her lips and her words oozed out, “I think I want to put you in my mouth again … aaaahhhh-ohhmmm.”

Her lips closed around my cock and I felt her tongue and cheeks wrap around my trunk as she slid me in and out, eyes closed. “Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.” Pop. Leslie brought the penis out of her face and teased my head with her tongue, spit crackling and sliding. Then back inside her lips, thrusting me in and out. “Mmmm. Mmm!” Leslie shoved her face forward, deep-throating me farther down her mouth, and she groaned as her throat muscles quivered around my cock.

Thrills burst through me, but I didn’t cum into her. I just sighed, feeling her tongue slick across my trunk from inside her mouth.

Leslie opened her mouth, withdrew my cock and licked my tip, then stuck it back inside. Again she penetrated in, out, in, out, but not as further in as before. Then, while she sucked, she grasped my knees with her hands and pushed — I slid backward on the bed until my back met the pillows and I was sitting upright, with Leslie sucking me.

“Mmmm-mm-mmmm.” Her moans couldn’t get any sexier, and I noticed her hand reaching down to fondle herself as she twisted her chin around my penis, licking me, wrapping her slick tongue around me.

She extended a finger and poked it up inside her pussy, then slithered her mouth out from around my cock and stared up at me as it popped from her lips. “Let’s play with each other,” Leslie oozed at me with a sensuous voice. “Just watch me do this.”

Leslie returned to sucking me, and then she turned her body around, legs and feet out over the side of the bed. I was staring at her ass. And Leslie’s legs and ass seemed to float upward even as she sucked and her ass was right next to my face, legs sticking straight up, she was almost standing on her head — her breasts pushed into my stomach.

I craned my neck, looking down between her legs. Leslie’s hair hung over her head but she kept sucking, upside-down, getting it in deeper this time. Oh my god. I knew I would cum again in seconds!

No. She pulled my penis out and released it with a smack. “Seth, suck my pussy. Suck it up there, at the same time, and don’t stop.” Leslie swallowed. “What I’m going to try to do …” She sighed, then smacked her lips together. “Is take down all of your cum. All of it.”

I shook my head, leaned back on the pillows, eyes closed. “Oh, you’re a little bitch.”

“Ooooohhh.” Her tongue licked the tip of my cock. “Keep talking like that while you suck me.”

I felt her mouth wrap around my penis again and she plunged it deeper. I opened my eyes and Leslie’s body raised up just a little more, her vagina right before my face —

I leaned forward, grasped her legs and spread them apart. Then I bent my chin down and tongued her pussy.

“Mmmmm.” Leslie moaned from beneath, and I felt my cum about to start.

More. I pressed my mouth to her pussy and sucked, licked, then she shuddered and a burst of juices flowed out of her crack and down her left leg over my hand. “Oh, you little slut,” I gasped.

“Mm-hmmm …” She laughed, lips open around my cock and I felt the air. “I’m just a nasty whore.”

Ahhh! I exploded in her mouth and her lips drew tighter in, I felt her gulp-gulp-gulping it down …

I pressed harder, licking her wildly, then sticking my tongue inside, then I raised my hand, still cumming repeatedly into her myself. Leslie was gagging down my cum but her lips didn’t open, she didn’t let go, her throat kept swallowing and I heard her groan, “Mmm — mmm — mmm — mmmm — MMMMPH!”

“Ohhh!” My lips let go of her pussy and I brought up my hand, put my index and middle fingers together and slid them inside her. “You like that, you little whore?”

Gulp, gulp, gulp. All of my cum. “Mmm-hmmmm!”

She slid it out of her mouth. “I’m your little whore, Seth.” Lips around my penis then sucked in deep, then out. “I’m your little slut.” Back in, then slipped out with a suctioned pop. “Do you like your little slut slave? Did you screw my slutty little body any way you liked?”

“Yes,” I gasped. “Yes, Leslie …”

“Do you like playing with my parts?”

“Mmmm.” I kissed her pussy directly, licking her skin, and Leslie shivered and giggled, wrapping her mouth back around my cock and sucking. “I like playing with everything, Leslie …”

Smack. Her mouth released my penis. “That’s because my little body is so sexy, and I’m a whore …” penis in, then out … “and I’m a bitch …” again, and I was going to explode, but I kept penetrating her with my hand … “and a nasty, cocksucking, lip-licking, tight-ass slut.”

I pulled my fingers out as I erupted, driving deep into her throat, then Leslie cried out as she swallowed and I removed my fingers and stuck my tongue deep into her. Her mouth clenched even tighter around my penis and she gagged as she kept swallowing. I felt and heard the gurgling from her throat …

A longer burst, now, an incredible orgasm surged through me, and her hips convulsed, pussy juices flowing around my mouth and her body wriggled. I reached behind her, pinched her ass cheek with my fingers, then drew my hand back and slapped her lightly.

Her mouth gurgled. Still going. And I felt darkness cloud my brain as I heard her mumble, even with my penis pushed halfway down her throat, reply, “Spank me again!”

I slapped her harder, her mouth drew my penis in, then out, but without letting go. Leslie’s hips twitched and she giggled, mouth filled with my penis, then finally she pulled out and shrieked back, “Spank me. Slap my ass. Spank my little ass!”

Slap! — harder.

Leslie gagged, then sighed and sucked my cock even deeper. “Mmmm … nnghh … mmmmm …”

A huge burst! At the same time her entire body writhed and I felt my lips let go of her pussy …

Seconds … maybe minutes … later, I felt myself waking up.

No … My heart lurched. This is a dream. It can’t be real. I was having sex with a 14-year-old goddess.

I felt my body, lying down somewhere, felt air all over me.

Eyes open. Not a dream. The young, sexy, bombshell 14-year-old goddess was right over me, up on her knees and hands.

“You okay, Seth?”

Oh my god. I remembered it all. Leslie. She had sucked my cock repeatedly and at the same time I had taken her pussy.

“Seth?” Her eyes were wide open, mouth in a peaceful smile, warm and friendly. Her sizeable breasts hung only an inch from my stomach.

I smiled. “I’m fine.”

And she grinned wider. “Good … sometimes I’m a little much for beginning partners.”

I struggled to sit up and Leslie slid beside me, tucking her legs underneath her naked ass, then with her hands she pushed her hair behind her shoulders, stroked her breasts for a moment, then reached down with one hand and fingered my wet, cum-slathered penis softly.

“Did you like me?”

What a question. “Oh, Leslie.” I shook my head. My lips tasted of her cum. “You were incredible.”

“I was, wasn’t I?”

“Yes.”

Her eyelashes fluttered. With her left hand she traced little circles around her pussy — and it was also still covered with cum, both of ours. “Does that mean you’re done playing with me?” she asked.

I sighed. “I’m spent … although I know you can fix that.”

Her smile grew wider, sluttier. “I can.”

“But what else is there to do?”

Her head tilted to the side and she frowned. “Well, you’ve forgotten my butt.” She let go of my penis and drew herself up on her knees, stretching her whole little body … “I told you before you took on Ashley that I could take you in my behind.”

“Are you … are you sure?”

Leslie’s face turned and she bent down quickly, I opened my mouth and took her lips and she sucked on my mouth, face grinding forward into mine … and the vigor shuddered through me. Ready for more!

Leslie jumped down off me and got further down on the bed … I watched and then scrambled forward as she turned her legs around and bent down, stomach-first, and she drew herself up onto her knees with her ass protruding straight at me.

“Now.” She twisted her body, grinding her cheeks back and forth, only feet away. Cum dripped from her front. “Won’t you please come and put your cock into my back door?”

 “Are … you’re sure?”

Leslie smacked her lips and shot an innocent look my way. “I just want to know how it feels. Please?”

No further questions. I bounced down to her and landed on my knees, then Leslie turned upward on her waist, bracing herself with one arm. I stared down at her ass as a pair of her fingers slipped up between her legs, greased with cum. She rubbed it upward, into her crack, then her asshole.

Leslie bent back down onto the bed, leaning on her hands and protruding her ass. Then she wiggled her hips and my breath caught in my throat just from looking.

“Oh, Leslie, you have a great little ass.”

“Try it, Seth.” Again Leslie jiggled herself. “Put your penis up my ass. It won’t hurt.”

I got up above her, ran my fingers across her back and braced myself there. Then aimed my lengthening penis at her ass, pre-cum already dangling from my glands.

Then I pushed. The slippery head slid down through her crack and then touched her hole. I pushed more. It slipped in a little and Leslie shuddered and screamed, “Oh, my GOD!”

I halted. “What …”

“Oh, that feels …” Leslie’s breath drew in. “It feels so good.”

My hands reached around her back and grasped her breasts, and then one of her hands wrapped around mine on her right boob. I pushed my cock into Leslie’s tight ass, lubricated by the cum. Harder. Harder. HARDER!

“Ooooohh, yessss,” she moaned.

I let go of her left breast and moved back to squeeze her hip.

“Ahh-haaaaahhhh,” Leslie breathed. “Oh, my god, I’m a little ass-fucking slut.”

“You like me … up your ass?”

 “Oh, god, yes. Fuck me.” She swallowed and her butt wriggled. “Please, fuck me!”

I was all the way in and Leslie’s hips ground backward. I drew back, then penetrated again, and exploded into her ass … “Ohhh, yessss!” and I pumped in and out as she screamed, I clutched her breast and slapped her hip, harder and harder, riding Leslie from behind, and her begging for more.

 

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