Self Fulfilling Rebound

Alexis Tae waited. She watched. When the breakup landed she moved. Oliver Flynn still smelled like her best friend’s perfume when Alexis kissed him, but that scent burned off fast. She dragged him down on the bed and took him in her mouth first, slow, letting him feel every wet pull. He grew heavy on her tongue, and she pulled off to suck his balls until they tightened. Then she turned, ass in his face, and sank into a 69 that left nothing polite between them. She ground against his mouth while her own stayed busy, spit sliding down his shaft, her nose brushing trimmed bush every time she swallowed. He licked, she moaned around him, neither one hurrying. When she felt his tongue press lower, she pushed back, let him taste where she wanted him most. He sat up, lined up, and slid straight into her ass. The stretch made her breath catch, but she stayed open, took every inch until her cheeks met his hips. He fucked her there, deep and steady, until her own slick ran down her thighs. She pulled off only to turn and swallow him again, ass to mouth, the taste sharp on her tongue. Ball sucking followed in lazy pulses, her lips soft, her hand working the shaft she’d just had inside her. They stayed locked like that, mouths and bodies trading places, the room thick with heat and the sound of skin meeting skin.