Free Whizz by Sam Crescent Page B
Authors: Sam Crescent
tasty.” He groaned, pushing his fingers back inside her, needing her to take more of him. “I’m going to lick this sweet pussy now, baby. I don’t want you to move.”
“Please, Whizz, I can’t take much more.”
“It’s okay, baby. I’ll take care of that need.” He sucked more cream off his fingers before taking her clit into his mouth. Scoring the hard bud between his teeth, he groaned at the same time she screamed. He pressed his hands on the inside her of thighs, keeping her in the same place as he attacked her clit. Licking, sucking, and biting the hard bud, he worked between sliding his tongue within her cunt to attacking her clit. He wanted her shaking with pleasure, mindless with need. Whizz wanted her to be a slut to her own desire. When it came to Lacey, he wanted to give her everything she’d missed out on. In his arms she’d embrace every passion she’d denied herself.
The life she led hadn’t been one filled with sunshine and roses, but with pain and secrecy. He intended to change all of that, give her what no other man could give her. In that moment, Whizz knew he was going to claim her. Lacey woke a part of him that he believed had died long ago. He wasn’t dead inside when he was with Lacey. The nightmares could come and go as long as he had his woman by his side. She made him a better person just by being in her company.
He pressed two fingers within her at the same time as licking her clit.
“Please, Whizz, fuck me, I can’t take much more.”
Whizz shook his head. “No, you’re going to come. I’m going to swallow down every drop.”
She cried out, whimpering. “No, I can’t do it. Please.”
He wouldn’t stop. Flicking her clit, he started to pump his fingers inside her like he was going to with his cock within a matter of moments.
Her pussy tightened around his fingers.
“Come for me, Lacey. Give it to me.” Sucking the bud into his mouth, he added a third finger into her cunt.
She split apart, screaming his name. Her cum coated his fingers, and he used the extra lubrication to get as deep inside her as she could. Whizz didn’t stop. He didn’t want to stop until she was shaking.
“Stop,” she said, screaming the words. He pulled back, taking his fingers from her cunt slowly.
“I did this,” he said, holding his slick fingers for her to see. He made sure she could watch as he sucked her cream off. “You taste so fucking sweet. I’m going to want to lick you out a lot.”
Standing up, he budged her up the bed until she lay in the center with her head on the pillows.
“You’re not what I expected,” she said.
Opening her thighs wide, Whizz got close to her, pressing his cock between the lips of her pussy. “Be prepared to be surprised.” He took hold of her hand, laying her fingers around his shaft. “You feel that. It’s what you do to me. No one else. You.”
She groaned, tightening her hands around his shaft. Lacey worked from the root up to the tip, working his cock for her pleasure. He didn’t know where to look first, the pleasure on her face or where she touched his shaft. Her small fingers felt so damn good. They were warm against his cock.
“Harder, I can handle it.”
Lacey tightened her hand around his shaft verging on the point of pain. He groaned, throwing his head back as the pleasure worked up his body.
“This is what I’ve imagined from the first moment I saw you, Lacey. I wanted you. I wanted to know how tight your pussy was and how it would feel wrapped around my dick.”
When he could stand it no longer he batted her hand out of the way.
“Now I’m going to fuck you.”
****
No man had ever taken the time to lick out her pussy. Lacey felt open and exposed yet really good at the same time. Whizz was determined to drive her crazy with need. She didn’t know if there would ever be a time when she could deny him. From the first moment she’d been drawn to him like a moth is to a flame.
“Tell me to fuck you,
“Please, Whizz, I can’t take much more.”
“It’s okay, baby. I’ll take care of that need.” He sucked more cream off his fingers before taking her clit into his mouth. Scoring the hard bud between his teeth, he groaned at the same time she screamed. He pressed his hands on the inside her of thighs, keeping her in the same place as he attacked her clit. Licking, sucking, and biting the hard bud, he worked between sliding his tongue within her cunt to attacking her clit. He wanted her shaking with pleasure, mindless with need. Whizz wanted her to be a slut to her own desire. When it came to Lacey, he wanted to give her everything she’d missed out on. In his arms she’d embrace every passion she’d denied herself.
The life she led hadn’t been one filled with sunshine and roses, but with pain and secrecy. He intended to change all of that, give her what no other man could give her. In that moment, Whizz knew he was going to claim her. Lacey woke a part of him that he believed had died long ago. He wasn’t dead inside when he was with Lacey. The nightmares could come and go as long as he had his woman by his side. She made him a better person just by being in her company.
He pressed two fingers within her at the same time as licking her clit.
“Please, Whizz, fuck me, I can’t take much more.”
Whizz shook his head. “No, you’re going to come. I’m going to swallow down every drop.”
She cried out, whimpering. “No, I can’t do it. Please.”
He wouldn’t stop. Flicking her clit, he started to pump his fingers inside her like he was going to with his cock within a matter of moments.
Her pussy tightened around his fingers.
“Come for me, Lacey. Give it to me.” Sucking the bud into his mouth, he added a third finger into her cunt.
She split apart, screaming his name. Her cum coated his fingers, and he used the extra lubrication to get as deep inside her as she could. Whizz didn’t stop. He didn’t want to stop until she was shaking.
“Stop,” she said, screaming the words. He pulled back, taking his fingers from her cunt slowly.
“I did this,” he said, holding his slick fingers for her to see. He made sure she could watch as he sucked her cream off. “You taste so fucking sweet. I’m going to want to lick you out a lot.”
Standing up, he budged her up the bed until she lay in the center with her head on the pillows.
“You’re not what I expected,” she said.
Opening her thighs wide, Whizz got close to her, pressing his cock between the lips of her pussy. “Be prepared to be surprised.” He took hold of her hand, laying her fingers around his shaft. “You feel that. It’s what you do to me. No one else. You.”
She groaned, tightening her hands around his shaft. Lacey worked from the root up to the tip, working his cock for her pleasure. He didn’t know where to look first, the pleasure on her face or where she touched his shaft. Her small fingers felt so damn good. They were warm against his cock.
“Harder, I can handle it.”
Lacey tightened her hand around his shaft verging on the point of pain. He groaned, throwing his head back as the pleasure worked up his body.
“This is what I’ve imagined from the first moment I saw you, Lacey. I wanted you. I wanted to know how tight your pussy was and how it would feel wrapped around my dick.”
When he could stand it no longer he batted her hand out of the way.
“Now I’m going to fuck you.”
****
No man had ever taken the time to lick out her pussy. Lacey felt open and exposed yet really good at the same time. Whizz was determined to drive her crazy with need. She didn’t know if there would ever be a time when she could deny him. From the first moment she’d been drawn to him like a moth is to a flame.
“Tell me to fuck you,