Devouring Dayna

I have Dayna lead me to her bedroom. Her bed’s unmade, no surprise, but otherwise it’s not bad. She lies down on her back with her head on her pillows and spreads her legs wide. I lap up her spicy nectar with my tongue, then suck on her protruberant inner lips. I pull on them with my mouth, which makes her mewl. She pulls at her nipples and runs her fingers through my hair. “Do you like that pussy, sir?” she moans. “Does my hot, wet little pussy bring you pleasure? Do you like my big pussy lips? Oh, fuck, sir, your mouth feels fucking amazing on my little pink slit—you eat me so fucking good . . .”

I give Dayna a finger and find her G-spot, then lock my lips around her clit and suckle hard and fast. She bucks her hips and cums with a wild shriek. I push a second finger in, feeling her snug little cunt stretch to take it. I corkscrew her hotbox and suckle harder. She takes a shuddering breath and says huskily, “Oooooooooh, sir, your fingers feel so good inside me—fucking my tight hole . . . you’re a fucking sex master—master fucker . . . licking my clit while you suckle—fuck that’s so fucking—master fucker—make me your apprentice . . . I can be your dirty girl . . . I’ll be a good little dirty girl for you . . .”

I suck Dayna’s pearl as deep into my mouth as I can, as hard as I can, and start humming the bass riff to “I’m Your Captain.” “Sir—sir—sir—” Dayna gasps. “Like that—so good—so good—don’t stop—don’t stop—anything—anything—I’ll do—anything—just—don’t—stop—Iain!” She screams at the top of her lungs as a powerful climax blasts through her body. Her cunt clamps down on my fingers hard enough to hurt. Her girl-cum froths around my knuckles. She writhes and twists wildly beneath me.

When I can, I stick a rolled-up tongue in Dayna’s cunt and suck her nectar out through it. I put a thumb on her pearl and rub it in circles. She bucks her hips and cries out my name. “Thank you, sir—sex master—master fucker—so, so, so, so good,” she moans wildly. “Fuck me with your tongue—your tongue in my pussy—feels so good . . . rub my clit . . . so good—so—good—oh fuck I’m gonna cum again—I’m—I’m—don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop don’t—stop—” Her voice tears off in another feral scream as another orgasm claims her body.

I sit up after a while and look down at the sex-dazed teen sprawled lewdly before me. My cock is loudly demanding its turn.