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Most Eligible Bachelor 2
🕑 Added 2022-03-02 15:00:05 +0000 UTCIvy started unbuttoning her dress. She peeled its green ruffles, reminiscent of a laurel wreath about her cleavage, away from her huge, perfectly rounded tits. Dick’s hot eyes were as pointed as knives playing over her flesh. She shimmied out of her gown and let it drop. She wore nothing but her red lingerie and a pair of black high heels. She felt his appreciative eyes roaming all over her body.
“Turn around,” he said again, his voice deeper this time.
She turned for him. This time she felt even more humiliated than before, and yet she could also feel a warmth permeating her body. It was not like it had been with Harley. She told herself Dick couldn’t turn her on the way Harley did, but there was something so interesting about him. She liked Harley, but she needed him.
“Very nice,” he said. “Real goddamn nice. You make my prick hard just looking at you. That’s all that matters to you, isn’t it? That when you see my cock, it’s as hard as can be. Because then, if you get to touch it...”
Ivy blushed a little and brought her hands to her face, tucking her elbows in as if to cover herself. She didn’t cover herself, though. Not anything that mattered. It was all out in the open. She knew what he wanted. She wondered if it was worth it, to see that cock, that precious cock…
She decided it was, but not just because of his cock. The situation was beginning to turn her on.
“Come over here,” he said. “Earn my cock.”
Ivy went to him, throwing herself down into his lap without being asked. She moaned as she felt the hard pressure of his prick underneath her ass. She kissed him, rubbing her tongue against his, begging him with her body to see his cock…
“You’ve got great tits,” Dick said; his fingers immediately roamed over her flesh. “So fucking great. Bet they’d look perfect around my dick. Don’t you think they’d look good around my dick?”
“Yes… a dick could get lost in my tits,” Ivy smiled. “I want to see how much there is to see—because that’s how much is going to be hitting my cervix when you’re inside me.”
He stroked her blood-red hair as his cock stiffened. He had not expected her to be so willing. He knew now it was a certainty that he was going to get her sweet pussy, and that made his cock almost rip his trousers.
He bent his head and licked her jade nipple, feeling her shiver, feeling her nipple grow rigid in his mouth. He could not resist taking it between his teeth and gnawing on it, worrying at it until even Ivy had to moan.
“You make me feel so good!”
Her ass was rubbing against his cock and it was making him ache. He reached beneath her plump ass and found his zipper. Once it was down, he pulled his cock out of the opening. Damn, it felt good to have it resting against her asscheeks. Her panties felt so soft that it was hard to keep from shooting his wad right there.
Dick opened his mouth and sucked as much of her creamy hot flesh into his mouth as he could manage. He could hardly breathe. All around his nose he could smell her sweet, curlicued flesh. He released it with a smack of his lips and moved to her other breast.
“Oh God!” Ivy cried. “God, you’re making me hot.”
She pressed more of her hot tit into his mouth. She felt tingles all over her body. Ivy closed her thighs a little tighter as her juices wetted her panties. She started rubbing her thighs together, now grateful for the forbearance she’d shown in merely sitting on his lap like she was asking Santa for presents, rather than straddling him like a lapdancer, shoving her groin to his—as she’d wanted to do so bad.
She felt his hand on her knee and it slowly rubbed her thighs. She parted her legs only long enough to let his hand cover her burning pussy. His strong fingers rubbed her brutally, making the space between her legs burn red-hot.
“Take my panties off,” she whimpered. “Oh Jesus, take my panties off!”
“No,” Dick husked. “You’re going to do that for me. You love it so much, I wouldn’t think of not letting you strip for me.”
Before she could do that—before he would let her do that—his hot hand slipped under her panties, covered her mound, and one finger stabbed into her cunt.
“Don’t you just love my fingers in your cunt? Are they better than Harley’s? They are, aren’t they? If it were me, I couldn’t even remember Harley while I was getting off so hard—“
Ivy grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled his face against her globes. She urged him to bite her flesh while his hot finger worked inside her. Her clit swelled up and brushed against the hard edges of his knuckles.
“Put another finger in me!” she gasped. “That’s so good!”
Another of his slender, supple fingers stabbed her fiery sex. She rocked back and forth in his lap, felt his cock rubbing between her asscheeks. The feel of a man’s prick against her skin was shockingly new, a hit of a new drug, a high she wasn’t prepared for. She rocked faster with her juices coating his fingers, making them slipperier, their passage smoother.
“Mmmmm!” Ivy moaned. “You’re going to make me come like that! Fuck, you’re going to make me come!”
His fingers worked faster beneath her panties. She gasped for breath as she slid back and forth in his lap, her hungry cunt sucking at his fingers. Her hands ran through his hair, appreciating every soft strand of its dark luster.
“I’m coming!” she cried. “Your fingers feel so good, so good, AGHHH!”
She clenched as if to metaphorically dig her heels in, her pussy clutching his fingers so tight that it seemed nothing could escape, but Dick was determined to ravage her pussy. With the exquisite pleasure unable to eject his fingers, something else slipped free.
Ivy moaned pitifully as she squirted, and Dick groaned in answer, smelling her orgasm with flared nostrils.
Of all the women he’d made love to, of all the sexual perfume he’d sampled, hers had to be the most astonishing. It was like rosewater, florid, sweet, but almost spicy below it all. It was so strong that it made his mouth fill up with animalistic slobber, so strong that it made his head reel and his blood pressure go right through the roof. It seemed to have exactly the right chemistry to make even an impotent man go stiff as a railroad track. It was an olfactory call-to-arms that simply could not be ignored.
“You ever been fucked like that before?” he asked, trying to get his hardness under control before he fucked her. He felt like before he’d fucked Kory for the first time—like it would take an act of God to keep from coming in a handful of pumps. Thankfully, Barbara had well-prepared him for insatiable redheads, and Kory had only furthered his training.
Ivy shook her head. “Uh-uh.”
“Bullshit. I felt you. You were tight, but not that tight.”
“I’ve… there’ve been… dildos… tentacles… things.” Harley, Ivy thought distantly. She remembered Harley being fun, but nothing could be as fun as this!
“A dildo?” Dick grinned sharply. “You could have any man you wanted. Not… plastic.”
“I know that,” Ivy whispered. “I just… I don’t…”
“Don’t you?” Dick asked. “Come here and sit down by me.”
Ivy went to pull up a chair. Her eyes almost popped out of her head as she tugged it up to him and found herself looking at his impossible stiffness, realizing it was out in the open.
“Feel this,” he grinned, taking Ivy’s trembling hand and wrapping it around the thick hardness of his cock. “This isn’t plastic. It’s a real, live prick. All nice and warm for you.”
“I can feel it,” Ivy replied, almost whimpering, her juices starting to run anew while his huge cock throbbed in her grip. “I’ve never… not ever…”
“You want to, don’t you? Don’t you?”
“Oh please,” she begged. “I’ll do anything you want me to.”
“You’ll still wearing clothes. I told you to take them off.”
Ivy panted, not even trying to resist anymore, just wondering if she should, why she was so confused and hesitant to obey him when she knew, knew, just how good it would feel to be naked. She felt so very unsure about taking off her lingerie, but it still excited her to strip in front of Dick.
As he watched Ivy take away the tiny leaves that censored her nipples like a stripper’s pasties, Dick couldn’t believe the size of her full, firm tits, or the juicy nipples that capped them. Moments later, he watched her roll her wet panties down off her softly rounded hips.
Dick let out a low whistle of admiration. Staring between her mossy-soft thighs, he saw the startling pink of her labia. Shimmering drops of her arousal glistened on the moist flesh, and Ivy teasingly parted the lips to give him a better look.
“Do you like my pussy?” she whispered, her tone now sounding naughty, not hesitant. “I love showing off my pussy… it doesn’t even feel like I have one unless you’re looking at it… I feel like a woman when you’re looking at it.”
“Yeah,” Dick said. “I think I’ll have a taste.”
He became more excited with every passing moment. He dropped to his knees in front of the criminal, slowly lowering his face to her naked sex. It was pungent, flush with hot blood, so damp and sweet that he could taste it on the air. Her cunt was just begging to be licked! He deeply inhaled the fragrant scent, then ran his tongue up the length of her ready, willing slit.
“Ooooooh, shit, Dick!” she whimpered, her naked body trembling with lust as he tasted her cunt. “That feels so good!”
The man’s tongue felt much thicker and rougher than Harley’s, but was just as expert flicking back and forth across her sensitive cunt. Ivy had thoroughly enjoyed the way her bestie ate her out, but that was nothing compared to the skill with which Dick was going down on her. While Harley had raw enthusiasm and overweening affection, Dick had talent and patience and determination that Ivy never would’ve expected—but she supposed she should’ve, from Gotham’s Most Eligible Bachelor.
With his face buried in the mire of her clenching sex, Dick was introducing her to a myriad of new sensations. He lapped and sucked and sucked on her hard clit, until her bare ass was writhing all over her chair. Her juices rushed over his chin, into his mouth, and Dick was more than pleased that Ivy now belonged to him.
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Shendude
Magnificent!
