Most Eligible Bachelor 3 (Patreon)

Locking his skilled lips tightly around her taut little clit, Dick sucked hard and fast. He was thrilled by the erotic taste that filled his mouth. It seemed to be the flavor of pure pleasure. Her pussy suddenly contracted, and just as suddenly a gush of her hot juices filled his mouth, overwhelming his palate with so much of her honeyed taste that it bordered on spectacle.

Ivy cried out; she couldn’t take the intense pleasure with her usual dignity. Already too much for her pussy, it flowed out of her core to every part of her trembling body, squeezed one way while her juices were pressured into going the other way. Dick licked and sucked on her horny little bud until she there was no taking the intensity of what she was feeling.

“Oh, Dick!” she whined. “You’re driving me crazy!”

Dick released her clit from his mouth, sliding his lips over its burgeoning stiffness all the way out. Then he drilled his powerful tongue into the folds of her cunt.

“Oooooooh!” she shrieked. “You’re the most wonderful man I’ve ever met!”

Trembling with excitement, Ivy absolutely delighted in the naughty things Dick did to her womanhood. Every time she felt his tongue slither into her, she’d involuntarily arch her body up tighter against his masterful tongue.

“Yes, Dick! Sweet Dick,” she sobbed as he licked up even more of her scalding cunt. “I think I love you.”

He lapped up her juices as fast as they flowed across his tongue, cock throbbing and aching with desire. He wanted into the tightness he knew was waiting for it, the tightness he could taste, but he wanted to make Ivy come too, come like she had on his fingers, come where he could drink it.

And just like that, she was.

Dick groaned, reveling in the feel of her liquid satisfaction washing over his chest and belly. He grabbed Ivy’s asscheeks and turned them up so she too could see her juices running her red-thatched slit.

Up close, the perfumed scent made his head swim. He shoved his nose into her labia, lapping at the juices even as they filled her sweet pussy. The taste of her ejaculation made his tongue tingle with its sweetness, but he forced himself to swallow and soon he was relishing the taste, sickly sweet as it was. He jerked off to it, keeping his cock from even thinking of getting soft.

Ivy rubbed her pussy against his mouth in a loving kiss. “Drink it, Dick! Oh, yes!” She rutted, fucking his mouth as she came, making him lick deeply between her dripping labia lips. “Eat me! Suck me! I’ll come again, I’ll promise, you can have as much as you want!”

And he would, but not of that. Finally pulling his tongue from Ivy’s decadently wet, well-pleasured pussy, Dick glanced down at the huge erection sticking out of his fly and took off his clothes while Ivy watched excitedly.

“Oooooooooh, Dick!” Ivy gasped as she saw his big, smooth balls dangling under his equally large cock. There would be plenty of cum for her once she made him spurt. “You’re really big…”

“You will be too, once I’m done with you,” he panted, vigorously stroking his hard-on.

Ivy giggled. “Fill me up then, Dick. Stretch me out…”

Anxious to drill his electric cock between her legs, he kicked her chair over, spilling her to the ground. Ivy was equally quick, sitting up and stuffing his thick cock into her mouth before he could claim her womanhood. Dick groaned happily, unable to resist her need for him. He’d have her cunt, but not yet. After her mouth. After he’d let her taste some of his squirting.

“Yeah, baby,” he growled. “Suck me good. Show me what that mouth’s good for. It feels so right to have it wrapped around a cock, doesn’t it? Better than cigarettes, better than a lollipop, this is what your mouth’s made for. You love having a cock in your mouth. Wouldn’t it be great if you could suck on one morning, noon, and night?”

Ivy was struck by a memory of how much she’d enjoyed sucking on Harley’s… something… but Dick tasted so much better. She licked up and down his long, fat pole until it was shimmering with her wetness. It treated the horny villain so perfectly that she kissed it like a lover, swirling her tongue around his big purple knob.

After licking his manhood for several seconds, she opened her mouth wide and slid her hot lips down over his shaft. She dug the tip of her little pink tongue into the glanshole at the tip of his member and wormed it around, thoroughly enjoying the warm precum that was bubbling out to greet her. She sucked on his swollen knob, his throbbing shaft, harder than she’d ever sucked before.

“Ivy,” Dick panted, “have you ever been fucked?”

“Only by a stupid dildo,” she laughed, catching her breath after she’d wrenched her mouth off his cock. She’d gone so deep, he’d touched her throat.

“Would you let me fuck you?” he asked. His massive cock was throbbing for relief. “Wouldn’t you like that? Does it keep you up at night, thinking about me fucking you? It seems like the only way you can get to sleep is to hope you’ll dream about getting my cock. Otherwise, you’d be begging me to fuck you until you pass out, because that’s the best sleep you’ve ever had.”

“Oh yes,” she grinned, removing her lips from his prick. “I’d like that.”

She moved quickly, pulling Dick down on top of her, then rolling over on top of him. As she straddled him, she reached between her legs and lifted his rock-hard cock until it pointed at her dripping cunt like a cannon. His member was vibrating, bubbling precum as it pulsed.

Dick watched her with wide eyes. His breathing was frantic.

Ivy smiled to herself while she lowered her body down to his cock. His knob nestled between her wet lips and she sank down on his shaft, letting it enter her until she was resting her bare ass against his firm thighs.

Dick arched up, squirming, his eyes wild. “Your cunt feels so good!” he moaned. “So wet and tight… fucking tight!”

“And you feel so big inside me,” Ivy moaned. “Wiggle it—oh, that feels good!” She rose up on his straining cock, then fucked back down on it. “Fuck the virgin out of me! Fuck me into being your bitch!”

They both groaned, their bodies coupling and throbbing. Dick jerked his ass, ramming himself up into her with short, rapid strokes.

“Don’t move!” Ivy protested. “I wanna ride you. You just lie still…”

Dick settled down, groaning, his chest heaving.

“That’s it…” Ivy breathed, rising up on his cock, then sinking back down. Up and down. Up and down. She fucked rhythmically, gradually increasing her speed until she was fairly bouncing her ass against his swollen balls.

“Ohhhh, yes!” Dick squirmed deliciously, his prick twisting in her clasping cunt. He reached up and started squeezing her tits, pinching the plump nipples. “You like that?”

“Eeee! My tits are too sensitive, it hurts—“

“But you like when they hurt, right? It lets you know you’re being fucked.”

“That’s nice, yes, but it stings so—“

“Do you play with them yourself? I bet you do. It feels good just to massage them, but it’s when you really grope them—“ He twisted her nipples, eliciting a cry from Ivy, and an answering wave of pressure on his cock when she clenched deliciously. “That’s when it feels like someone is fucking you. It’s so nice, isn’t it?”

“Yes, yes, so nice…” Ivy grinned dazedly.

“That’s when you remember your tits aren’t yours, they’re mine. And you remember how much fun it is to be mine…”

“Yes,” she moaned. “They’re yours… yours…”

She bounced her ass, her cunt stroking up and down his rigid cock. As she fucked him, his cock seemed to grow inside her, getting longer and thicker, swelling harder. She loved the heat of it, the feel of its smoothness rubbing inside her nerve-rich sex.

“Hold on a second,” Dick told her, and grabbed hold of her hips, pulling her to a stop.

Ivy whimpered in disappointment, feeling his cock throbbing inside her, pleasuring her with its heft, cajoling her to dance atop it, but forced into stillness out of obedience to his mastery. Obeying him even as she wanted to disobey brought a cooing warmth into Ivy’s belly, and she tried hard not to fidget as she laid atop him, impaled on him.

For a moment Dick just stared at the buxom cleavage she presented. Their perfect balance between size and pertness, their perfect roundness, the soft buoyancy with which they jutted out coupled with the slightest sag in deference to their heft. They were so pleasingly, proudly big, but even without a bra, even with Ivy’s comparatively slender waist and long, lithe legs, they were not excessive to her voluptuous body. The perfect hourglass figure: like a rose in bloom.

“I think your tits deserve a little more attention…”

He drew his hand back and briskly slapped their tempting contours, making them violently jump to the side. Ivy cried out, more in surprise than pain, and her hips swayed in microcosm counterpoint to her jostling breasts. It made her grind down on his prick, desperate for more of the intense stimulation he gave her.

His backhand slapped them in the other direction and Ivy actually threw her head back, bringing her jiggling breasts to their full prominence as her arcing back put them at the apex of her body. A deep moan filled Ivy’s throat and escaped like a venting release of steam. Her thighs clenched on his waist, squeezed and released, squeezed and released, as she did her best to fuck herself while she waited for him to fuck her.

Dick reached up and embraced her tits with his hands, gripping them so hard it was surely at least a little painful, so hard that he could feel the feather-light swirls and whorls of her fingerprint-like tendrils, apparent on the skin but usually undetectable by touch. As he squeezed, he followed the tiny vines with indelible touches of his fingertips, skimming the dew that her sweat had formed upon her body.

Ivy’s head twisted from side to side, her curtain of hair swaying like a hanging vine, as he apparently stimulated an erogenous zone within an erogenous zone. Dick tried pinching the nerve-packed flesh of a forking tendril with two fingers on either hand, as he had pinched her nipples before. Obviously, it was a way of touching that Ivy had rarely felt, something too subtle and delicate for Harley to manage, for Ivy let out a choked groan, clenched on his manhood, and there was a warm rush of fluid over his shaft. She had come from how he’d played with her.

“Please, please…” Ivy’s voice sounded absolutely broken, shattered, animated only by its sheer yearning. “Please let me fuck you, please, I need to fuck!”

Ivy’s fulsome body had drifted back so far that she was practically parallel to him, her hair touching his ankles. Dick took hold of her nipples and slowly dragged on them, pulling her breasts into cones but giving her time to exert her own musculature and sit up.

Ivy did, but dawdled enough to claim a good deal of pain in the process, leaving her nipples angrily flaring, distended with the passion she felt. Her face flushed and red, she put her hand on his chest and began rutting as she had done before, virtually masturbating herself with his cock.

His balls were drenched with her copious juices. They stuck to her ass in a brisk kiss every time she bucked atop him. She reached back and down, to squeeze and rub and roll his balls herself as she continued to ride his cock. It was a thank you.

“Ohhh, you hot bitch!” Dick moaned. “I love it, love this cunt!” He twisted on her nipples until she thought she’d scream and Ivy didn’t know if he was talking about her or her pussy. Didn’t know which she would like more. “I’m the best you’ve ever had, aren’t I? No one’s ever fucked you like I have, man, woman, not even your fucking plants! You live for my dick! You need it to fucking breathe!”

“Yes! I’m yours! I’m your slut! Come on, Dick!” she said. “Give me your cum! Shoot it in me, stud! Yes, give it to me!”

Her folds felt so swollen and tight that she knew she’d be coming any second now, and she wanted to feel him come inside her first. She rode him hard and fast, keeping her cunt tight around him.

Dick let go of her tits, watching them bound with her undulating body. His cock hardened like steel inside her pussy; his eyes rolled back in his skull.

“Oh God, shoot!” Ivy moaned, dropping herself down on his loins like a hammer on a nail. “Shoot!”

Dick arched up, writhing deliriously. His mouth gaped and a low growl erupted from his throat. He shuddered while his cock thrummed and exploded its seed.

“Ahhhh!” he moaned, writhing with his eyes glazed over, showing only white. His body jerked repeatedly with stream after stream of his sizzling cum being fed into Ivy’s hungry cunt.

Ivy loved him. She wanted to marry him and live with him forever. And all they would do was fuck—fuck and feel like this. He would fill her with an endless supply of his hot cum.

She dropped down on his burgeoning, shooting prick and her cunt exploded with spasms.

“Hnnngh!” she keened. “Oh mother, feels so good!” His cum was so hot, she could feel its heat all the way to the tips of her curling toes.

Dick bucked upward, ramming his cock up her pussy, pumping his jism into her until he was out. And Ivy whimpered for more as she fell off him, hands pressed to her sex as if to hold in the dollops of cum that leaked out, moaning nonetheless when the warm ejaculate ran down her ass, over her fingers. She felt so good. So right. But she could feel righter. She could make him fuck her again.

If only she wasn’t so tired…