Free For His Taste by Karolyn James

said. 
    She looked up at him and smiled a
sultry smile, then licked her lips.  She squeezed her grip on his legs and then
pulled, allowing Bobby to come forward.  The tip of his erection touched her
eager lips.  Beth kissed him a few times, playfully teasing, and then finally
opened her mouth.  She let him into her mouth as deep as he wanted to go,
opening as wide as she had to but still keeping her lips tight enough on his
shaft to please him.  Her tongue rested against the bottom of Bobby’s erection
and she started to move her tongue left to right, making Bobby groan in
delight. 
    One of his hands touched the top of
her head, stroking her hair a little as she pulled back on him.  The reverse
motion, topped with her tight grip from her lips, made Bobby move to his toes. 
Beth stopped at the tip of his erection, feeling the sensitive flesh.  She
closed her mouth as hard as she could and sucked, sending erotic tingles
throughout Bobby’s entire body. 
    Bobby ran his hand down Beth’s hair
to her face and then to her shoulder.  He regretted his next move as he pushed
at her, wanting her to open her mouth and move off him.  Beth complied and
before Bobby could speak, her right hand went from his leg to the base of his
cock.  She stroked him base to tip and back, letting her own warm saliva ease her
motion.
    Bobby let out a long “Ahhh…” sound and then stepped back.
    “You’re going to kill me,” he said
swallowing harder, catching his breath.
    “Kill you?” Beth replied.  “Why
would I kill you?  You’re much better alive.  Alive and hard .”
    “Get on your bed,” Bobby said.  “I
want to feel all of you.”
    “You know, I’m not used to having a
boss,” Beth said. 
    She had a sexy smile as she spoke. 
She climbed back onto the bed, her legs open for Bobby, and she waited.  As he
came forward, they both sighed and thought the same thought at the exact same
time.
    Finally.
    From the second Bobby saw Beth in
the newspaper article, he felt something happen inside. 
    From the second Beth saw how
genuine Bobby felt about her, she wanted to find a way to keep him.
    Pausing with the tip of his
erection barely touching Beth’s wet slit, Bobby looked down at her body.  Her
beauty, her curves, everything put together with a perfection that he could
see.  Damn anyone who couldn’t see it and damn anyone who did anything to harm
a woman like Beth. 
    “What are you doing?” Beth asked. 
Her body tingled, desperate to feel Bobby inside her.
    “Looking at you,” Bobby said.
    “Why?”
    “Because you’re beautiful.”
    Beth’s mouth fell open and Bobby
thrust forward.  He penetrated her just like his tongue did, with subtle
pressure at first but unlike his tongue, his erection had a hardness and
thickness that forced Beth’s tender pussy to open for him. 
    He was gentle, enough to assume
that it had been a while for Beth.  He was right, and Beth appreciated it. 
Taking him slow and easy made her body gush.  By the time he fully entered her,
Beth felt another orgasm attacking her body. 
    Another one?
    She smiled as she lifted herself,
allowing Bobby to enter her even more. 
    He then began to pump her, easing
his way in and out as his hands touched her body.  From her hips up her sides,
even to her breasts, his hands were practically everywhere.  His right hand
moved up to Beth’s face, holding her cheek as he fucked her.  She stared back
at him, lost in her own world of intensely growing pleasure.  His left hand
went to the bed and gripped the sheets.  Bobby lowered himself down to Beth’s
body and he hovered over her face, just inches away.
    They breathed on each other,
sharing sounds and sex.  Bobby thrust harder at Beth, working her body to his
liking.  In return, Beth pumped, working with Bobby, feeling her warm insides
throbbing on his cock, massaging and squeezing, wanting him to climax.
    As Bobby’s speed increased their
bodies touched and rubbed allowing them to