A continuation of a series:

Part 1

Part 2

“This movie sucks.” Ella was seated upside down on the couch, her head hanging off the cushion.

“Aren’t you getting light-headed? Also, we knew this movie was going to suck.” I was seated like a normal person, diverting my attention from Splatterzone 8: The New Final Coming for a moment to address my best friend’s complaint.

“A little. But this is how you had me situated when you fucked my throat last week. It kinda turns me on now.”

Oh, it was going to be like that.

“Also, I wasn’t expecting this movie to suck suck. I thought it was going to suck in the fun way.”

“We’re way past the entertainingly stupid sequels. Now, firmly into the shit ones.” Ella was wearing a pair of hot pink yoga shorts–did she always have to do that?--and a tight white cami. I was in jeans for some reason and a white tee.

With the way Ella was positioned–her legs up and over the couch’s backrest–and the way her shorts hugged her thighs so tightly, I couldn’t help but notice that small mound between her legs. My cock twitched.

“Is it really true what you told me–that you’ve never received oral?”

“Total facts.” She was bored, swaying her head back and forth, her messy topknot dangerously close to coming loose.

“That’s a travesty.”

“Is it? I wouldn’t know.”

“Yeah, it’s a travesty that you don’t know.”

“What can I do? Apparently no one wants to put their mouth on my pussy.” She squeezed her thighs together. I could tell she was getting a little turned on.

I stood up, walking around the back of the couch and standing directly behind Ella’s knees. I leaned over her, so that she was looking at me upside down. “I do,” I smiled as I grabbed the stretchy waistband of her shorts.

“What are you—oooooh,” Ella turned bright red.

I had already rolled the shorts down to her knees. “No panties?”

“Um, no, not right now. Girls like to free-ball it too, you–umf.”

My finger ran along her slit. Wet already. I teased her labia, running up and down the inner and outer edges of each lip before circling my damp finger around her clit.

“Oh god, the blood really is rushing to my head,” she spread her legs as wide as she could–though they were constrained by her tight shorts–and I pushed my index finger inside her. She was tight and clearly eager to take me. She soaked my knuckle, her eyes closing as I pushed all the way to my palm. Pulling back, I slid along the roof of her pussy, applying a firm pressure as I felt her lovely ridges slide over my calloused fingertip.

Slowly, I added my middle finger, pushing her tight slit open further to accommodate my long digits.

“Mmf, fuck, that feels good.” She whined pleasantly, her hand shooting to her right breast so that she could tweak her nipple through the thin fabric of her top. I stood close to the couch’s backrest, my erection stretching my jeans and rubbing against Ella’s knees. I moved my hips back and forth slightly, enjoying the friction of Ella’s legs.

Reaching over her, I pushed my free hand beneath her top, sliding my fingers up her abdomen and grasping her other breast. I rolled her pert nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She bit her lip, looking at me coyly as she bucked her hips against my other palm, my fingers thrusting deeper inside her.

“I love that noise, y’know? The gushing around my fingers. God. What could be hotter?” I looked into her dreamy eyes, slightly glazed with pleasure and light-headedness. Slowly, I slid my hand free from her clenching pussy, dragging that sticky wetness along her pale inner thigh. I gave her nipple a final, gentle tug and then grasped her thighs with both hands, pulling her up slightly on the couch, so that her head now rested on the seat cushion rather than over it.

“That should be a bit better for you.” I leaned over her, my lips grazing along her soft skin until I began to taste the wetness I’d left behind. I licked it. Dragged my finger up towards her vulva.

The final girl’s shirt was ripped asunder in our shitty horror sequel, eliciting a whine that matched Ella’s own. I pushed further, my tongue touching the bottom of her opening and then working slowly towards the crest. With great relish, I finally took her clit between my lips and began to suck it lightly. My tongue swirled slow circles around it, pushing it back and forth and here and there with Ella bucking her hips in return.

“That’s a good girl.” I shoved her top up, rolling it into a bunched mess above her chest. My hands grasped her tits, tugging her nipples as I sucked her clit. She tasted slightly salty with the hint of something floral–like lavender or chamomile. I ran my tongue around her swollen clit in circles, varying the speed. Then I sank my tongue down between her labia, lapping upwards towards her nub with a hard flick. She shuddered as I did and I could feel small goosebumps along her inner thighs, rubbing against my jawline.

Finally, I moved her into a better position, rotating her legs so that she was lying on the couch. I clambered over it, undoing my jeans and hurling them aside as I did. I sank between her legs, barely missing a beat, my lips on her pussy again. I pushed my right hand beneath her ass, grabbing it tightly while I tonguefucked her. At the same time I sank my left hand inside my burgundy boxer briefs so that I could stroke my shaft.

“Ugh, fuck, keep doing that, that feels so fucking good.”

And so I kept doing exactly fucking that. I didn’t speed up or get rougher, just kept running the same circles I had been. She was shuddering against me, reaching towards some apex. My fingers slipped down her ass cheek and pushed back inside her soaking slit. I pushed down. Index. Middle. Filling her up while I ate her out.

After soaking my right hand inside Ella, I shoved it into my boxers, spreading her wetness along my cock. Then it was back to fingering her and sucking her clit while I used her lubricant to jerk off.

“Oh god, fuck, I think you’re going to make me cum.”

“Cum for me, Ella. Cum like a good girl.” I spoke with my tongue still wrapped around her pearl, lapping it wetly and hungrily, my eyes looking up towards her face, watching her bend and arch her back in pleasure.

“Ah! Ah!”

She squeezed her thighs against my cheeks, bucked her hips, my tongue still lashing around her clit, leaving strands of saliva as she came against me. She continued to shiver and I backed off, sensing her heightened sensitivity as her orgasm faded.

Ella looked a little woozy, like she was seeing double. Slowly, her eyes focused and she stared down at me, watching as I continued to stroke my cock near her pussy. “Want me to–?”

Yep.

I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up. Her lips immediately fell around my cock and she started sucking eagerly, desperately even.

“Fuck, that’s good,” I leaned back, letting her bob her head up and down in my lap. I was already close, so it didn’t take me long to grunt, “I’m cumming.”

A thick rope of cum sprayed against her palate. Another. Another. And still another. She swallowed every last drop like a good girl, her pussy still dripping down her thighs. When I was finished, she slapped my softening cock against her cheek, leaving a sparkle of semen behind.

“Well, that was way better than this shitty movie,” I joked.

“Mhm,” Ella’s hair was falling over her shoulders now. “Next time you should probably put this inside me, though.”