Little house in the woods in a storm Who: Paislee and Xander What: A night in When: Monday Night Where: Xander's house, in the scary woods Warnings: NSFW
Xander had just gotten up for the second time to check the locks for Paislee even though he was certain they were all safely latched. When he returned, he climbed back into his bed with her and curled up against the girl. "They're locked, just like I told you they were." he murmured, shaking his head a little. "You're safe, nothing is going to get you. No murderers and no beasties." he promised. It was stormy out and the poor girl was having a difficult time being out in the middle of the woods during a thunderstorm. "Never pictured you for a fraidy cat." he teased.
"I am not a fraidy cat." she insisted as she worked on a rolling a fat blunt for her and Xander. "We just happen to be in the perfect setting for a horror movie and I want to make sure the serial rapists have to work to get inside the house." she said to him with a smirk. Paislee had been spending a lot of time at Xander's. She hadn't been home save to pick up some clothes for about a week. Her dad hadn't seemed to notice yet and Paislee was hoping he wouldn't. Last thing she needed was bullshit from her dad.
"What if I'm the serial rapist?" he asked her. "It's always the boyfriend." he reminded her, rolling onto his back and letting his head fall back against the pillows. "You do realize that smoking that is going to make you paranoid more and I'm not going to check the doors again." he teased.
"If you're the serial rapist than at least I know I'll have an orgasm." she said with a giggle then lit up the blunt, taking a deep pull. "You'll just have to keep me distracted so I don't get paranoid." She relaxed back against the bed as she handed the blunt to him.
"If I'm a serial rapist, I'll be the one having the orgasm." he pointed out, reaching over to take the blunt from her and taking a hit. "And why do I have to be the one to keep you distracted? I'm going to sleep." he told her, though he doubted he would. Distraction would be his new goal tonight he supposed and most likely it would involve sticking his penis in some part of her so that was good on all counts. "How do you vote I distract you?" he asked, taking one more hit and handing over the blunt.
Paislee chuckled as she smoked and shook her head. "I'm laying in your bed in nothing but a t-shirt and you're gonna go to sleep? I guess my allure is gone. The honeymoon is over. Next comes the fighting and eventual divorce. Well, guess we had a good go of it." She was teasing him, of course.
"We'd have to get married first, Paise." he told her, shaking his head a little as he brushed his fingers through his hair and then shifted a bit so he could roll onto his side to look at her. Propping his head in his hand, he used the other to catch her chin and turn it towards him enough that he could steal a kiss in between her hits to that blunt. "But for the record, you haven't lost your allure." he assured her.
"Oh yea, forgot that part." she said, grinning as she kissed him back. "You haven't lost yours either. For example, I can't stop staring at your dick on those tight boxer briefs of yours." she said, her eyes dancing as she licked her full lips.
He couldn't help but smirk a little at her words. And did she have to lick those gorgeous lips of hers? "Yeah?" he asked. "Well you're more than welcome to stare at it all you want. Should I take off the boxers?" he questioned, arching a brow at her. "Give you a better view."
Pasilee tapped her finger against her chin as if she was really thinking hard about it. "Yes, I think you should." she said finally as she handed back the last of the blunt and laid down on the bed, stretching a bit. "I want to observe your cock unhindered."
He took the blunt and finished it off, then snubbed it out in the ashtray beside the bed. Once that was out of the way, he hooked his thumbs into the waistline of his boxer briefs and lifted his ass up off the bed enough to slip them off and fling them off the bed. "Observe away."
Paislee laid on her side, her eyes moving over his body to rest on his cock. He wasn't fully hard yet, but she could help him with that. She looked up at him and smiled wickedly as she licked her lips once more. She moved closed, sliding her hand down his chest as she moved downward. Slowly she began licking his half staff, looking up at him as she ran her tongue over him like he was an ice pop.
If she wanted him hard, she was certainly cruising in the right direction to get what she wanted. Xander's eyes moved over her face as she teased that wicked tongue of hers over his shaft. "I thought you just wanted to observe." he teased, a smirky little grin slipping over his lips. "I'd say you've taken appreciation to a whole new level."
She chuckled softly. "I'm a hands on observer." she said to him before her lips slid over the head of his cock. She moaned softly, her ass in the air a little as she began to suck on the head of his cock, her hands gripping his hips.
"I see that." he murmured, letting out a soft little groan when she started sucking at the head of his cock. There was something unbelievably sexy about a woman when her mouth was wrapped around a cock, especially around his and especially Paislee's mouth because she had these lips that were practically criminal. He watched her as she teased him, that smirk still on his lips. "You're so hot when you've got a mouth full of cock." he breathed.
Paislee moaned softly before she took more of him into her mouth, using her tongue and lips to pleasure him as her head moved slowly up and down. She was growing wet, so turned on by sucking him off. Paislee loved going down on him and often would just out of no where simply because she wanted to.
Some girls thought that sucking dick was a chore and often used it as a bargaining chip because they really just didn't want to do it. Xander had lucked out in that department because Paislee liked sucking dick. He quite approved of it especially since she was so damn good at it. And she also had this receptive way about her, picking up on the things that he liked and sucking him off like a champ each and every time. The more she teased him now, the harder he became. Lifting his hand, he pushed her hair back from her face and used the other hand to help him gather up her dark locks and pull them back so he could see her better as she went down on him. He planned to return the favor, but right now he was enjoying watching that cute little face bob up and down on his dick far too much to stop her.
She looked up at him as he moved her hair. She knew he loved to watch his dick go in and out of her, be it in her mouth or in her pussy. She had to admit she loved the look on his face when she had her mouth on his cock, as if he was in Heaven or something. Pasilee was also pleased when he took her hair in his hand because she knew if she really got him going, he would get rough with her and well, the girl liked it rough. She sucked him harder, taking more and more of his dick into her mouth with each head bob until she was fucking him with her mouth.
Hell yeah he liked watching his dick disappear between her lips, no matter which set of lips it was. It turned him on all the more and like she expected, after a moment or two he began to pull her hair a little, guiding her head as it moved against him. His hips arched every couple of bobs of her head to thrust up to meet her mouth. "Fuck..." he whispered.
Paislee moaned over the length of him as he began to guide her head, her fingers gripping his hips and urging him on every time he thrust up his hips. He was definitely rock hard now and her hips began to move involuntarily as she sucked him hard and fast, deep throating him with every pass.
Xander couldn't help but moan as she deep throated him. Dear god the girl had a mouth on her that could do things he'd only imagined in his most vivid wet dreams. If she kept it up, he'd be going off any second now. "Fuck, baby." he breathed. "I'm close..." he warned her. Not that it mattered because in five minutes he'd be ready to go again, if he even lost the hard-on to begin with. Knowing Paislee, she wouldn't let that happen.
Hearing that he was close made her moan and suck even harder. She liked getting him off with her mouth first. He would go all night and she knew it, but there was something about watching him blow in her mouth that drove her wild. Paislee loved that it was all her skill that had him coming and moaning. Not to mention he usually went wild on her after that first nut.
Xander was a teenage boy and had stamina for days. He'd go a couple rounds, eat a sandwich and then go a couple more rounds before lighting up and passing out. Then the next morning he'd go a few more rounds before breakfast. She didn't stop sucking him off and the more her pretty little head bobbed up and down, the closer he came. "Close." he told her again, cock twitching in her mouth like a warning of what was to come. His fingers tightened in her hair and he let out a groan. "Fuck me..." he gasped, hips arching up a bit as he let himself fuck that gorgeous mouth. "Oh fuck... I'm gonna come." he warned her about a split second before he did indeed start to spurt his hot seed into her mouth.
Paislee let out a loud moan as he finally came, his cock twitching in her mouth as she milked him dry, sucking on him until there was nothing more for her to swallow. She gave him a few more good sucks to keep him hard before she pulled back, licking her lips and laying back on the bed with a shit eating grin on her face. "That good for you, love?' she purred, her hands running over her thighs and teasing the edge of her shirt.
"Nah, I just fucking blew my load in your mouth because I got bored." he told her teasingly, smirking a little at his own assholeish teasing statement. "It was perfect, Leelee." he assured her, letting himself roll over enough that he could let his fingers slide over her t-shirt and lean in to catch her mouth.
She giggled at his teasing, knowing he had loved every second she had been going down on him. Her giggle was cut off by his mouth and she moaned, her hands sliding up his arms as he kissed her.
"You're so fucking sexy." he whispered. "Bet that tight little cunt is dripping after sucking that cock, isn't it?" he asked her, nipping her lower lip and giving it a little tug as his eyes met hers. "How bout you let me do something about that?"
A groan slipped from her and she shivered. "Mhmm...I'm so wet..." she practically whimpered. She quickly slipped off her little thong and tossed it away before taking off her t-shirt so she was as nude as he was.
He watched her take off her thong and that shirt and shifted back onto his back, moving the pillow from behind his head, an idea coming to him while she stripped. "Come here." he told her. There was no need for him to shift when she could just crawl that pretty little body of hers over top of him and control the situation. "Straddle my face, baby, and I'll return the favor."
Paislee's eyes were darkened with desire as he told her to straddle his face. She smirked and moved slow and sensual, lifting her leg over him as she gripped the head board. Her pussy was indeed wet as he predicted and she let it hover over his mouth.
Xander realized he quite liked this position. She could grip the headboard and he could lick her cunt until she exploded. Everybody wins. Hooking his arms around her legs, he leaned up and let his tongue slide over her slit, teasing from her entrance to her clit before giving the little bud a suck, groaning at the taste of her that lingered on his lips.
Her head tilted back as his mouth found her cunt and his tongue slid over her. A moan came from her as pleasure began to move through her and her pussy became even more yet. "Fuck baby, I love your tongue on my cunt..." she groaned in her Australian accent.
The accent was one of the things that Xander loved about Paislee. Gorgeous body, gorgeous mouth, gorgeous rack and an accent that got him hard by saying just about anything. Yeah, she was the perfect catch as far as he was concerned, both physically and emotionally. They touched on levels he'd never even come close to touching with any other girl. He groaned against her clit and continued to suck it for a moment before letting his tongue slide down her folds again, teasingly dipping into her entrance only to pull back so he could suck at her folds.
Everything he did made her body sing. He had learned her body so well in such a short time, and he had stolen her heart just as fast, even if Paislee herself didn't realize it yet. She couldn't get enough of him and she had never felt so close to something in her life. Her hips wriggled as he moved from her clit to her entrance only to tease her more, making her whimper with wanting. "Xander..."
God he loved hearing his name coming out of her mouth with that gorgeous accent wrapping around it in ways no other person could whisper it. He groaned against her, pulling her closer by tightening his grip on her. He let his tongue slide inside of her again and picked up a rhythm, effectively fucking her with the muscle, darting it in and out of her and curling it against her inner walls. He wanted to torment her the same way she'd tormented him.
As tight as he was holding her she couldn't move her hips and was forced to to enjoy the ride on his face. And enjoy it she did. "Oh fuck baby yea...." she groaned, her hands sliding up her own body to play with her breasts as he tongue fucked her cunt. "Goddammit...that feel so good..." She already felt the warm curl of climax building within her, the walls of her pussy beginning to tighten around his thrusting tongue.
From the angle they were at, he could only see the view of the undersides of her breasts, but god they were gorgeous, especially when she started playing with them. Seeing her so aroused she wanted to touch herself all because of what he was doing had him groaning out again as his tongue moved against her a bit faster. Her cunt was closing in on his tongue and he knew she was close, but he wanted her coming all over his face before he dared release her.
He was about to get his wish. Paislee let out a gasp moment before his name and a bunch of expletives from here and her home country poured from her mouth as her come poured from her pussy. Her orgasm rocked her body, sending pleasure spiralling through her. "Fuck yes, Xander!" she cried as she gripped the headboard rightly as jerked her hips in his hold. "My god baby..." she groaned, shuddering above him before her climax finally depleted, leaving behind some shuddering and one tight, soaked cunt.
Good god that was hot. As her muscles tightened completely, her cunt practically dripping against him, he continued to lap at her, taking in every drop of her juices that he could. Groaning against her, he didn't pull back or release her from his grip until her body stopped tensing up around his tongue. "Fucking hell." he breathed against her cunt, leaning up enough to catch her clit for one more little suck just to tease her. "This little pussy needs to take a trip to my cock right the fuck now."
A groan slipped from her as his arms loosened and her legs shook a bit. A small squeak came from her as he sucked her clit once more. She smirked at his demands for her pussy to be on his cock. She drew away from his face and brought her leg back over to get off of him before she flopped down on the bed. Looking at him and licking her lips she spread her legs wide, running her hands up her thigh and to the apex. She slid a finger inside of herself with a moan to tease him. "This pussy, right here?" she said to him, batting her eyelashes at him innocently. "This little cunt that you love so much? The one that I play with when I think of you?"
He nodded as he shifted, reaching for the drawer of the beside table and collecting a condom before moving to his knees between her thighs. He watched her hands as the moved over her cunt. "That pussy right there." he murmured, tearing into the wrapping of the condom with his teeth and flicking the trash away before sliding the latex sheath onto his cock. "Play with it some more." he told her. "Get it wet again for me since I licked all those sweet cunt juices off already."
"Mmmm, yes baby.." she said as she slid another finger inside of herself while using her thumb to rub her clit. She kept her eyes on him as she pleasured herself for him. "When I use my vibrator at home, I picture you fucking me." she moaned softly. She had spent a night or two at home since meeting him and every night she spent hours fucking herself and moaning his name.
He smirked a little as he listened to her talk about fucking herself with her vibrator. "Bet your little buzzing toy doesn't have anything on this dick." he told her, giving himself a few strokes over the condom just to tease her visually. "Just like my hand isn't near as fucking hot as that tight little cunt. Jacking off just doesn't do it for me anymore."
Paislee moaned as she fingered herself harder, panting a bit as her breasts bounced as she watched him stroking his cock. "Your dick is way better." she breathed. "I guess since you love shoving your cock in my cunt instead of jacking off, I'll have to be ready." she groaned. "And then you'll be able to fuck me whenever you want." Her pussy was getting good and wet, costing her fingers as she moaned louder.
He nodded, stroking his cock once more as he moved closer to her, his hands sliding along her thighs. He leaned over her to catch her mouth once, nipping her lower lip and giving it a tug. "Always be ready." he told her. "Maybe I'll crawl in your window and fuck you at your place." he murmured against her mouth. "See if you can be quiet so your Daddy doesn't know I'm boning his baby girl."
A whimper came from her at the thought of him crawling into her window and having his way with her. It was so fucking hot to think about it made her crazy. "You might have to cover my mouth with your hand or gag me to make sure I'm quiet." she hissed out, her hips lifting up, wanting his cock inside of her even as she continued to finger fuck herself.
He smirked a little at that thought, his hand sliding up her chest and over her neck and then up to her mouth. He splayed his fingers out over her mouth, and leaned in to catch her neck with his lips, kissing up to her ear as he teasingly rocked his hips against hers. "Like this?" he whispered against her skin.
Pasilee groaned against his hand as he covered her mouth, her eyes a little wide with wicked desire as she took her fingers out of herself, letting his sheathed cock rub against her coast pussy. "Mmhmm." she said, the noise muffled against his hand. She was so turned on it was crazy.
He kept her mouth covered with one hand and used the other to guide himself against her dripping cunt, sinking into her with only a little bit of force. He groaned out at the feel of her muscles clenching around him and wasted no time in picking up a rhythm. "I think I kinda like your mouth covered." he whispered, tugging at her earlobe. "But I like it better when you're screaming my name because I'm fucking that pussy so right."
There was something insanely sexy about him being in control like he was, his hand on her mouth. Then his cock was inside of her and he started fucking her immediately. That was what she wanted. "Mmmmmm!!!" she screamed behind his hand, her hips slamming back against him really hard. Paislee didn't not want gentle right now one bit. She wanted hard, fast, messy fucking.
Xander was going to give her what she wanted. His free hand snaked into her hair, tugging at the strands as he pulled back enough to watch the expression on her face. He kept her mouth covered as his hips picked up the pace and the force behind each and every thrust. She probably would be walking wobbly for at least a day after he was through with her. "Such a tight little cunt." he told her, practically growling out the words. "I love fucking that soaking pussy." he breathed.
She screamed again, his hand muffling the noises as he pulled her hair and fucked her harder. His dirty words made her shudder as her nails dug into his shoulders. How hard he was fucking her and holding her down made her fight him, which made it all the more sexy and naughty. Paislee was loving every second of it.
He was stronger than her so she could fight him all she wanted. Really it just made him want her all the more. If she'd really wanted to be let go, he would have of course, but he knew with the way her cunt was clenching around him the last thing she wanted was to be released. He leaned down again and caught her earlobe with his teeth, giving it a little tug as he slowed the pace but picked up the force. "Don't fight it..." he breathed. "You like me fucking you and we both know it." he whispered. "You like being my dirty little whore."
Xander really knew just how to push all her buttons. It was exciting, to be completely at his mercy like this. Maybe she was fucked up, but she loved the total loss of control. And goddamn his wicked words made her pussy even more hot and wet. Yes, Paislee loved being his dirty little whore and she loved even more to hear about it from his lips as he fucked her wildly.
"You like that big cock, don't you, baby?" he whispered against her ear, his hips never once halting their movements. "Like being the only one that gets that dick shoved in their tight little hole?" Something about the way she responded to his dirty talk had him whispering words he usually wouldn't.
Muffled noises came from her and the more he spoke, the more her cunt rippled around him, as if her very body was egging him on, to fuck her more and speak to her like she was some slutty tramp. He had scratches on his back and her legs kicked, but her eyes begged for more.
She might have been kicking her legs like she wanted to be released, but he knew better. "Fucking whore..." he whispered against her ear, then let his lips slide down her neck only to part and catch her skin between his teeth. He rocked his hips harder against hers, thrusting like it was what kept him alive.
His teeth against her neck had her hips backing upward to meet his desperate thrusting. She couldn't believe what was coming out of his mouth, but she was loving every second. She was coming closer to climax, her muffled screamed growing more high pitched and she clawed his back a bit more with her nails.
"Dirty fucking whore..." he breathed against her neck as he rocked his hips even more forcefully against her, his pace picking up as he felt her cunt tightening around him. "You like that dick, huh?" he gasped. "You wanna come all over that cock, you dirty little slut. Come for me." he breathed. "Come all over that cock, you dirty fucking slut."
His words, demanding she come with such foul language as he fucked her even harder, which she didn't think was possible, sent her over the edge. She ripped her mouth from beneath his hand and screamed his name as thunder rumbled and lighting struck outside. She came in a rush, tightening around his thrusting cock and coming all over it. "Fuck, Xander, YES!!!!" she screamed as she bucked under him.
He was glad she ripped her mouth from beneath his fingers. He wanted to hear her come along with feeling it. As soon as his name left her mouth, he shifted back onto his knees, his hands catching her thighs as he fucked her harder through her climax, pushing himself closer to his own. "Fucking hell." he groaned. "Such... a... tight... fucking cunt..." he growled between pounding thrusts.
Paislee gasped and he was still fucking her. Her fingers gripped the sheets tightly as he pounded away at her pussy through her climax only be begin bringing her back up again. "Fuck...goddammit...fuck me...like...I'm...your....bitch..." she gasped out, watching to see is cock slam into her over and over, the sight of it so fucking hot. She was going to come again and she knew it.
"You are my bitch." he told her, fucking her harder still, his fingers digging in against the flesh of her thighs. He pulled her tighter against him, lifting her ass up off the bed as he drilled himself against her cunt. "Fucking slut..." he breathed, head rolling back on his shoulders for a brief moment as he let out a growling sort of moan. Letting his head loll forward again, he groaned and rocked his hips harder into hers. "So fucking close..." he breathed. "Clench that cunt." he commanded. "Milk that dick, baby, make it come."
At the moment, yes, Paislee was absolutely her bitch. He fucked her cunt like he owned it at at this point he fucking well did. Just when she thought he was fucking her as hard as he could he managed to do it harder. He demanded she make him come, to clench her cunt around him. She had already been teetering on the edge of climax and his command had her coming all over again. She screamed as pleasure slammed all of her senses and her cunt tightened like a vice around his cock. Paislee was completely lost in the haze of pleasure. "Fuck yes, fuck fuck, goddamiit, you fucking yea!" she cried, babbling incoherently about how much she loved his cock.
And that was the clenching he needed to drive him right over the edge. He exploded with a force that rocked through him, his thrusts not changing in speed or pressure until he'd spilled his load completely into the latex sheath between them. "Fuck." he gasped out in between thrusts. "Fuck... squeeze that dick." he told her, his thrusts finally slowing to a lazy rhythm as he tortured his sensitive cock with a few more slides into that dripping channel.
Pasilee groaned under him, her entire body shuddering. She tensed when he told her to squeeze his dick, making her pussy ripple more around him, tightening even more as he slid in and out slowly. She knew how to make her cunt clench on command and used the ability now to squeeze him over and over, groaning under him as she panted heavily.
He shuddered as he gave one more thrust into her, lingering inside of her only a moment or so more before he released her hips and gripped his dick to keep the condom on as he slid out of her. Slipping the condom off and tying it, he tossed it in the trash and fell back against the bed beside her. "Fucking hell." he murmured, letting out a panting sort of breath as he tried to regain the ability to think.
Paislee lay on her back, relearning how to breathe ad her entire body shuddered. She was filled with the sweet ache that only sex like they had just had could give someone. She let out a little groan and made herself roll over so she could curl against his side. "Mmmmm..." was the most she could vocalize at the moment as she slowly started to come down.
Xander slipped his arm around her body and pressed his lips against her forehead. "I don't really think you're a slut..." he whispered against her skin. Perhaps now wasn't the time to say so, but he wanted her to know that just because he uttered things in the heat of the moment, it didn't mean he really thought them.
Paislee smiled as she snuggled against him and put her arm over his middle. "I know, Xander." she murmured. "Sex talk. It's hot. No worries." she said as she shuddered again from an after shock. The rain pelted on the roof and the sound was oddly soothing as Paislee was spent.
He nodded a little and kissed her forehead again. So long as she knew it was just sex talk, he was fine. He hoped he hadn't hurt her too badly, but figured if he had, she'd tell him.
The petite girl would definitely be aching and wobbling in the morning, if she could even manage to get out of bed, but it was fine. She had loved every second of it and he had definitely distracted her. In fact, he had fucked her so hard and long she could barely stay awake.
Xander reached over with his free hand and turned off the bedside lamp. Once it was off, he curled against her and pulled the blanket over their bodies. The sound of the rain outside was definitely soothing, enough that he knew he'd be asleep in moments. Nothing like a little loving to wear a guy out.