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And when my baby has played enough, when he's as hard as he can possibly be watching me get fucked with Mr. Dildo, I tell him it's time to play for real. I throw the dildo aside and put my arms around him and kiss him, sticking my tongue into his mouth and sliding my nails up and down his back, wriggling my hips against his crotch. "Fuck me," I tell him. "Fuck me good, fuck me now." I get him on my bed and suck his nipples like they're candy. God, I can smell him again, so hot and sweet I want to scream. I'm like an animal now, not the polite little white girl he met three months ago. I'm pure sex, all wrapped up in an eighteen-year-old body that would make any man cream himself. I'm tight and hot and nobody can resist me. But I don't want just anybody. I want this gorgeous Asian boy stretched out underneath me. I seize his dick in my mouth like a tigress seizing up a piece of meat. I worry it gently, bend it back so I can get at his balls. I love their roundness, the way they slide ever so slightly under my tongue in their tight little sac of flesh. There's a little spot right under the balls that nice girls aren't supposed to know about, a little spot right halfway between the balls and the asshole that will drive a boy crazy if you lick it. I know about it, and I use my whole tongue on it, up and down, up and down. Oh, he likes that! It makes him crazy. He wriggles all over like a little puppy-dog, and clutches at the air with his poor little helpless hands. I wonder if any of his other girlfriends ever did him this way? I wonder if there was some gorgeous Korean girl with long black hair and a sly smile who would lick him under his balls and make him squeal? When I finally get to tie him up, I'm going to make him tell me. I know it's silly, but I want to. I'm not jealous; not at all. I want to hear about it because it turns me on thinking about it. If I ever caught him with another white girl, I think I'd kill her, but when I think about him and an Asian girl...oh God. I'm going to do it. I'll get him tied up and lick that secret, dirty spot until he howls like a rutting dog. Then I'll make him tell me, run my nails over his chest and throat and his cock until he can't take it anymore, until he's crying like a baby, until he tells me about every single last girlfriend he's ever had before me. I'll make him tell me about what it was like having sex with them. I'll make him tell it to me like a dirty story you'd read in one of those nasty magazines, the ones with naked girls on the cover. I'll make him tell me every detail; what she dressed like, what she smelled like, what her pussy looked like. And if he doesn't tell me, or if he can't remember all the details I want, I'll just have to lick his balls some more. I'll torture him, oh yes. Don't think I won't. But I'll be nice to him afterwards; I'll fuck him better than any of those girls ever could. But that time isn't now. My poor baby is all swollen and if I don't fuck him pretty soon his little cock might just explode, now wouldn't that be a shame? Then I wouldn't get none of that good come, and I want it. Oh, I want it. So I sit on him. I lift my ass up over his big, hard dick and settle my burning pussy down on top of it, ree-eeal slow, savoring the way his cock inches up inside me. Then I start bouncing, up and down, faster and faster, while he cries out and says bad words: Oh shit, god-damn, oh fuck! I love the way our pubic bones bounce together, sending sparks through my clit. I love the way my baby fills me up, the way my body now revolves around his dick. I'm doing some screaming of my own now, saying some real dirty words, stuff nobody'd ever believe a nice girl like me would ever dream of saying. When we come, we come together. Oh, it's nice. That good hot spurt of boy-juice zapping up inside me, and big bright sparkles going off in my spine like Fourth of July fireworks. James' body relaxes under me; his cock is just the least little bit softer now, but I reach down and fuck with his balls some more, until he gets hard again. Girls can come more than once, and I intend to come several times tonight. My James, my sweet baby, can just deal with it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------
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