Firecracker Under Pressure - Firecracker #3 (Erotic Romance) Read Free Page B

for boys so obvious that they couldn’t plead ignorance. Trixie never left any room for misinterpretation when it came to her lust. She had figured out at an early age not to take shyness in boys as rejection and instead worked  actively  to overcome it. They were never shy for long.
    Trixie leaned forward and slowly pushed her shorts and panties down, locking eyes with Cy the whole time until she stood back up again. She stepped out of them nonchalantly, and stood before him, her mound near his face.
    “Drink me,” she said.
    Trixie ran her fingers through his hair. “I want your tongue inside me.”
    Cy slung one of her legs over his shoulder and angled his head upwards, flicking her lips apart. She held the back of his neck for stability and squeezed his shoulder every time he did something that felt good, which meant she was squeezing his shoulder pretty much constantly. Her vision clouded and both eyes rolled back.
    “For such a young boy, you sure know how to eat out a woman,” she said breathlessly.
    “Practice,” Cy said, stopping only for a moment before spreading her pussy further apart with his mouth. He slipped a finger up her slit, and then a second, followed by a third. Trixie moaned at the tightness of their fit, but took them all until they disappeared inside her completely.
    Trixie had been aroused long before they reached the island, so the blossom of warmth in her belly spread quickly. Cy increased the speed of his fingers with one hand, while reaching up to grab one of her breasts with his other. He pinched a nipple, lightly at first and then harder. She held his hand with her own, but then brought it up to her mouth to suck two of his fingers. A wave of dew burst forth from between her legs and trickled down his forearm. Trixie knew it was only a fraction of what she was capable, but now it was all about timing. Fingers were no replacement for what she really wanted.
    She dismounted off his hand and Cy stood up only briefly enough to remove his shorts and boxers, which could no longer conceal his excitement. He lowered himself to the ground and pulled Trixie down as well.
    “You’ll get dirt all over your ass,” Trixie said.
    “I don’t care,” he said. “I want you on top of me.”
    Rather than simply plunging herself around him, Trixie bent over his lap and caressed his cock with her tongue first, circling the mushroomed head. Cy was still very well manicured and so she made a point of playing with each one of his sacks while also stroking his organ. He throbbed in her grip, the veins pulsing against her fingers.
    Trixie straddled his torso and reached behind her ass to grab his shaft. She teased the tip around her cunt, enveloping the head only for a moment, before driving back against Cy’s crotch and filled herself with his steel prick.
    Cy grabbed her legs and spread them further apart on the forest floor until her clit rubbed more closely against his belly. Trixie helped the friction along, grinding her loins against his stomach muscles. Cy grabbed her ass and increased the force of Trixie’s circling hips. She found his rhythm and matched it, grinding her node to fullness. She couldn’t hold back after that. Trixie felt the electricity arc through her cavern and explode. She moaned as every part of her body from the waist down went numb. She was still in possession of her senses. Not the big release, but close.
    “You do that too easily,” Trixie mused with her eyes closed.
    “Maybe you’re just that generous.”
    “Generous?” she said, opening her eyes lazily. “I’m the one having all the orgasms. If anyone is generous here, it’s you.”
    “Maybe I’m just saving myself for another position,” he said deviously.
    “Which one?”
    “Turn around,” he told her authoritatively.
    Trixie’s eyes flared at the commandment. She didn’t realize it until now, but she liked being told what to do by Cy. She liked that he knew exactly what he wanted and wasn’t afraid