Taming Sierra's Ambition
"Ah... that tickles..."
I ran my fingers through Sierra's hair as she leaned against my chest, gently stroking the back of her head. Savoring the sweet scent wafting from her silky brown locks, I brushed the long strands aside to expose her pale, delicate nape. I licked my way up her neck, watching closely for her reaction.
Clench.
She gripped my collar, letting out a breathless moan. Peeking out her plump tongue like someone desperate for a taste, she looked every bit a woman deeply in love. I captured her sweet, yearning tongue with my lips before slowly rising from the bench.
"Mmh, nnh... slurp... kiss..."
Bending over her as if to devour her whole, I feasted on her mouth. She responded shyly, her tongue tangling with mine like ivy climbing a wall, her plump lips parting and pressing against mine like ripe, yielding fruit. As my kisses grew more urgent, Sierra's back arched, her voluptuous body pressing closer and closer against mine.
"Phew... you absolute playboy..."
Breathing heavily through her nose, Sierra glared at me the moment our lips parted, trying to catch her breath. Frustrated yet clearly ecstatic from my experienced touch, she traced her lips with a slender finger, checking her smudged lipstick.
"Now I have to reapply it..."
"Actually, I have a favor to ask."
"Yes?"
Click.
Sierra, who had pulled out her lipstick and a hand mirror to touch herself up, looked up at my request. She expertly applied the lipstick, pursing and parting her lips, before letting out a flustered, slightly indignant huff.
"Honestly...! I thought we were finally having a romantic moment...!"
"I've never had anyone do this for me before. I want you to be my first, Sierra."
"You certainly know how to sweet-talk a girl...!"
Though she grumbled, the word 'first' seemed to please her. A fleeting smile crossed her face before she quickly masked it with a neutral expression. She gave my chest a playful shove, pushing me back down onto the bench. After smoothing down her skirt, she slowly knelt on the ground before me.
Zip.
"Ugh... I swear, it's just too big..."
Her voice trailed off as she unzipped my trousers. Even through my underwear, my erect shaft stood tall and imposing. Sierra stroked its length with her delicate hand, glaring up at me.
Throb.
"Whoa..."
Despite having sucked it multiple times already, she still seemed startled by how aggressively it twitched. Yet, she wrapped her hand around my underwear-clad shaft and began to slowly stroke it.
Rub, rub.
The friction of the fabric against my skin, the cool touch of her hands, and the sight of Sierra looking up at me with a flushed, embarrassed face as she diligently stroked me—all of it, combined with the thrilling vulnerability of being outdoors, sent a rush of pure euphoria straight to my brain. This was, without a doubt, the best moment I'd had in a long time.
"Are you really going to do it?"
When I asked, watching her lips twitch as she stared intently at my cock, she flared up defensively for a second before immediately softening, answering in a small, submissive voice.
"I said I would...! Just wait a second. I need to prepare myself mentally...!"
Huff, puff. In, out.
It was incredibly endearing to watch a grown, refined lady squatting in her skirt, legs spread wide, taking deep breaths right in front of my cock. The sight made my already rock-hard shaft throb even harder, pulsing with anticipation for her service.
"Hnnn..."
Slide... Boing!
"Ow!"
Having finally steeled her resolve, Sierra used both hands to free my throbbing cock from my underwear. Her clumsy touch briefly caught the shaft on the waistband, but the moment she pulled the fabric all the way down past my balls, my cock sprang free like a coiled release, slapping her right on the nose.
"Hey...! It's just as obnoxious as its master!"
Squeeze!
Indignant at the sudden assault, Sierra squeezed my shaft tightly with her delicate hand. The unexpected pressure forced a sharp gasp from my throat, and I gripped the edges of the bench to keep from crying out.
"That hurts...!"
"It was an accident, hmph."
Feeling a bit sheepish at my low warning, she brushed her hair back and wet her dry lips with her tongue. Then, she slowly brought her mouth to my gripped shaft.
Smooch...
Her plump lips pressed against my glans like a tender kiss shared between lovers. Looking up at me with a mischievous smirk, Sierra watched my tip twitch and tease her, prompting her to plant more playful kisses.
"Mwah, smooch, kiss... ♡"
Excited by her touch, a bead of pre-cum had formed on my thick glans like morning dew. Sierra didn't seem to mind at all. She eagerly kissed the tip, leaving a glistening thread of fluid stretching between her lips and my cock as she showered it with affection.
I leaned back against the bench, savoring her kisses. The thrilling exposure of being outdoors made my climax rush to the surface, and I had to fight with everything I had to keep from blowing my load from her lips alone.
"Fufu, so sensitive... ♡"
Seeing me struggle to hold back, Sierra looked up with a teasing smirk, deliberately trying to provoke me.
"You're going to pay for this in a minute..."
"Oh, I'm so scared~ Blehh."
Ignoring my low threat, she kept planting playful kisses with a mischievous grin. Then, she stuck out her wet tongue and let a thick drop of saliva fall right onto my tip.
Squish, squish.
Her slender fingers worked the sticky saliva over my shaft, creating a wet, frothy lather. She licked the glistening tip and the opening of my urethra with the tip of her tongue, gauging my reaction, before finally opening her mouth wide and taking the head inside.
"Suck, slurp... Mmh, gulp... ♡"
She sucked on the head as if enjoying a delicious treat, swallowing the pre-cum. Looking up at me with heavy, lustful eyes, she swirled her tongue around my glans inside her wet mouth, delivering an agonizingly exquisite sensation.
"Ngh..."
My hips twitched at the teasing pleasure. Unable to take it anymore, I reached down and gripped her hair. Feeling my hand on her head, Sierra gave a sly, fox-like smile and slowly, deliberately slid my shaft deeper down her throat.
Slurp, slurp, slurp.
The rhythmic bobbing of her head, the pool of warm saliva, the tight pressure of her mouth, and the constant friction of her hot tongue combined to push me right to the brink.
"I'm going to cum..."
"Slurp, suck, gulp, slurp... ♡"
Swallowing me all the way to the base with a wet, squelching sound, Sierra constricted her throat tightly and tickled my shaft with her tongue. The intense heat and the throat-tightening pressure—almost as tight as a real vagina—showed just how much her skills had improved. Marveling at her dedication, I gripped her head firmly.
"I'm cumming...!"
Holding her head in place with both hands so she couldn't pull away, I unleashed a torrent of hot semen. Her half-lidded eyes went wide as the thick spurts hit the back of her throat. Her hands draped over my knees, holding her steady as she greedily drank down every drop.
"Mgh, glug, nn... ♡"
Pop!
Once I had emptied my load entirely into her mouth, Sierra smiled and slowly let my shaft slide out. With a wet, sticky sound, my glistening cock slipped from her lips, slowly beginning to soften.
"Haa..."
Still squatting, Sierra swallowed the remaining fluid with a soft gulp. She gave me a shy, resentful look, but then opened her mouth wide to show me she had swallowed every drop. The warm breath rising from her mouth, combined with her innocent eyes looking up at me—and a single stray pubic hair stuck to the corner of her lips—made my cock twitch and harden all over again.
"Fuck, you are so hot..."
My re-erecting shaft was stained with traces of her dark red lipstick. Looking at the smudges along the shaft, I pressed my glans against her lips. Sierra gave me a look of mock exasperation, though she secretly loved it.
"Do you really like it that much...? Honestly..."
"Leave a few more marks for me."
"You're hopeless... pervert."
Smooch, smooch.
Kiss, kiss.
She deliberately made wet, sloppy sounds as she looked up at me. I stroked her hair, enjoying the view. Each time her plump lips pressed against my shaft, they left a fresh crimson mark. Fully erect and throbbing, I finally stood up from the bench and gripped her shoulders.
"...Can I?"
"...You really have no sense of romance..."
Sierra squirmed, crossing her thighs as she avoided my gaze. I led her into the shade of a massive old tree, leaning her back against the trunk before leaning in close.
"Wait a second..."
Click. Swish, swish, spit.
Perhaps self-conscious about having just sucked my cock, she pulled a small bottle of mouthwash from her pouch, took a swig, swished it around, and spat it onto the ground. I stepped closer, looking down at her, but she stopped me once more.
"Just one more thing."
Click. Spritz, spritz.
She pulled out a breath spray, spritzed her mouth, and exhaled into her palm to check her breath. She frowned, clearly unsatisfied.
"Oh no, I think I still smell like cum..."
"I don't mind."
"Of course you don't, it came out of your body. I'm the one who has to worry."
I don't particularly like the taste of my own cum either... I thought, but I kept the comment to myself. Pointing out the flaw in her logic would only ruin the mood we had spent so long building.
"I want to taste your lips. Right now."
"What are you even saying... hmph..."
Blinking in surprise at my bluntness, Sierra looked away and clicked her tongue. But while her eyes avoided mine, her lips were pouted invitingly, and she kept stealing glances at my face.
Smooch.
"Mmh..."
"Is it really only for today?"
When I asked with a teasing grin, Sierra gave my chest a playful punch and nodded.
"Of course...! Don't get ahead of yourself...!"
"But I want to keep doing this..."
I wedged my knee between her thighs, slowly forcing them apart. She tried to squeeze them shut, but her legs kept bumping against my knee until she was forced to yield. Her hips lifted slightly, leaving her legs spread wide open for me.
"...I said no..."
Rustle.
Despite her weak protest, I grabbed the hem of her skirt and slowly rolled it up. As the fabric gathered, her intimate area was gradually exposed. I savored the view, and as my hands moved faster, Sierra bit her index finger in anxiety, glaring at me with flushed cheeks.
"Haa, ahh..."
Her mound was laid bare. As usual, her underwear had lost all functionality, the soaked fabric clinging tightly to her skin and outlining her prominent cameltoe. I traced the sensitive line of her mound with my index finger and whispered softly in her ear.
"Once you get a taste of this, there's no way you'll stop at today... You should run away while you still can."
It was a genuine warning. Could a woman with a body as sensitive and lewd as hers really hold back after just one taste? Even now, just from my finger teasing her, her pussy was trembling violently, soaking her thighs with juices. There was no way she could resist.
"Ngh... as if...!"
"Alright. Don't try to stop me now."
Slide.
"Mmh, ah... do whatever you want..."
I hooked my finger into her panty strap and slowly pulled it down. A thick thread of arousal stretched along with the fabric, and a stream of wetness trickled down her thigh. Lifting her legs slightly, I stripped her panties completely off and buried my face in her plump, twitching slit, which was already dripping with sweet nectar.
Slurp, squelch, suck.
"Mnh, ah, nnh, haaa... ♡"
Clench.
I licked up her soaking wet slit and took a plump fold of her labia into my mouth. Nibbling on the soft flesh filling my mouth, I sucked on her greedily, using the muscles of my jaw to feast on her.
Sierra covered her mouth with one hand, shaking her head wildly, before suddenly grabbing my hair and pressing my face firmly against her crotch. Obliging her silent plea, I pressed my lips hard against her flesh and slowly slid my tongue into her opening.
Squirm, squirm.
Her walls clamped down tightly around my invading tongue. I used the tip of my tongue to press firmly against the upper ridges of her entrance. With her clitoris stimulated from behind, Sierra's hips bucked against the tree trunk as she desperately tried to muffle her moans.
"Mgh, ah, nnh, h-hyah...! ♡"
Her struggle to stay quiet only fueled my desire to break her. I pulled back from her slit and focused entirely on her swollen, erect clitoris. I flicked my tongue against the tiny, engorged pearl, then gently nipped it with my front teeth before licking upward with intense strokes. Sierra finally broke, reaching a massive climax as a heavy stream of crude fluid squirted directly onto my face.
"Stop... I'm sorry... I didn't know... I'm going to die..."
Slurp, slurp, slurp.
"Ahhh! Don't lick me there... let me go, stop...!"
Ignoring her tearful pleas, I drank down her sweet juices like a dying man finding an oasis in the desert. Even as she thrashed her head and tried to push me away, I refused to let go, sucking and licking her relentlessly until she squirted a second time and went completely limp.
"Haaah... ♡ I don't know anymore, I don't know... ♡"
The wet, squelching sounds and her wanton cries made my cock throb painfully. Clinging to her thighs as she slumped against the tree like melting slime, I continued to lick her wet slit. Whether she screamed, cried, or tried to push my face away, I held her thighs tight, biting and licking her swollen flesh with single-minded focus.
After some time, I wiped my wet mouth with my sleeve and looked down at Sierra, who lay sprawled on the ground like a doll with its strings cut. My tongue was sore and my face was sticky, but the sight of her swollen, twitching slit still weeping juices filled me with an immense sense of satisfaction.
"Haa... ah... nn..."
Squirt!
Even though I wasn't touching her anymore, the lingering aftershocks of pleasure made Sierra squirt once more as she lay on the ground. To think that proud, capable lady could be reduced to such a helpless, twitching mess by residual pleasure alone.
I stared down at her like a wolf eyeing its prey, my erect cock twitching. Sensing my predatory gaze, Sierra shivered, her voluptuous breasts and plump thighs trembling as she tried to curl into a ball.
"Ngh... no more... please..."
Yet, despite her tearful begging, her body—completely conquered by pleasure—had other ideas. Her thighs slowly parted, exposing her swollen, twitching slit. Her opening pulsed invitingly, as if begging for my throbbing cock to fill it.
"Ah... don't come near me... I hate this..."
She covered her face with the back of her hand, trembling as she whimpered in mock despair. But beneath her hand, a wanton, helpless smile was stretched across her lips.