Painting my cock
“Well for one thing, you know I’m on my period and you haven’t tried to fuck me once. You know I like sex when I’m on my period, and what’s worse, I know you like it.”
“I want more intimacy”, Simone declared with a twinkle in her eye and a tone to keep me on my toes.
Knowing she already had something in mind, I couldn’t help but ask, “How so?”
“Well for one thing, you know I’m on my period and you haven’t tried to fuck me once. You know I like sex when I’m on my period, and what’s worse, I know you like it more.”
“My god I’ve been so selfish”, I say with a smile and a hint of sarcasm.
“Come on honey, let me paint your cock”, Simone whispered as she reached to undo the top button on her jeans.
She revealed practical black cotton panties and then sat on the leather couch to pull her jeans off and tossed them onto the floor. Settling back into the couch, she spread her legs slightly, and started caressing her clit through the fabric. As she found her rhythm, she closed her eyes and her lips parted slightly with her breathing.
After a few moments I pushed the table to the side, and as I watched her, removed my jeans and underwear — and started stroking my cock. She opened her eyes, smiled, and we watched each other masturbate. Slowly, without taking her eyes off my cock, she shifted and lifted her ass slightly to remove her panties and tossed them to the floor. She settled back into the couch with her legs spread wider to exposing her pussy and a small string complementing the folds.
“Go on baby; you know you want to. After that, this very wet pussy is all yours.”
After briefly considering the invitation, I knelt and reached between her legs for the string. It was a little slippery so I curled it around my finger and pulled. The tampon was deep red, and I let it dangle for a moment before I tossed it to the floor. Simone had reached down to rub her clit as I stared at her wet and open pussy, and reached for my cock.
“Let me fuck you from behind”, I said as I stood.
Simone laughed and eagerly shifted her position to all fours with her legs slightly apart and pussy inviting — I moved behind her, and before she could offer any assistance, guided my cock inside her. She groaned as I slid my cock deeper into her wet cunt. My hands fell to her hips as I thrust into her and we found our rhythm.
“Oh my god, yes. Just like that. Paint your cock baby and make me cum.”
As we thrust harder and faster, I looked down at my cock — it glistened red with her blood and her juices. I shifted my weight slightly and Simone had reached to rub her clit as we fucked. Simone’s moans filled the room as she orgasmed and then fell quiet as I started to build. I looked down at my painted cock one more time, and with a heavy groan, came. Still hard, I wrapped my arms around her waist and rested my chest on her back and we settled into each other.
Simone broke the silence with a whisper and a giggle.
“Let’s go get cleaned up, and let’s be careful this time — last time the place looked like a murder scene.”
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