Sinful Cravings

What I secretly wanted ii

“Agh, f**k!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, the impact so intense that I arched my back in pleasure.

Drawing in a long, deep breath, I bit my lower lip and slowly began thrusting the dildo in and out of my p***y. My wetness gave it easy access as my other hand moved toward my left n****e, giving it a firm squeeze and making it hard. I continued moving the toy in and out of my p***y, soft moans escaping my lips as my eyes shut.

“Ahh, f**k…”

I tried biting my lower lip, attempting to control myself, but the pleasure was overwhelming. Besides, Phil might have already been asleep, so there was nothing to worry about, I muttered to myself as I kept thrusting in and out, pinching my already hardened n****e even harder. Suddenly, I felt a cold hands touch my shoulder.

With a swift motion, I opened my eyes and froze in shock.

Phil stood behind the couch where I sat, his face leaning close to mine with a smirk resting on his lips.

“Phil… I thought you were asleep,” I mumbled, my words tumbling out one after another as heat flushed through my entire body. Embarrassment washed over me. I should have been more careful.

“Jess, is it okay if I join you?” he asked, lifting his brows slightly.

Without even thinking twice, I nodded.

Of course I wanted him to join. I had always imagined what it would feel like to be intimate with Phil, so hearing his request sent a thrill through me.

I nodded again, a bright smile spreading across my face. In an instant, Phil moved around the couch and stood in front of me before placing his hands on his waist.

“I’ve always dreamed of the day I’d be allowed to taste you,” he said boldly, his words catching me off guard, but in a good way.

“I never knew you had your eyes on me,” I whispered in a teasing tone.

He scoffed. “Ohh, Jess,” he purred, his deep, seductive voice making my p***y walls clench in anticipation. “From the very first day I saw you, I have always yearned for you.”

I blushed, running my tongue across my lips as I winked at him.

Instantly, Phil went down on his knees.

I spread my legs wide open, giving Phil more access to stare at my shaved p***y. He smirked, placing his hands on each of my thighs to properly part my legs.

“Make sure your legs remain open, okay?” Phil purred, and I nodded.

He grabbed the dildo from my right hand and set it aside before sliding two fingers into his mouth, slicking them with saliva as he slowly caressed my c**t with his fingers.

“Ohh my God,” I moaned as I shut my eyes for a few seconds. The impact of Phil’s touch was much more than I had expected.

Seeing my reaction, Phil increased his pace, caressing my c**t in a circular motion, making my p***y drip with even more wetness.

“Don’t hold in your moans for me. I want to hear them,” he uttered, his deep voice showing how much he desired to hear me.

I swallowed hard and let go of my lower lip as he slid two fingers inside my opening.

“Ohh, fuccck!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. The impact of his broad fingers was quite intense.

Phil spat onto my p***y and then began shoving his fingers in and out, while his other hand made its way to my breast, giving it a rough squeeze. It prompted my back to jerk upward even more as my p***y clenched around his fingers.

“Ohh, I see you like it rough,” he purred in a teasing yet seductive manner before pulling his fingers out.

“Open your eyes, Jess,” Phil stated, his words sounding more like a command that I felt compelled to obey.

I opened my eyes wide and stared at him with arched brows.

“Is there a pro…” Before I could finish my question, Phil shoved two fingers deep inside my mouth, and his other hand, which was on my boob, gave my n****e a rough pinch.

“Ouch!” I whispered in pleasure. Phil didn’t allow me to fully compose myself as he drew his tongue toward my p***y, licking my wet juices while his fingers kept sliding in and out of my mouth, almost as if he planned to touch my throat with them.

“Ohh, Phil,” I gagged, saliva spilling from the side of my mouth as I firmly placed my hands on Phil’s hair, pushing his face closer to my p***y so his tongue could explore my c**t properly.

“Sweetheart, you taste so good,” Phil whispered while still licking me.

He used his teeth to give my c**t a gentle bite before pulling his mouth away.

“I wanna f**k you,” Phil suddenly declared with such confidence that my cheeks turned even redder.

Like a compelled kitten, I nodded my head and watched him rise from the floor to properly take off my shirt, which I helped him with a little.

After I was completely naked, Phil ran his tongue across his lips like a beast mesmerized by the sight of his prey.

“Shouldn’t you take off your boxer briefs?” I asked, one brow slightly raised.

He chuckled softly and nodded.

“Of course I will,” he said confidently as he began to remove his boxer briefs while I fixed my gaze on the bulge between his legs.

Immediately he took off the boxer briefs, and his big monster stood, seven inches tall, facing me with its thick veins.

“I like what I see,” I whispered, having no control over my lips.

“You should,” he uttered. “Now lie down.”

Once more, I complied with Phil’s words as I lay down on the couch on my back, my eyes fixed on him.

Phil knelt down with one leg on the couch while the other remained on the floor. He leaned closer to me, stroking his d**k with one hand while maintaining eye contact, making me hold my breath as I anticipated his blissful penetration.

Then, just as his d**k was an inch away from my p***y, he slapped it against me with the head of his d**k. My wetness made a slapping sound, and my eyes suddenly rolled backward.

Then, without warning, Phil slid his d**k deep into my p***y with one thrust.

“f**k,” I cursed beneath my breath as Phil grabbed onto my boobs, fiercely squeezing my n*****s with his fingers while slowly thrusting his hips, pulling his d**k in and out of me. I literally felt as if I were in cloud nine.

“Ohh, please, go harder…” I pleaded, wanting him to go deeper so I could feel his d**k touching my G-spot.

“You’re so sweet, Jess,” Phil moaned as he nodded, letting go of my n****e. Then he slapped my p***y, and in an instant my body jerked upward.

I thought Phil would stop there, but he didn’t. Instead, he began to increase his pace, his movements so swift that I didn’t even realize when my hands made their way to Phil’s butt, pulling him closer to me.

“Mmm… just like that.”

Phil kept f*****g my dripping p***y for about seven minutes when all of a sudden I felt his d**k getting bigger inside me, and that could only mean one thing.

Swiftly, he pulled his d**k out and pointed it toward my lips, but it ended up landing on my cheeks, lips, and even my chest.

“Now lick that c*m!” he commanded in an authoritative yet seductive voice.