John Had Paizuri

The car's engine faded as Sarah and Laura pulled out of the driveway, leaving Kael and Kelly alone in the kitchen. Kael leaned back in his chair, eyeing her across the table where she sat, her messy hair falling over her shoulders, that smirk still tugging at her lips. "Kelly," he said, raising an eyebrow, "did Laura really smack you out there?"

She shrugged, leaning forward on her elbows, her tits pressing against her T-shirt. "Yeah, she whacked my ass with her hand," she said, her voice casual. "Didn't hurt much, though."

Her eyes locked onto his, bright and mischievous, and her next words explained that weird, excited glint he'd seen when she came back inside. "Honestly? It kinda turned me on," she admitted, biting her lip.

Kael laughed, "You're one kinky little slut, aren't you?" he teased. "Getting wet thinking about me fucking you from behind 'cause it's all anonymous and dominating, and now your pussy's tingling from a slap on the ass."

She grinned wide, not even blushing. "You got a problem with that, Uncle John?"

"Fuck no," he shot back, leaning closer. "I love how nasty you are. So, what do you wanna do first with our alone time?"

Kelly tilted her head, thinking it over, her fingers tapping the table. "Well," she started, "I think today's the day we should go all the way, you know, your cock in my pussy… but…"

"Yeah?" Kael prompted, his dick already stirring in his jeans at the thought.

"I want you to last a long fucking time when you're inside me," she said, her voice dropping low and serious. "So I figure the best way is to get you off first, like, make you cum now. Then later, when your dick's ready again but not so quick to blow, we can fuck for real."

Kael smirked, impressed. "You're a damn strategist, huh? Planning out my cock like that. I fucking like it."

"Cool," she said, hopping up from her chair, her eyes glinting with excitement. "So how do you want me to get you off this time?"

"There's this thing every guy loves," Kael said, standing up too, his cock already half-hard just talking about it. "Cumming between a girl's tits. It's like fucking her pussy, but she can squeeze 'em and move 'em different ways."

Kelly's grin got wider, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "Fuck yeah, I'm into that. You'll shoot your cum all over me again, right?"

He nodded, his dick twitching. "Hell yeah, all over your chest."

"Perfect," she said, practically bouncing with enthusiasm. She grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt and yanked it over her head in one quick pull, tossing it to the floor. Then she shimmied out of her jeans, kicking them aside, revealing she'd been bare underneath—no bra, no panties, just her naked body, tits perky and pussy already glistening between her thighs.

"Naughty little bitch," Kael said, laughing as he stepped closer, his eyes raking over her. "Walking around commando all morning?"

She tossed her hair back with a shrug. "Who the fuck was gonna notice? Now, how do we do this. What position?"

"Sit on the sofa," Kael directed, pointing to the living room. "Lean back into the corner, prop yourself up against the cushions."

Kelly strutted over, her ass jiggling with every step, and plopped onto the sofa. She scooted into the corner, leaning back against the cushions, her legs spread a little, her tits sitting high on her chest.

Kael followed, peeling off his shirt and dropping his jeans and boxers in one go, his cock springing free, thick and hard, the tip already shiny with precum. He moved over to her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders, and pulled her into a kiss. His lips pressed against hers, soft at first, then he slid his tongue out, brushing it over her lips. She opened her mouth, letting him in, and he pushed his tongue inside, slow and wet. She moaned soft, her tongue flicking against his, teasing back, her hands grabbing his hips to pull him closer.

After a minute, she broke the kiss, her lips wet and red. "Okay, show me how this tit-fucking works," she said, her voice husky, her nipples hardening just from the thought.

Kael climbed onto the sofa, kneeling over her, his knees on either side of her hips. He lowered himself until his cock rested right in her cleavage, the head poking up between her tits, hot against her skin. "Do we need lube or something?" Kelly asked, glancing down at his dick nestled there.

"I got an idea," Kael said, smirking. He slid his right hand down her stomach, between her legs, and found her pussy, dripping wet, just like he figured. He dipped two fingers into her cunt, scooping up her slick juices, and rubbed them over his cock, coating it 'til it glistened. "That'll do the trick."

"Fuck, that's hot," Kelly said, watching him slick his dick with her own wetness. Kael started moving, sliding his cock up and down between her tits, the slippery heat of her skin feeling almost as good as a pussy. She caught on quick, pressing her hands against the sides of her tits, squeezing them together tight around his shaft. Her soft flesh hugged him, her hard nipples brushing against his stomach every time he thrust up, sending little jolts through her too.

He picked up the pace, pumping his cock between her tits faster, the wet sound of skin on skin filling the room. Kelly moaned soft, her fingers digging into her own tits, her nipples getting harder against him as she got turned on. "Fuck, this feels good," she muttered, her eyes locked on his cock sliding up and down her chest.

"Gonna cum soon," Kael gasped, his balls tightening, the pressure building fast. His thrusts got jerky, and then he groaned loud as the first thick spurt of cum shot out, hitting her throat, splattering across her neck in a hot, white streak. Kelly gasped, her mouth dropping open, and he kept going, another spurt blasted out, coating the top of her tits, dripping down toward her nipples. A third shot landed lower, pooling between her breasts, sticky and warm.

She dipped her fingers into the cum on her chest, smearing it around, then brought them to her mouth, sucking them clean with a loud, wet slurp. "Mmm, your cum tastes so fucking good," she said, licking her lips like she couldn't get enough.

Kael panted, grabbing the tissue box from the coffee table. He wiped his cock first, cleaning off the mix of her pussy juice and his cum, then leaned down to mop up her throat and chest, brushing over her nipples as he went. "You're a messy little slut, huh?" he teased, tossing the tissues aside.

Kelly grinned, stretching her arms over her head, her tits bouncing. "And you love it," she said back.