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EPOV
The rest of the afternoon went by smoothly. Astrid didn't behave like the bitch she could be from time to time, and actually had a good conversation with Sookie, or so I heard. She brought my two nephews with her, Björn is 7, and Leo is 5. The boys love the garden, and the very climable trees, so that's exactly what we did, when their mother wasn't watching. I gave Sookie some handsigns to keep her occupied so the boys could have some fun on their own. It's was pretty hilarious to see it all happen, too bad my mom busted the lot of us by not being able to stop laughing.
Astrid wasn't angry, for too long. Dinner was nice although it was just some soup , a mixed salad and some yoghurt with berry preservative. After clearing up, it was time to head back to the city before it would get too late, but not before Sookie would promise to my mom to come back with me next week.
After strapping a sleeping Hunter in the car, I helped Sookie climb in the jeep. Once seated I turned in my seat towards Sook, a questioning look in my eye. Not knowing how to ask my question. She smiled brightly 'I already love your parents.' She admitted 'But I still love you more.' She continued just before throwing her arms around my neck, pulling me down in a kiss. The sweetness was gone, say hello to pure and raw passion.
SPOV
Ok, how is it possible to get this turned on by just a kiss. Not 'just' a kiss, I admit, but still. Not to mention we fucked just a couple hours prior. Apparently this was what being with Eric did to me, and since denying it wouldn't do any good, I decided to play along with it.
Eric was concentrated to get us on the road again, avoiding the holes as good as possible. The road back was deserted so I played naughty Sookie. 'Baby ? ' I purred. My hand was stroking up and down his thigh currently and with every upstroke I went a little closer to his crotch. 'Hmm?' he hummed, looking at me from the corner of his eye. 'Can you speed up with this thing, I really, really want to be at home.' I purred again, all with a pout and looking at him through my lashes, my head tilted a bit to the left. So much for my sex kitten impression.
'Oh, why do you need to be home, sweetie?' He give me the panty melting look. Two could play the game, and I loved every second of it. 'I need you to fuck me with that fat cock of yours.' I told him blankly, stroking said cock through his pants. He stood at attention already, and Shreveport was another 15 minutes away. When I moved over to undo his pants, he took my hand and moved it back to my own knee. 'Keep your hands to yourself, little girl, and explain me where you want my cock.' He instructed me in a stern voice.
So I turned to him, my back to the door and my feet flat on the seat. This way the hem of my dress fell down , revealing my damp, lacy underpants. I mindless stroked myself through my panties while telling him what he wanted to hear. 'I need you to fuck my little pussy Eric, and I also need you to fuck my mouth.' I told him, looking at him, my underlip pulled between my teeth. 'Is that so?' he asked me, his eyebrows furred. All I could do was nod enthusiastically.
'What do you like the most about me fucking you, lover?' He continued his interrogation. 'Hmmm' I purred. 'I love it when your long thick cock stretches me and fills me up to capacity, and a little more.' I admitted without another thought.'
'Shouldn't I stop fucking you then, when I'm too big for you to handle?' He shot back at me. My head fell back when I slipped my hand underneath my panty, slipping my finger through my folds, right into my wet, hot channel. Eric grabbed my wrist, and pulled my hand away. He took my finger in his mouth and licked everything I had to give him.
'Take off those panties, and answer my question.' He told me, again in his dominant voice. I shimmied out of them, and placed them in Eric's outstretched hand. I saw him pushing them in the pocket of his pants. 'Are you going to answer me or what?' Again the eyebrow. 'It hurts a little when you fill me up that much, but I love it when it hurts a little. It reminds me off the fact that I'm ruined for any other man.' He couldn't conceal the smile forming when I admitted this to him. He shooed away my hand, which was playing with my nub, away. 'Sit up properly, lover, I don't want anyone else but me seeing your wet pussy.' Only now I saw we were entering the suburbs. So I corrected myself in my seat, pulling my hands in my lap.
' Your pussy is mine, baby, I'm the only one touching you, ever.' He explained me clear and simple. One of his big hands on my throat, his thumb pushing between my lips. I licked and sucked it, just like I would lick and suck his cock. He pulled his thumb out of my mouth, and trailed a wet trail towards my cleavage, making my skin brake out in goosebumps.
'Tell me, in what position do you want me to take you?' He asked me a while later, he just turned around the corner off the block. He found a spot pretty easily to park his wrangler. He turned towards me, expecting an answer before I got out of the car. 'I want you in every position I know, and probably another dozen I don't. But that doesn't matter, since I'm yours to take.' I hoped it was the answer he wanted.
'Grab the bag, go up and straight to the bedroom. Undress yourself and wait for me on your knees and elbows.' He instructed, and so I did. I went out of the car, grabbed the bag and with a little extra swing in my hips I made it to the door. Once upstairs I took of my clothes in the living room, throwing them purposely on the floor. I left the bedroom door open so he could see me all the time. A couple minutes later I heard him start rummaging around the apartment in his task to put Hunter to bed.
The anticipation of what was going to happen took the better hand of me and I couldn't help wiggling when I felt some moisture traveling down the inside of my thigh. I was so wet, I was litteraly dripping. I bet you could smell my arousal in the air.
Just when I thought I couldn't stand it anymore, I heard him coming in the bedroom, and closing the door quietly behind him. I wanted to turn my head and look at him when I heard the shuffling of his clothes taken off but he instructed me to keep looking forward.
I feel the mattress shifting when we sits at the end of the bed. I wiggle my ass involuntarily, silently screaming to give me the releave I need. 'Hold still' he barfs at me, slapping my right ass cheek once. With one finger follows the wet trail I left from my thigh up to my center. 'You're so wet for me babygirl. You really need me to fuck you, don't you?' I couldn't stop the long moan coming out of my mouth.
'Please Eric, please fuck me, I need you so fucking much. You really have to nail that little slut of yours.' Did I really beg him to fuck me? Well apparently I did, but ask me if I give a shit, the answer will be no.
I felt him holding my pussy open with two fingers. He pinched my nub before pushing a finger inside of me. I couldn't help but pant at his ministrations. When he started to pump in and out me, my hips started to move back on their own, meeting him in his thrust. He added a second finger, but instead of continuing fucking me with them, he wiggled them around, searching my magic spot, stroking it lightly, only to avoid it afterwards. Then I was sure he was going to make me squirm, keeping me merciless on edge. He was scissoring his fingers in the most delicious way, making me cry out. Yet another digit was pushed in, almost stretching me to capacity now.
'You should be able to look at my pussy now, naughty girl.' He told me. He started pumping in and out again, turning them inside every time he pulled them out. I guess it was too tight now to open his fingers any more. 'You love it when I stretch that little snatch, don't you.' All I could do was nod in between my moans and cries. He spanked my butt lightly, and started to stroke my clit lightly with the thumb of his hand. I could almost taste my orgasm now, all I could do was hope he was going to allow me to come.
As if he could read my mind he asked me 'Do you wonna come little slut? All you have to do is ask me for it, and you may.' I turned my head to him to give him the full effect. His eyes were almost black with lust, he needed my pleading maybe even more then I did. 'Please Eric, please let me come, let your little whore come.'
That did it, he started to pump his fingers into me ferociously. He let some spit drizzle down to where we were joining to give him some more lubricant. In his assault down there, he was able to find back my g-spot. That, together with the stretching and the pinches he gave in my clit, gave me the most intense orgasm I had ever had. My legs and arms gave out underneath me, making me ride out my orgasm flat on my belly on top of the comforter. Once my breathing was a bit under control again, I turned around so I was lying on my back.
'That pussy of yours pushed my fingers straight out, once you came.' He told me, a smirk on his face. My brain function wasn't back in full action yet, so the most intelligent thing I could come up with was a giggle and tell him the fact I could feel my heart beat in my clit.
He smirked maybe even wider at that, and offered his still wet fingers to me. 'Here little one, taste yourself, maybe your brain kicks in after that.' He winked at me and held his fingers before my opened mouth. One by one I sucked them inside, swirling my tongue around, sucking and licking them. To taste myself on his fingers didn't do much for myself, but he seemed to find it kind of exciting, so I tried my best to put up a show for him. I liked to swallow his load when I sucked him off, so I figured it was the same thing for him.
He went to stand next to the bed, and told me to come and sit on the edge. He grabbed a hand full of hair and made me look up at him, our gazes locking.
'You know little one, ' he told, stroking my jaw with one finger. 'You've been terribly naughty, back in the car.' I looked up at him with the most innocent look I could mutter, considering Eric's terribly hard cock was mere inches away from my face. 'All the way back home, you were trying to seduce me, all you wanted was for me to pull over on that quiet road and fuck you like an animal up against the car.' Okay, he really knew me better than I knew myself. He still held my head, looking up to him. He had one hand on my throat now, not pushing, just holding me, showing who was boss. 'You're such a little slut, you know. Practically begging for me to fuck you all the time with those sexy little outfits of yours. Your perfect tits and ass on display for everyone to see.' He was massaging my throat now, still with a firm hold on my hair. He bents over and whispers in my ear 'But your mine Sookie, all. .'
I didn't know where that caveman shit came from, but it turned me on, like nothing ever did. Wait, did he just call me his slut? I would throw any other guy out of my apartment, through the window to be specific, but not with Eric. He was fucking right. I was his little slut, he could make me do anything he wanted, just by asking, and adding that panty-melting look.
'But you can be a good girl again, Sookie. If you suck my dick real good, I'm sure I can forgive you.' With that, he loosened the grip he had on me so I had some room to work on.
I let my hands wander up from the backside of his knees, up over the backside of his thighs, to land on that glorious ass of his. I squeezed both cheeks lightly. At the same time, I was peppering the V of his hips with little kisses, slowly going towards his GP. I kept one hand behind him, massaging and fondling his ass. The other hand grabbed him around the base. Teasingly slow I stroked him, I brought my head closer and kissed the tip of his head. I can't remember him ever being this hard, I could see the pulse point on the vein at the underside of his shaft move in time with his heartbeat. His head almost purple with need, a big drop of precum forming in the slit. His 10 inches of manhood were aching, all because of me, all for me.
All this time, I felt his gaze on me. I decided I teased him long enough, and gave him what we both wanted. I used the tip of my tongue to lick the underside of his member, lightly sucking him now and then. I licked the sensitive edge where the head meets the shaft, I saw the goose bumps forming on him when I gave the slit the same treatment. The hand I had on the base, lowered down to his ball sack. Weighing his full balls with my small hand, stroking them, very lightly squeezing them. I took his head inside my mouth, circling him with my tongue, sucking him. His hands came back into my hair. Lightly gripping my locks, rather to stabilize himself than to guide me. I take more of him inside my mouth. I start bobbing my head, each time in come down taking him deeper than before. I hollow my cheeks, sucking hard on him, while he pushes himself in and out of me, now positively fucking my mouth.
He pulls himself out of me, and tells me to lay on the bed. 'Tilt your head back slut, that way I won't choke you. He kneels behind me, leading himself back into my mouth. Deeper and deeper he pushes. I relax my throat and suppress my gag reflex once's he pushes himself inside my throat. He starts to move with shallow trusts, his never letting his tip slip back in my mouth. I know how he loves when I swallow around him, so that's exactly what I do. Sucking a man this big while he's shoved down your throat is nearly impossible, so instead I concentrate to keep my breathing steady. 'You're doing this so good baby.' He murmurs in between his pants and groans. 'Touch yourself, lover, play with your tits.' He instructs me, and I do. I push them together and up, presenting them to him. I can only feel them, and that intensifies it all. My nipples are hard pebbles when I take them between my fingers, rolling, pulling and pinching them. He takes one of my hands and push them down towards my centre. I know what he wants me to do, and try to oblige him as good as I can.
I feel how wet I am, and directly start to draw tight circles around my nub. My left hand is still playing with my nipples. I feel one of his hands on the other one, mimicking my moves. 'I gonna pull out lover, when I come, it's going to land on that pretty rack off yours.' With that he pulls out and comes to kneel by my side. He jerks of with one hand, the other still mauling at my breast. My eyes are trained on his dick. All the sensations together are bringing me close to my second orgasm. When I see his cock even grow a little bigger I now he's as good as there. I quickly grab my breasts, push them together, giving him an aim to shoot at, and he does. He shoots spray after spray off his sticky, creamy cum over my hands and tits. Yeah, once their covered with men's cream, even I call them tits.
Because of his great stamina, he's still stiff. 'Get on your hands and knees, baby.' He tells me, not giving me the chance to clean myself up. I do as he tells me, he reaches over to the nightstand, grabs a condom, rips the package with his teeth and rolling it off, all of the previous gestures done in like 20 seconds. He pushes my thighs open further with his knees, kneeling in between them. After that he surprises me by taking my right wrist in his right arm and pulling it backwards, repeating the process with the left one. He crossed my hands on the small of my back, keeping them together in one of his big hands. He guides himself in me, before I was fully ready to accommodate him, his hands were firmly around my upperarms. He didn't move, but instead pushed and pulled me on him.
In this position he could go so deep inside me. I opened my knees a little further, and because of that pressure, he hitted my spot deep inside every time he pulled me towards him. The orgasm ,which was broken off before, came back in all intensity. I didn't even feel it coming, it just took me over. Because of Eric's earlier orgasm, he didn't come together with me, instead he pulled me up so my back was against his chest. He laid me on my back, and was immediately on his knees between my fallen open legs. He didn't straight fuck me again, but gave me some recuperation time. The sperm from earlier was almost dried in, but he caught a little wet spot, wiped it up with his finger and held it before my mouth. I licked and sucked his finger like I had done earlier with that other huge digit. He leaded his cock into me, but instead of fucking me again, he pulled it out again, all the while keeping his eyes on my pussy. He pushed in very hard, and then slid out smoothly only to repeat the action a couple seconds later.
As good as it felt, I was wondering why he was doing it. When I asked him that, he answered me, without tearing his eyes away from his goal that he loved to see my pussy close again after he invaded me. That made me laugh out loud, he was at the moment buried in me to the hilt. He threw his head back and sighed deeply.
'What's wrong baby?' I asked. 'You feel so damn good from the inside when you laugh like that' he admitted. After that he came to lay on top off me, still buried deep inside of me. My legs went automatically around his hips, while he wrapped his strong arms firmly around my shoulders. He gave me barely room to breath, moving was totally outside the matter. He started to pound in me so hard, I was for a moment afraid we were going to land with the downstairs neighbors. That thought was removed out of my head when he said to me in a hoarse voice, that he loved to hear me laugh, but he loved it even more when the only noise I could produce were pants, and his name when I screamed out my orgasm.
Oh I did scream out his name, twice. When I came for the second time, I took him over the edge with me. I honestly don't know how long it took for us to catch our breath, but when we did, Eric gave me a long, sweet kiss on my lips before he went to dispose the condom.
In the shower we washed each other thoroughly, but I was to spend to do anything else but that. My eyes were slowly closing out of exhaustion. Eric noticed it, he helped me out of the shower, toweled me and after that himself dry, and carried me to the couch bridal style. He told me to stay put while he changed the sheets. I woke up a little while later when he carried me back to bed. He cuddled up beside me, and thanked me for the night. I thanked him right back. The only thing I heard before I was out cold was that he would take care of Hunter tonight, so I could regain my strength for his plans tomorrow.
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