Consumed By Arousal

Chrissie smirked. "You think I really believe that, slut?" she said. Then she wrapped her fingers around the dildo and began stroking it like a cock, from the very tip all the way down to my lips, then back. I shuddered, my hips wriggling in response, unable to stop myself from moaning around that dildo. My nipples had swelled into a ridiculously hardened state. Through my sexual haze, I realized that Chrissie was as hot as I was, and her breathing was becoming more labored with each stroke of her hand. Suddenly her panties had dropped to the floor and Chrissie was pushing me down onto my knees. My hands on Chrissie's hips, I lined up the exposed part of the dildo with her pussy and then pressed my head forward so that the dildo slid directly into Chrissie's wet sex. Chrissie let out a cry and put her hands on my shoulders. I pressed my head forward, burying the dildo in Chrissie's pussy until my lips and cheeks were pressed firmly in Chrissie's dark thatch. Then, still holding Chrissie's hips in my hands, I began to move my head back and forth, stroking that dildo into Chrissie without pause. Chrissie was wriggling and moaning and I could feel my belly muscles twitching and jumping in response.

Finally, Chrissie put her head back and cried out, her fingers entwining in my hair, just as the sensations overwhelmed me. I moaned and squealed around the dildo, clutching Chrissie's hips, shuddering on my knees in front of her.