[Part 1(https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/s/AmxqIwE0QA)

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Cindy and I had been living under our “arrangement” for almost four months now. Not having to worry about rent is awesome - puts done extra cash in my pocket. The side benefits… sadly they aren’t as awesome as you would think.

Cindy has an insane sex drive. I truly had no idea until we started this arrangement just how much sex she wanted in a day. I love eating pussy as much as the next guy - maybe even more than the average guy - but licking her five and six times a day is a lot. We usually fuck once or twice as well - which is great until you realize she doesn’t care if I finish.

She gets off once or twice and sees that I won’t last for a third - well I am on my own. Cindy isn’t in this for me or us. It is all about her getting her “relaxation” in. So if I am left hanging, or left unsatisfied… oh well… maybe next time.

I have a mountain of frustration in this one sided sex deal, but I can’t quit. I don’t have consistent rent money and the sex, even as frustrating as it is, is awesome.

Cindy finished midterms yesterday, which last night was the first full night’s sleep I have gotten in a month. Usually she wakes me up for a middle of the night fuck or a post shower/not dressed yet lick. A whole, uninterrupted night’s sleep was slightly mind blowing.

I had slept late, my shift not starting until noon, so I have time. It is barely nine am. I stretch as I walk down the hallway, wearing an old t-shirt and some tight, bright red Calvin Klein trunk briefs. These silly things do nothing to hide my morning wood - not that it matters - Cindy has seen my cock enough that there is no point in even trying to hide it anymore. Hell - Cindy has basically stopped wearing panties around the apartment.

Cindy is leaning over the kitchen island, her loose spaghetti strap tank top doing almost nothing to hide her perky tits. I can see right down her cleavage to her belly button. Her hair is wet and hanging in long wet curls. I bet she just got out of the shower. Cindy is talking on the phone and clearly frustrated.

“The car was just in for servicing,” she said angrily. “You did the full inspection - which I paid for - and you didn’t say anything about the brakes. How is this suddenly a problem?” Cindy flipped through a pile of receipts on the island. “It is going to cost how much? Well fuck…”

Cindy waved me over. As I got closer I could see that she didn’t have panties on again. Her amazing wide ass sticking out beautifully as she talked on the phone. As I got close she reached out and grabbed my hard cock through the satiny boxers.

I squeak in surprise. Cindy is usually all about me pleasing her - not so much on pleasing me. She is squishing my hard cock - petting me through my boxers. I am melting into her touch.

“I don’t know when I am bringing it back in. After this treatment I don’t know that I will be coming back to your shop.” Cindy kept on talking on her phone like I wasn’t even there. She pulled down the front of my boxers - the satiny fabric teasing the tip of my cock as she tugged. She looked at me in the eyes as she stroked my hard cock. Spitting into her hand she dripped the spit slowly onto my cock from the palm of her hand - then stroked me harder and faster.

“Oooh, fuck,” I whispered.

Cindy gave me the angry eyes and put a finger over her lips to silence me. Using the same finger, she pushed the tip of my cock down and then let it spring back up. She gave me a satisfied nod, then gave her prodigious ass a slap - tilting her head to the back.

Of all the things Cindy is, subtle isn’t one of them. She was just getting me hard enough to fuck her frustrations away.

I walked up behind her - running my hands over her wide ass appreciatively. Cindy opened her stance - spreading her legs enough to give me all the access I need.

Our agreement is I do whatever she wants, whenever she wants and she takes care of the rent. A simple enough arrangement if you don’t mind selling your body for rent - which I have discovered - I am quite ok with.

I have found being told exactly what to do rankles me a bit - so I push a little here, and a little there. Don’t get me wrong, I will do everything I reasonably can to please her, but I would hate to become boring or predicable. It’s just a matter of personal pride, you understand.

I contemplated just squaring up to her ass and easing my cock into her pussy, but that she is freshly showered - and - talking on the phone makes this a much better idea.

Getting to my knees I gently spread her ass cheeks - burying my face in her fabulous ass I give her asshole a little lick.

Cindy squealed - making me smile. Definitely the right choice.

I heard her apologize on the phone and keep talking as my tongue danced about her little starfish. Licking the delicate skin all around her asshole and then flicking her puckering butt.

Cindy was starting to stutter as she talked.

My right hand tantalizing the skin on her butt as my fingers trace their way around. Stopping at her belly button I move my hand slowly down until I reach her wet sex. Gently rubbing her pussy, I heard Cindy moan.

“I… I am gonna have to call you back,” she said breathlessly. Cindy set the phone down and just laid on the kitchen island - opening her legs even wider.

I stuck my tongue in her ass as my fingers ran up her slit. Cindy whimpered as she pushed her ass into my face - begging for more. My fingers dipping into her wet cunt - her lips gripping my fingers tightly as I sunk them in to her - knuckle by slow knuckle.

Cindy’s moans grew louder as my fingers found her clit. My slick fingers circling around her little bean - dipping back into her depths - then around her clit again. Coating her in her own delicious juices - until her clit was as wet as her pussy. Cindy couldn’t decide if she should push back onto my tongue or forward onto my fingers - she ended up rocking back and forth - trying to do both. Her whimpers becoming moans and her moans becoming a symphony of cute, wordless squeaks.

I didn’t think I could have gotten harder - but by God, the taste of her - her gyrating hips - the feel of her pussy… I could feel my pulse in my cock. I bet I could hang a ten pound weight off of my cock and not dip an inch. My poor cock was just aching to get wet.

Reaching around with my other hand, I was able to get two fingers into her pussy as my other hand teased her clit - my tongue aching from the strain. There is no way I could keep this up much longer.

“Oooh fuck,” Cindy yelled as she pounded the island with her hands. I felt drops of water as she threw her head back - her wet hair raining down over her back. “Uuugn, sweat Jesus!” She roared. Cindy’s pussy quivering on my fingers as she came hard - creaming on my fingers.

Cindy collapsed on the island panting - her wet hair spread out all around her. Her back rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.

I don’t care what anyone says - nothing makes you feel more manly than reducing a woman to a panting, quivering mess - and I wasn’t done yet.

Standing up slowly - I let my cock slide slowly up her leg. Leaving a little trail of precum up her calf, up her thigh - until my rock hard cock rested against her lips. Licking her sweat cream from my fingers, I could feel my cock gently tap against her wet lips as it bounced with my heart beat.

Slowly rocking my hips back and forth - I could feel her lips spread - kissing the shaft of my cock as it slid along her silky wet slit.

Oh God! I wasn’t even in her and she felt amazing.

My tip dipped into her pussy - getting wet - then popped out and slid along her slit again. We both moaned. I needed to be in her. My hands drifted to the curve of her hips - gripping her soft flesh tightly. The tip of my cock edged into her depths - I shifted the angle of my hips ever so slightly - sliding into her wet, silky depths with ease.

Cindy let out a familiar moan as her pussy stretched to fit me in - holding me unbelievably tight. She just feels just so damn perfect - I was contemplating just standing there - letting my cock soak in her sweet juices. Cindy kegeled - hard - squeezing me so tight I gasped - all thoughts of just soaking vanishing from my mind.

She pushed her hips back into me. “Don’t tease me,” she pleaded, “please…”

Who am I to deny a beautiful woman in need?

I tightened my grip - my calloused fingers sinking deep into her soft hips - and pushed forward. Cindy moaned deeply. Then pulling back until only my tip was still in her. She threw back - impaling herself on my cock. Standing firm I let her do the work - throwing back on me hard. Her magnificent ass rippling with each thrust.

Cindy threw her head back, her wet curly hair landing on her back as she panted and moaned - throwing back harder and harder. Her hands wrapped around the edges of the island countertop - gripping it so tight that her knuckles turned white.

“Oh fuck! Yes!” She shrilled as her ass clapped.

I twisted her hair into a loose braid and locked it into my fingers. Waiting until she started to lower her head - I pulled her curly hair tight - snapping her head back. I pulled on her dark black curly hair as I thrusted deep into her. Pulling her on to me with every thrust.

Cindy let out a deep satisfied moan with every tug of her hair and the sexiest squeak when my cock bottomed out in her wet cunt. The closer she got the harder I pulled and the faster I thrusted. The wet slap of our bodies drowning out even her delicious moans.

“Yes! Yes! Fuck! Ian, I am cuming!” She yelled. Cindy’s pussy spasming on my cock - pushing me over the edge I was barely hanging onto.

Grunting loudly my cock pulsed and twitched as I pumped a load deep into her. Letting go of her hair, I sagged against her - giving her two weak thrusts - completely emptying my cock into her.

Panting, I stepped back until I was leaning against the kitchen counter behind me. I rested my hands on the counter top - steadying myself as I tried to catch my breath. Cindy pushed herself up from the island slowly. She turned around - her face flush and glowing. She pushed her unruly hair from her face and leaned back against the island.

“That was unexpected,” she said with a smirk. “Welcome, of course, but unexpected. I think I like it when you eat my ass.”

I wiggled my eyebrows at her. “What was the phone call about? Seems like it had you all worked up,” I asked curiously.

“The car is making a funny noise so I took it into the shop. They said the front and rear brakes have to be replaced and the front rotors too! I had just paid them to do a full inspection on the car last month and they said everything was fine. So either the bastards didn’t do the inspection or didn’t do it well… either way it is going to cost a month’s rent to get the damn car fixed,” Cindy said exasperated.

“I can do the brakes and rotors,” I offered.

“You know nothing about cars. You had your car into the shop just a couple of months ago,” she said suspiciously.

“I worked in my uncle’s shop, back home, all the way through high school. All I ever did was oil changes and brakes. I can do those in my sleep. Anything else on a car - and I have no clue,” I explained. “I bet two thirds of the cost is labour. I could save you that cash for sure.”

Her eyes narrowed. “And what is that going to cost me? You want some time off, from our ‘arrangement’ in turn for fixing my car?” Her unease at the mere idea of that was plainly written on her face.

Honestly, I hadn’t even considered charging her for it. Now that the idea was in my head though, it made me wonder how much I could charge her. Or better yet - what could I charge her.

“No, I don’t need time off from the ‘arrangement’,” I said casually. Cindy visibly relaxed. “You said it was about a month’s rent?” She nodded. I pondered it for a bit. “The ‘arrangement’ has been working out pretty good for me.”

“I have certainly been enjoying it,” Cindy said with a sultry smile.

“The only downside,” I saw concern wash over her face, “is that there isn’t always something for me. I understand that I am at your beck and call. Here to please you with everything and anything you want - whenever you want - but,” I took a deep breath and stared at the floor. “Sometimes it would be nice to be pleased as well.” I pursed my lips and wondered if this was going to work. “For payment. What about,” just spit it out. Just say it. The worst she can say is no. “…If for the next month - I can get a blowjob, when I want - whenever I want - as often as I want.” I glanced up from the floor to try and read her reaction.

“Just for the next month,” she confirmed. Cindy was clearly thinking it over. “That is a deal I can happily live with,” she said with a hungry smile. Her eyes glancing down at my wet cock. “For month, starting the day after my car is fixed.”

“Done,” I said with a maniacal grin.

Cindy’s eyes were still fixed on my cock. She slowly licked her lips then bit her bottom lip. “How soon, do you think you could have my car fixed by?”

The way her eyes were glued to my cock was a bit unnerving. She had never shown any interest in me beyond my ability to please her. Now I felt like she was going to devour me.

“Aaah, I need to pick up the parts - I can do that after work today. If you use my car tomorrow - I could fix it tomorrow while you are at university. Should be done by supper time,” I said as I roughly estimated the work in my head.

“So your, first day, would be Saturday?”

“I guess,” I agreed.

“Mmmmmmm… well, I guess I am looking forward to Saturday then,” she smiled. Cindy walked over to me and palmed my semi-hard cock. A low growl emanated from her plump lips as she gently squeezed me in her soft hand. “I expect you to get your money’s worth, but remember - you are still bound by our first agreement. I will expect you to still be able to keep me… relaxed… if you exhaust yourself and if you can’t properly - relax - me - then I will expect you to pay rent for this month.” Cindy gave me a wink and another hearty squeeze before strutting out of the kitchen - her ass swaying splendidly as she did so.

Letting out a heavy sigh, I couldn’t help but wonder if I made a bad decision.

I was distracted during my entire shift, making rookie mistakes, having to stop and redo, or fix my mistake before carrying on. The idea of unlimited blowjobs from Cindy was preoccupying to say the least.

Those deep brown eyes and pouty full lips filled my mind. Would she be the type of woman to make eye contact while she blew me? I really hope so. I can lost in the depths of her brown eyes and the idea of her looking up at me as her plump, soft lips are wrapped around my cock….

I need to focus! I can’t go through this whole shift with a chub. Hastily adjusting, I went back to work - trying to push Cindy, with my hard cock in her mouth, from my mind.

It wasn’t very successful - making it a very long, OSHA unapproved, shift. I briefly contemplated jerking off on the bathroom at the end of my shift - just to release the pressure that had been building in my balls all shift. Decided at the last moment that it was just too risky.

A quick stop on the way home and I got the parts I need for her car for about four hundred bucks. I picked up a few odds and ends to make the job easier. Heading home, knowing that I have everything I need to do the job, but not being able to start until tomorrow as a torture all its own.

I adjusted again. Stupid cock, always getting in the way. Precum was starting to soak through the front of my pants. I guess I have been excited all day - unintentionally edging myself at the thought of Cindy.

Dropping the boxes of parts at the front door for tomorrow, I headed into the kitchen to snag a beer.

Cindy was cooking and dancing in the kitchen. Her post midterm bliss is always contagious - not to be confused by the post finals fuck-fest. I snagged a beer from the fridge and leaned up against a counter top and watched her.

She sang along to the songs, a little off key, forgetting most of the words - but loudly and vibrant. Using a wooden spoon as a microphone she sang and danced around the kitchen. Even when she stirred a pot, her wide naked hips and ass kept the beat in a way that made it impossible to tear my eyes from.

Cooking in nothing but a loose fitting, spaghetti strap tank top, she moved around the kitchen completely at ease. Comfortable with her body and with me watching her. She saw my appreciative grin and danced over to me. Shaking her hips even more than before - she backed into me - grinding her ass into me. Her head back - resting on my shoulder - she sung into her wooden spoon.

The song ended, but her ass was still pressed into me hard. “Loose the pants and undies,” she said with a wink and a smile.

I quickly compiled - standing in the kitchen with just a shirt on, which was becoming the unofficial apartment dress code.

Another song came on, a much slower ballad with a strong beat. Cindy ditched her spoon mic and slowly danced over to me - her hips swaying like a belly dancer’s - her hands over her head moving rhythmically - her eyes closed as she let the music move her whole body.

She turned and squished my cock between my body and her right ass cheek. Cindy’s hips squishing me as she danced, grinding my hardening cock into our bodies. She moved in mesmerizing patterns - she started to twist and sink - so I put my fingers under the hem of her tank top. It lifted off as she sunk down. My cock trailing up her back.

She twisted and moved until she was standing up again - my cock firmly between her ass cheeks. Cindy swayed and ground - working my cock in ways I have never even thought of.

I reached around and cupped her perky tits - each just a little more than a handful - her nipples so hard. Cindy has great tits - her nipples have to be 3/4” long - and so sensitive. I flick her nipples and slowly squeeze them between my fingers - getting a loud moan from Cindy.

Her hips haven’t stopped grinding on my hard cock - round and round - up and down. I am moaning and squirming - holding on to her tits so tight - as she grinds on me.

“Ooooh, fuck,” I moan in her ear, “I am gonna cum.” I bite her shoulder - trying not to be too loud - I give up and moan. My hands on her side hips as she teases me. “Uuuuugh!” I grunt through gritted teeth - my hard cock pumping and twitching - spraying a huge load between her ass cheeks.

Cindy giggles, picking up her wooden spoon, and starts singing along to the song again. “Supper is in about 15,” she says with a wink and a smile.

I am kinda in shock. It was so not Cindy’s style to do anything just for me. I drank my beer and watched her dance around the kitchen - singing and cooking - without a care in the world.

We ate supper. Cindy was completely naked and I still had my shirt on. We talked and laughed. After supper I did the dishes and she went to her room to study. I glanced into her room a few times over the evening - just to see if she needed something. But she was always content - naked and content.

The next morning Cindy took my car to university and I got her keys. The work on her car wasn’t complicated - it was just slow. Doing the work in the parking garage instead of a real shop definitely had its draw backs. It took me most of the day. By supper time I was dirty, greasy, and tired - but I was done.

We ordered in pizza and ate in the living room on a blanket spread out on the floor. Cindy was wearing a tight faded t-shirt and nothing else. She turned on the TV and flipped through the channels as we ate. Eventually she gave up and casted something from her phone.

The 60” TV lit up with a hardcore porno. The over the top moaning filled the apartment. Cindy kept chatting with me - ignoring the TV. I found it distracting - I was having trouble keeping my eyes off of the action on the TV.

I closed up the pizza boxes and took the left overs to the fridge. I grabbed a beer for each of us and headed back to the blanket.

Cindy had her legs spread wide, her fingers teasing her slit as she watched the TV. I set her beer down on the end table beside her and sat down - sipping on my beer slowly. It was impossible to take my eyes off of her as her fingers danced over her plump pussy.

Cindy let out a little moan as her fingers dipped deep into her pussy. The sound of her wet lips parting making me even harder than I already was. Her fingers going in and out quickly as she grabbed a tit - pulling hard on a nipple.

“Did you want some help?” I asked with a smile.

Cindy locked eyes with me - turning slightly so got an even better view of her wet dripping pussy. “No. Not today. I want you to just watch.” Pulling her wet slick fingers from her pussy she traced her clit - making it as wet as her sweet depths.

She never took her eyes off of me as she flicked her clit. Moaning she teased herself. Rubbing her clit then plunging her fingers into her depths. Then back to her clit.

Cindy’s moans got louder and louder. She was breathing so hard I thought she was going to pass out.

“Oooh, fuck! Yes! Yes!” She moaned as she furiously rubbed her clit.

Then she just stopped. Closing her eyes she steadied her breathing. Cindy let out a deep breath. “I think I am going to call it an early night. See you in the morning,” she said with a smile. Cindy flounced to her room - leaving me wondering why she would tease herself right to the edge and then walk away.

I finished my beer and her beer then headed to bed myself.

Tossing and turning, I couldn’t get to sleep. Images of Cindy touching herself in the living room dancing through my head. Her magnificent ass rubbing my cock until I came on her. Dancing and singing in the kitchen without a care in the world.

Rolling over, I looked at the clock - 12:04AM. It is Saturday. The first day of my month of unlimited blowjobs. But just barely. Cindy is probably asleep… she has woken me up more than once for a late night lick.

Should I go into her room and ask? God! Why do I feel so guilty about this? I am good with the deal going the other way…. What’s the big deal?

I roll out of bed, my hard cock tenting in my boxers. Should I go naked? Should I go in my boxers?

Fuck! I paced around my room - nervous and conflicted.

Fuck it!

Fuck it!

I stripped off my boxers and headed to Cindy’s room - my hard cock swinging as I walked down the hall. Pacing outside her door nervously it took me a few minutes to build up my nerve - I opened the door slowly.

The room was lit with soft lighting. Cindy was on her knees by her bed, completely naked. Her unruly hair back in a loose pony tail, nipples hard and taut. Her wide hips flaring out past her shapely thighs. Her hand was between her legs slowly rubbing her pussy.

“I was starting to think you weren’t going to come by tonight,” she said with a blush. “I have been edging myself since you proposed your deal - I don’t know that I can wait much longer without cumming.” Cindy let out a little moan as she pushed two fingers deep into her pussy.

I thought I was hard before I walked into her room. Walking in and seeing this beautiful sight - an eager, stunning, woman on her knees waiting for me - it made me so hard I physically ached.

“Come,” she beckoned, “let me have a taste of you,” she purred. Cindy’s deep brown eyes had a lusty fire in them that drew me in - a moth to her blazing flame.

Walking slowly across the room her eyes locked on my cock. I could see the hand rubbing her pussy speeding up as I drew nearer. Cindy reached out for me- her finger tips touching the tip of my cock.

She let out a low, “mmmmmm…” as she pulled me in - leading me straight to her mouth. Looking up at me, she licked my tip, swirling her tongue around it before slowly sucking it into her mouth with a slurp. Cindy pulled me from her mouth and placed a little kiss on the tip - and then sucked me in again.

Pulling me out, to kiss my shaft, or lick my shaft, lick the tip, put kisses up and down my aching cock - then sucking it back into her mouth. Taking me deeper and deeper into her mouth.

She moaned softly as she suck my cock. I don’t know if it was from rubbing her pussy or because she liked sucking on me - and honestly - I don’t think I cared.

Pulling me out of her mouth, she slowly stroked my cock in long, even strokes. She kissed my thighs up to my balls - then took my balls into her mouth. One then the other - the both. Her hot mouth and skillful tongue making me groan as she teased my balls.

Licking her way back up my shaft she bobbed shallowly on my cock - worshipping the tip of my cock - then swallowing me whole. I could feel her throat constricting on my tip as she swallowed over and over again.

Pulling me from her mouth, she leaned her forehead on my thigh panting. “I am going to cum,” she said breathlessly. She looked up at me. “Cum with me?” She pleaded.

I swallowed hard and nodded.

She took me into her mouth and down her throat - over and over again. I could hear her muffled whimpers and moans as she got closer to her own release.

“Yes! Yes! Oooh fuck!” She cried as she came. Her face painted with her ecstasy. Not even finished with the aftershocks of her own orgasm she took my cock in her mouth - sucking savagely as she looked into my eyes.

The pressure was unbearable but I still wanted to hold on - to not let this moment and pleasure go - but it was just too much. Grunting and moaning my cock spasmed and bucked as I unleashed a massive load into her throat. Cindy kept sucking and bobbing until I begged her to stop.

Giving the tip of my cock a final little kiss, she leaned back, her face flush. “I liked that. Did you?” She asked coyly.

“That was amazing,” I said, more than a little flush myself.

Cindy laid down on her bed, patting the bed so I would come lay beside her. I laid down beside her, feeling strangely awkward. She straddled me with a huge smile - leaning over me until one of her nipples was in my mouth.

She moved and squirmed - moaning as she feed me her perky little tits. Cindy moved up and down - to control where I kissed and nibbled - grinding her hips as she did so. Putting her hands on my headboard, Cindy crawled up me until her glistening wet pussy was at my mouth.

I didn’t wait for her to sit - grabbing her sweet wide ass I hauled her pussy into my face - diving into her.

Cindy let out a little squeak at the suddenness of pulling her to me and then a deep moan as my tongue danced around her wet pussy. I plugged my tongue deep into her - fucking her with my tongue - tasting her as much as I could. My mouth, chin and nose were all wet with her juices and all I could think about was making her moan and squirm on my face. The anticipation of the taste of her thick cream when she cums making my heart pound.

With her hands braced on the headboard she moved and wiggled - finding the pleasures she wanted. Cindy wasn't one to passively sit on my face - no - she was riding my face with zeal. Her big hips gyrating as her pussy ground into my face.

My tongue found her clit, making her take a deep shuttering breath. Her little bean was engorged and swollen with need. Every lick, every flick, every kiss of it making her moan louder than the last. Cindy rocked her hips in time with my tongue - making those wonderful incoherent noises that let me know she is close.

Her right hand sprawled through my hair.

We had done this often enough for me to know what this meant. I wrapped my arms around her thick thighs and locked her in place - waiting for her. Cindy didn’t keep me waiting long.

She let out a whimpering, “yes! Oh god!” As she pulled my head into her pussy by my hair. Licking her until she yelled.

Fuck - does anything make you harder than a beautiful woman coming on your tongue?

Cindy pushed at my head, trying to escape the pleasure of my tongue. With my arms locked over her thighs - there was just no where for her to go. I plunged my tongue deep into her pussy again - fucking her as deeply as my tongue could.

A satisfied groan escaped my lips as I tasted her thick, creamy cum on my tongue. Cindy moaned gently as my tongue went in and out of her sweet cunt.

Once I had enough, I unlocked her legs, letting her roll off of my face.

“You are a very naughty boy,” Cindy said breathlessly as she leaned up against the wall. Her face flush and ever so slightly sweaty. A vision of beauty. I just gave her a little smirk. Cindy straddled my hips - facing away from me - giving me a great view of her wide ass and hips and her strong back.

Cindy eased her hips up, grabbing my quivering hard cock, she lined herself up. She let out a low soft moan as she eased me into her - sitting down oh, so slowly. I just watched in wonder as my cock disappeared into her.

She leaned forward until her head and chest were lying on the bed between my legs. Raising her hips slowly, I could see the death grip her lips had on my cock. Lifting so high, I thought I would pop out, then she slammed her hips down.

Cindy and I both moaned with every slam of her hips. I ran my hands over the expanse of her ass - anticipating the next slam. I started thrusting up into her was she pounded me. The jiggle of her ass mesmerizing.

I gave Cindy’s ass a playful slap.

“Yes!” Cindy moaned. “Harder! Fucking slap my ass!”

I had never given more than playful slap in my life. It was exciting and maybe a bit taboo. It felt wrong. I slapped her ass a bit harder.

“Uuuhn! Yes!” She moaned as she continued to ride my cock.

Slapping her check again and again until it was an angry red. Cindy moan and gasped - begging for more. Her moans got louder as her breathing got more ragged.

Grabbing her hips I hauled them down hard to my thrusts.

“Fuck! Fuck! Oh God! Fuuuck!” Cindy yelled as she came. I could feel her pussy quivering on my hard cock as she sagged into the bedding.

It was a bit awkward, but without pulling out of her, I got my legs under me. I straightened her legs out and laid down on her back. Her legs together and mine outside of hers - my hard cock still inside her.

I had seen porn videos of a prone bone before - but I had never tried it. Easing myself slowly in and out of her drenched pussy, I couldn’t help but moan. Her legs together like this made her so unbelievably tight. My chest on her back - the full body skin on skin - so how more intimate.

Cindy’s unruly, wild, curly hair was tickling my face as I rested a chin on her shoulder. I gently brushed it back with my hand so I could see her face. Watching her eyes flutter with every slow thrust.

Nibbling her ear lobe, I worked my way up and around the curve of her ear and then down her neck. Up to her cheek. Our eyes meet - both of us breathing heavy. I leaned in to kiss her plump lips - Cindy pulled back.

Too intimate? Too personal? All we had done is fuck - we aren’t in a relationship. We aren’t in love. Why did I want to kiss her lips so badly?

I leaned into kiss her again, and she pulled back again - even as she pushed her hips into my thrusting cock.

Running my hand up the nape of her neck, I wove my hands into her hair. Cindy knew what I was going to do - I could see it in her eyes. She didn’t want to give me a kiss - she wanted me to take a kiss. I tightened my fingers into a fist - her hair becoming taunt between my fingers and her scalp. Pulling back gently, Cindy let out a low moan, her eyes locked on mine. She licked her lips with the tip of her tongue. Letting out a little growl I thrusted my hips into her hard as I crushed my lips to hers.

She resisted for a moment - I tightened my hold on her hair, and then she melted into me. Her mouth hungrily devouring mine. Her tongue in and out of my mouth as she moaned. Cindy throwing her hips back savagely with every kiss.

Cindy’s breathing was so fast she couldn’t kiss me any more. She focused on the feeling of my cock deep in her pussy and my nibbles on her ear. She didn’t yell. She didn’t scream. Just little moans and whimpers as she came.

Loving the feeling of her body under mine I didn’t want to get off - didn’t want to loose the contact. Letting out a deep sigh, I eased my cock out of the paradise between her legs - we both let out sad sighs - and rolled onto my back beside her.

Cindy snuggled into my side and kissed me on the lips tentatively - then again with confidence. Her finger tips found the tip of my wet cock.

“Ooooh,” I sighed.

“Are you going to last for another round?” Cindy asked as she played.

“I don’t think so,” I said sadly.

Her eyes darted to my cock and then back up to my eyes. “Are you going to ask?” She inquired with a smirk.

I brushed her wild hair way from her eyes. “Do I need to ask?”

Cindy blushed. Blushed so hard I could see it even though she was flush and sweaty. “No,” she whispered. She kissed her way down my neck. Spent several minutes nibbling on my nipples. Then followed my treasure trail down to my cock.

Soft and gentle - she kissed her way up my shaft and sucked in just one side of my cock - her tongue tickling it while it was in her mouth. Then the other side. Then the under side. Cindy worshipped my cock slowly and completely. Kissing and licking all of me. It was sexual and sensual like no oral I have ever had. I never wanted it to end.

Sadly, my body and my mind rarely agree on these things. As my breathing got quicker so did Cindy. Taking my whole tip into her mouth. Wet and sloppy she slurped on my cock.

“I am going to cum,” I moaned. Cindy pushed my cock deep into her throat and squished my tip by swallowing over and over again. I let out a wordless grunt as my hips bucked - Cindy swallowing me even deeper - my cock pumping a load down her throat. I let out a contented sigh as I sagged into the bed.

Cindy snuggled into my side again and I pulled her into a deep kiss.

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My month of endless blowjobs went by quickly. Unbelievably quickly. We both got into the habit of walking around the apartment naked. We showered together. We slept in the same bed every night.

I got one or two blowjobs a day and I ate her out at least two or three times a day. And we fucked - God - did we fuck.

I woke up late, the day after my month was over. The realization that the month had come to an end hit me hard. I had enjoyed Cindy so much that the idea of it being done was a physical pain I couldn’t wrap my head around.

I tossed on a shirt, some undies and a pair of sweat pants. Somehow - being clothed in the apartment was like wearing a sign that I knew our agreement for endless blowjobs had come to an end.

Walking out into the kitchen, I saw Cindy - gloriously naked - bustling around the kitchen. I snagged an OJ and leaned up against the far counter and watched her.

“Good morning,” she said with a smile. Turning to me, Cindy’s smile faded. “You are dressed…” she said confused.

“My month is over. Seemed right for me to get dressed,” I said with a shrug.

Cindy walked over to me and pressed her body into me as she wrapped her arms around me. Her wild hair tickling my nose. I wrapped my arms around her in a tight embrace.

I could feel her hand petting me through my sweat pants - massaging my cock until I was hard and straining against my clothes.

Cindy pulled my boxers and sweat pants off as she got to her knees before me. My hard cock still bouncing from suddenly being freed was right beside her mouth. She looked at my hard cock for a long, long moment and then up at me.

“But, what if I still want to?” She asked sheepishly.