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Dean Broody vs. Kayla Cooper
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Kayla walked around, taking in the vast rooftop. There were so many lights one would think it was a stage. And she could see movements in some of the buildings around. Kayla knew that just as she could see them, they could also see her. What had she gotten herself into? She went to stand against the smooth stone railings and looked down just as the major lights on the rooftop went off. Dean. Kayla turned to see him walking away from some switches on the wall. Though some of the lights were still on, Kayla didn't think anyone looking from the surrounding buildings would be able to see their faces. For some reason, Kayla felt a thrill, an excitement within, in anticipation of what was about to happen. She was so excited that her knees shook and her pussy clenched with lust, the throbbing between her thighs almost painful. Agonizing. She felt Dean's arms slide around her waist from behind and leaned into him with a sigh.
"You have exactly five seconds to tell me you don't want this Kay." Dean husked into her ear, causing a delicious shiver to dance down her spine. "If you don't stop me before I finish the count, there's no turning back." He said slowly, swallowing against a lump of lust threatening to unravel him.
Kayla felt her heart beat so fast it wouldn't have surprised her if it had jumped out of her chest. This was it. There was no turning back...because she had no intention of stopping Dean.
"One." Came Dean's sexy voice even as his hand found its way under her skirt.
"Two." Dean's other hand pulled down the neck of her top, together with her bra and started gently pulling on her nipple ring.
"Oh God." Kayla moaned, her legs parting of their own accord.
"Three." Dean's tongue flicked around the outer shell of her ear even as his fingers rubbed slow circles around her clit, which was soaked with her own juices and Dean's cum.
Kayla's eyes rolled back into her head in reckless pleasure, her lips parting in a silent cry. Dean's touch, in addition to the setting, was evoking within her feelings so powerful it was taking Kayla to another level she had never been before.
"Dean..." She breathed as Dean's wet lips landed on her neck. If he hadn't been holding her, she'd have fallen.
"Four." Dean murmured, stepping forward and pinning Kayla against the railing.
He coaxed Kayla to leaned forward in such a way that her stomach comfortably rested on the rail. She felt Dean lift and push her skirt up around her waist, felt the breeze on her bare bum and shivered. Kayla heard the unmistakable sound of Dean's zipper being lowered. What she didn't know was that Dean had simply reached inside to pull out his hard throbbing cock without even unbuckling his belt. She moaned when she felt Dean's hard hot cock on her thighs that were already creamy with his cum.
Kayla thought she had seen it all, felt it all...but what she didn't know was that there really was a cloud nine. And Dean was just getting started on one.
"Five." Dean growled and entered her soaked pussy to the hilt. God he was huge. It took biting her lip to hold in her scream.
"Ah, God." She gasped, her body shuddering as her muscles gripped the cock embedded inside her. Kayla's desire spiralled beyond her expectation as shattering ecstasy made black spots dance in her vision.
Kayla felt so good, every muscle in Dean's body trembled with pleasure. She might be impaled on his cock, but Dean knew his body was totally in her power. Having sex with someone you love was euphoric. Being in love made the whole experience simply exquisite and sensuous. He grunted as fire shot from his brain, down his spine, into his legs and back to his balls. A wave of dizziness crashed over him at the intense pleasure he was deriving from being inside Kayla, under the stars. His toes tingled. Dean caressed Kayla's butt with reverence. He thought she had the sweetest, sexiest butt ever, and wondered what it would feel like to be inside that hot arse, squeezed by it, milked by it...
"Fuck!" Dean bellowed, gripping Kayla's hips tightly with renewed urgency, and then silently calling on all the angels for control, he slowly pulled out and thrust back into her gently and rhythmically.
"Dean." Kayla gasped brokenly at the exquisite feeling of Dean gliding deep inside her, aided by his cum and her cream.
Her cries of excitement built as he gradually increased his tempo. Before long, he was fucking her long and hard, fighting to hold on to his control. When it came to Kayla, Dean really didn't have any choice but to let go and feel. The woman was too damned sexy for her own good.
"Kay," he gasped as he drove himself deeper still. "Christ, you feel so good."
He was tireless and relentless, taking his pleasure and giving her pleasure so intense, she couldn't suppress her moans, much as she tried. When he angled his hips and stroked over and over that sensitive spot inside her, Kayla gave up and cried Manavgat escort (https://www.sidekadin.com/) out lustfully, no longer able to hold in the sound as her toes curled almost painfully inside her high-heels from pure pleasure. She didn't care who heard her cries at that point. Her body shook with mindless ecstasy.
The sounds she was making were so erotic Dean couldn't help but smile in triumph. Kayla sounded sexy as sin. Dean leaned down and tuned her face to his for a sizzling kiss. Their kiss was rough and passionate, so full of pent-up desire. When he released her lips, Kayla opened her eyes for the first time since he stated fucking her and gasped when her eyes fell directly on a couple looking right back at her from one of the buildings. It was obvious they couldn't see her face but they could see the action. There were about five other people watching them from different buildings. One man was busily wanking off whilst staring at them. Kayla surprised herself by getting even more turned on. Watching others watching you fuck was definitely a turn on. Naughty, but definitely smutty and salacious. Every nerve ending in her body came alive, tingling with excitement.
Kayla rose onto her toes and then rocked back on her heels suddenly, thrusting onto Dean, taking over even as she stared back at their audience. Nothing existed on Earth but Dean's body, his hard cock driving her crazy. Kayla fucked herself on that cock. When she started rotating her hips erotically, first to the left, and then to the right, gyrating sexily against Dean and squeezing his cock tightly, he was floored. His eyelids fluttered. The pleasure in his groin was almost unbearable.
"Oh fuck, baby." He husked in surprise, stilling his movement to enjoy the sight of Kayla fucking herself on his cock.
It was a sight Dean wasn't ever going to forget. She looked erotically stunning. She'd grabbed tightly onto the rails with both hands and bent forward, taking Dean more deeply inside, and was squeezing his cock tightly within her body even as she rotated her hips.
"Kay, that feels amazing." A helpless gasp tore from Dean's throat.
His breathing became rapid and chaotic. Primal groans that sounded like he was in pain burst forth irrepressibly when Kayla clenched her vaginal muscles even tighter to increase his stimulation, to drive him crazy. He felt the unmistakable sensation of his balls tighten up and knew what was about to happen. He wasn't ready for that.
"Enough." Dean growled. His hands gripped Kayla's hipbones, trying to hold her still as he took several deep breaths. "Hold still, please." He pleaded.
Dean pulled Kayla's body upright against his. One of his arms coiled around her waist whilst the other massaged her exposed breasts, pulling and rubbing her nipples. He started thrusting into her slowly. His lips brushed against her ear, his breathing still harsh.
"God, you're one hot chic." He panted in her ear.
Holding her tightly against his body, Dean started pounding into her vigorously, his mouth latching on to the pleasure point behind her ear to suck sensually till she thought she'd go mad.
"Dean, so good." She whimpered brokenly as her head lolled back on his shoulder and her eyes squeezed shut in bliss. Her back arched as her body trembled with the beginnings of a release. Her body tensed, waiting, ready to let go... God, she was almost there...
Dean pulled out, and even as a stunned gasp tore out of Kayla's lips, he turned her around to face him.
"Dean..." Kayla gasped. She could barely catch a breath. A frustrated whimpered left her lips.
"How far do you want to go?" He whispered staring into her confused glazed eyes. "I need to know Kay."
Kayla's breath hitched in her throat. She blinked to get her eyes to focus and stared incredulously at Dean. "Christ, why did you..." Kayla started heatedly but stopped her line of questioning when she saw Dean's expression. He'd raised an eyebrow challengingly and was waiting for her to answer his question.
Kayla's body was strung so tight, the ache was eating her up so much that tears of frustration stung her eyes. What the heck had Dean done to her? Was she so addicted to sex that being denied an orgasm got her this unsettled? This could only be one person's fault ? Dean's. She glared at him.
"Further than you ever went with her." She husked, breathing hard. She knew she should be mindful of what she was saying but she was too wound up and frustrated to care.
That's all Dean needed to hear. He bent to kiss her pouting lips, biting her lightly on her lower lip. "Hey relax, I'll fix this. Just, not now. You'll thank me later." She raised her eyes to his and saw those dark blue eyes promising more...much more, later.
He picked her up bridal style and walked to a nicely covered steal table. On every national holiday, Dean's parents spent time up there so he wasn't surprised the table was there. Dean bent Kayla over the table so that her butt was on the edge and her high-heeled feet were firmly Manavgat escort bayan (https://www.sidekadin.com/) planted on the ground.
"Reach out and hold the edge with both hands." Dean commanded in a barely controlled voice.
Without the slightest of hesitation, Kayla reached out with both hands and held on to the edge of the table like it was her life line. She had no idea what Dean was going to do but she trusted him not only to keep her safe, but to give her every pleasure she imagined and more. She felt Dean raise one of her legs onto the table, opening her up even more for his eyes. Kayla blushed. Dean lightly smacked her arse, and then lined his pulsing erection with her wet pussy. He slowly sank all the way inside, pulled back almost to the point of withdrawal, and then slammed back inside her tight heat.
"Oh, sweet Lord." Kayla's eyes closed in ecstasy.
"Like that?" Dean asked in a low voice, loving how out of control Kayla was.
"Love it, baby." Kayla moaned.
Dean fucked her with long, deep strokes. To him, there was nothing more thrilling than Kayla's moans and mewls of pleasure. Those sounds spurred him on like a man possessed. His muscles burned from the strain, but he kept pumping his hips, kept pushing in and pulling out of that divine heat, that tightness that was consuming him and swallowing him whole. Only the feel of Kayla around him, the sound of her moans and the blinding love he felt for her kept him sane. He was overwhelmed by desire and need.
Then Dean felt it, Kayla was about to come. He could feel it in the way she tensed up, the way her breath hitched, the sweet mewling sounds she was making, which she always made just before she fell off the edge. He felt Kayla tightening, constricting around him... He wasn't ready to allow her that relief just yet.
"No you don't." Dean rasped and pulled out of Kayla.
"God, please don't stop Dean. Please!" Kayla sobbed, not even caring that she was begging. She needed to come so bad. "Dean, please, need to come, please..."
"You beg so sweetly my love. But we're still not there yet." Dean growled going down on his knees behind Kayla.
Kayla felt Dean's breath on her arse and turned to look behind her. "What are you doing?"
"Don't let go Kay. And look forward." Came his stern command.
Dean knelt behind Kayla and stared at her delectable creamy arse. Thanks to the remaining light, every inch of her beautiful arse was exposed to him and it was such an arousing sight. Christ! His eyes went to what he was looking for...that tiny puckered pretty pink hole. His breath hitched at the clenching hole.
"Beautiful," he breathed.
Leaning down, Dean dropped tiny kisses on her arse, gradually inching towards her crease. He could hear Kayla making tiny lustful sounds that went straight to his cock. He realized her forehead was on the table, probably out of shame? Dean vowed to work on that. He didn't want Kayla feeling shame where he was concerned.
When Kayla felt the wet flick against her back entrance, she was so shocked she tensed up. Ignoring Kayla's shocked and grunted protests, Dean flicked the tip of his tongue slowly but firmly across the tight opening.
"Dean..." Kayla breathed. "What..."
"Relax." She heard Dean mutter. "And hold still."
Closing her eyes and breathing deep, Kayla tried to do as Dean demanded. She felt Dean's hot tongue thoroughly wetting her hole with saliva, licking and swirling his tongue in tormenting little circles against that sensitive flesh. Jesus! It felt wonderful.
"Oh my God." Kayla cried out, her fingers curling more tightly over the edge of the table. She'd never felt anything like that, had never even thought anyone could do that.
Dean felt elated at Kayla's response. He had feared she would stop him and had been pleasantly surprised and thrilled that she hadn't. Her gasps and moans of pleasure stabbed Dean with a fresh bolt of lust. His tongue teased and licked at her, then that tongue eased inside her and Kayla went nuts.
"That feels fantastic, Dean." Kayla moaned, pushing back against that wicked tongue, needing more.
Dean repeatedly drove his tongue in as far as he could and drew back, then proceeded to tongue-fuck her like his life depended on it. Kayla was going out of her mind. It felt simply amazing. Her nipples tightened into even harder pebbles. Goose bumps rose along the surface of her skin. Kayla was in heaven.
Whilst driving her out of her mind with his wicked tongue, Dean pushed a finger into her soaked pussy, getting it wet for his next move. When he felt her hole had loosened up enough, he pulled out his tongue and then using only the faintest touch, tapped the sweet rosette with the pad of his thumb. Kayla groaned. And it was a good groan. He replaced his thumb with his lubricated finger and gently wriggled the very tip of his finger, using slow, gentle pressure on the already relaxed opening. Dean prodded Kayla's hole, taking it slow, just enough to drive her crazy but Escort manavgat (https://www.sidekadin.com/) not to hurt her.
"Try to push me out baby. But don't clench on me." Dean instructed. "And take a deep breath."
Kayla did as he asked and Dean watched the tight hole swallow his finger to the first knuckle, stretching to accommodate him. Kayla gave a long moan when she felt Dean's finger pop into her arse. It felt different, dirty and so good.
"Oh God!" Kayla whispered, loving the sensation so much even her voice trembled.
She writhed against the table, pushing her arse back onto the finger lodged inside her. When Dean slowly sank in his finger to the second knuckle, Kayla cried out as pleasure threatened to steal her sanity, and never return it.
"That feels wonderful, Dean." She gasped, grounding her arse onto his finger. She'd completely lost track of where she was. Moaning loudly and repeatedly, Kayla gyrated her hips in a shameless dance.
Dean worked his finger in and out, sliding deeper and deeper into her, loosening all the clenching muscles. Kayla's thigh muscles quivered as she grew frantic, her hips thrusting erratically as she fucked herself on that awesome finger, whimpering, pleading. She wanted more.
"Dean..." She cried out.
"I'm right here, Kay." Dean husked as he stood up from his crouched position, his think, long finger fucking Kayla with skilled precision. "I'm going to make you feel so good baby."
Still working his finger in and out of Kayla, Dean rubbed the head of his hard throbbing cock against her wet slit, then entered her with one deep thrust, delighting in Kayla's scream of pleasure.
"Oh God, oh God, oh God!" Kayla panted her litany of lust as pleasure battered her senses with the double assault. The pleasure of having Dean's cock back inside her completely shut her brain down.
Dean knew that just like Kayla, he was decidedly not in control anymore. He would have been worried had it not felt better than anything. He was too turned on to think. He thrust his finger into her arse as he pounded his cock into her pussy, his hips pumping in synchronicity with his finger. Dean felt Kayla tighten on his cock and almost lost his balance. He cried out as he bore down, the frayed remains of his discipline totally gone. He thrust forward, grinding deep, rotating his hips to intensify their pleasure, burrowed deeper and deeper whilst finger-fucking her arse like there was no tomorrow.
"Oh, holy hell." Dean growled. He felt like he was flying to pieces and never wanted the amazing feeling to end but also knew it had to end before he lost his mind.
He reached beneath Kayla with his other hand, his fingers hovering so close to her aching clit but not touching. Kayla could feel the heat of his hand and didn't understand why Dean wasn't touching her clit as she was dying for him to do. The sensation was driving her crazy, getting her wound up.
"Dean please..." She moaned in frustration. She needed to come so bad.
"Tell me what you want my love." Dean husked. "Tell me."
Kayla's eyes shot open in surprise at Dean's demand. Did he seriously want her to spell out what she wanted? But what she saw when her eyes opened made her breath hitch in her throat. Someone...Jean, was leaning against the railing directly opposite the table they were fucking on, his ankles were crossed, a hand stuck inside his pocket, a cigarette stuck between his lips...watching them fuck. Jean's eyes locked with hers.
Sweet Jesus! For how long had he been watching them, Kayla wondered. And he was close enough to see them clearly and hear every word spoken. But even as she wondered and flushed shamefully, Kayla couldn't call a halt to what was happening. She was too far gone on pleasure to stop. Something about Jean watching as Dean pounded into her, made this more exciting. Shameful in a way, but exciting. There was something so highly erotic about it that Kayla instantly felt the beginnings of an explosive release within her body. It felt like Dean was everywhere, inside her pussy and her arse, fucking vigorously into her from behind, and at the same time, looking directly at her. Kayla felt her orgasm bubble just under the surface of her skin, waiting for a touch to her clit to burst forth.
"I want you to touch me." She breathed, staring back at Jean with a look of lust, desire and...defiance?
Jean smiled slightly. He would give it to her...she had balls, he thought. Now he knew exactly why his brother was so over the moon for her. Kayla was what they called, 'Classy Sizzle'. She was defiantly worth losing an 'I-love-youginity' over. Dean lost his to a deserving chic for sure.
"I'm already touching you, baby. You're going to have to tell me exactly where you want me to touch you." Dean's voice sounded so sexy a shiver raced down Kayla's spine.
What was Dean doing to her? He knew perfectly well where she wanted his touch. Why did he want her to spell it out? She was dying. Going out of her mind. She had been denied completion for too long and just wanted that tiny touch that would set her off. With determination, Kayla wriggled he hips downward, trying to get closer to the hand hovering over her clit. But Dean knew what she was trying to do and made sure her clit never touched his hand. A sob tore out of Kayla.
Dean Broody vs. Kayla Cooper
***
Kayla walked around, taking in the vast rooftop. There were so many lights one would think it was a stage. And she could see movements in some of the buildings around. Kayla knew that just as she could see them, they could also see her. What had she gotten herself into? She went to stand against the smooth stone railings and looked down just as the major lights on the rooftop went off. Dean. Kayla turned to see him walking away from some switches on the wall. Though some of the lights were still on, Kayla didn't think anyone looking from the surrounding buildings would be able to see their faces. For some reason, Kayla felt a thrill, an excitement within, in anticipation of what was about to happen. She was so excited that her knees shook and her pussy clenched with lust, the throbbing between her thighs almost painful. Agonizing. She felt Dean's arms slide around her waist from behind and leaned into him with a sigh.
"You have exactly five seconds to tell me you don't want this Kay." Dean husked into her ear, causing a delicious shiver to dance down her spine. "If you don't stop me before I finish the count, there's no turning back." He said slowly, swallowing against a lump of lust threatening to unravel him.
Kayla felt her heart beat so fast it wouldn't have surprised her if it had jumped out of her chest. This was it. There was no turning back...because she had no intention of stopping Dean.
"One." Came Dean's sexy voice even as his hand found its way under her skirt.
"Two." Dean's other hand pulled down the neck of her top, together with her bra and started gently pulling on her nipple ring.
"Oh God." Kayla moaned, her legs parting of their own accord.
"Three." Dean's tongue flicked around the outer shell of her ear even as his fingers rubbed slow circles around her clit, which was soaked with her own juices and Dean's cum.
Kayla's eyes rolled back into her head in reckless pleasure, her lips parting in a silent cry. Dean's touch, in addition to the setting, was evoking within her feelings so powerful it was taking Kayla to another level she had never been before.
"Dean..." She breathed as Dean's wet lips landed on her neck. If he hadn't been holding her, she'd have fallen.
"Four." Dean murmured, stepping forward and pinning Kayla against the railing.
He coaxed Kayla to leaned forward in such a way that her stomach comfortably rested on the rail. She felt Dean lift and push her skirt up around her waist, felt the breeze on her bare bum and shivered. Kayla heard the unmistakable sound of Dean's zipper being lowered. What she didn't know was that Dean had simply reached inside to pull out his hard throbbing cock without even unbuckling his belt. She moaned when she felt Dean's hard hot cock on her thighs that were already creamy with his cum.
Kayla thought she had seen it all, felt it all...but what she didn't know was that there really was a cloud nine. And Dean was just getting started on one.
"Five." Dean growled and entered her soaked pussy to the hilt. God he was huge. It took biting her lip to hold in her scream.
"Ah, God." She gasped, her body shuddering as her muscles gripped the cock embedded inside her. Kayla's desire spiralled beyond her expectation as shattering ecstasy made black spots dance in her vision.
Kayla felt so good, every muscle in Dean's body trembled with pleasure. She might be impaled on his cock, but Dean knew his body was totally in her power. Having sex with someone you love was euphoric. Being in love made the whole experience simply exquisite and sensuous. He grunted as fire shot from his brain, down his spine, into his legs and back to his balls. A wave of dizziness crashed over him at the intense pleasure he was deriving from being inside Kayla, under the stars. His toes tingled. Dean caressed Kayla's butt with reverence. He thought she had the sweetest, sexiest butt ever, and wondered what it would feel like to be inside that hot arse, squeezed by it, milked by it...
"Fuck!" Dean bellowed, gripping Kayla's hips tightly with renewed urgency, and then silently calling on all the angels for control, he slowly pulled out and thrust back into her gently and rhythmically.
"Dean." Kayla gasped brokenly at the exquisite feeling of Dean gliding deep inside her, aided by his cum and her cream.
Her cries of excitement built as he gradually increased his tempo. Before long, he was fucking her long and hard, fighting to hold on to his control. When it came to Kayla, Dean really didn't have any choice but to let go and feel. The woman was too damned sexy for her own good.
"Kay," he gasped as he drove himself deeper still. "Christ, you feel so good."
He was tireless and relentless, taking his pleasure and giving her pleasure so intense, she couldn't suppress her moans, much as she tried. When he angled his hips and stroked over and over that sensitive spot inside her, Kayla gave up and cried Manavgat escort (https://www.sidekadin.com/) out lustfully, no longer able to hold in the sound as her toes curled almost painfully inside her high-heels from pure pleasure. She didn't care who heard her cries at that point. Her body shook with mindless ecstasy.
The sounds she was making were so erotic Dean couldn't help but smile in triumph. Kayla sounded sexy as sin. Dean leaned down and tuned her face to his for a sizzling kiss. Their kiss was rough and passionate, so full of pent-up desire. When he released her lips, Kayla opened her eyes for the first time since he stated fucking her and gasped when her eyes fell directly on a couple looking right back at her from one of the buildings. It was obvious they couldn't see her face but they could see the action. There were about five other people watching them from different buildings. One man was busily wanking off whilst staring at them. Kayla surprised herself by getting even more turned on. Watching others watching you fuck was definitely a turn on. Naughty, but definitely smutty and salacious. Every nerve ending in her body came alive, tingling with excitement.
Kayla rose onto her toes and then rocked back on her heels suddenly, thrusting onto Dean, taking over even as she stared back at their audience. Nothing existed on Earth but Dean's body, his hard cock driving her crazy. Kayla fucked herself on that cock. When she started rotating her hips erotically, first to the left, and then to the right, gyrating sexily against Dean and squeezing his cock tightly, he was floored. His eyelids fluttered. The pleasure in his groin was almost unbearable.
"Oh fuck, baby." He husked in surprise, stilling his movement to enjoy the sight of Kayla fucking herself on his cock.
It was a sight Dean wasn't ever going to forget. She looked erotically stunning. She'd grabbed tightly onto the rails with both hands and bent forward, taking Dean more deeply inside, and was squeezing his cock tightly within her body even as she rotated her hips.
"Kay, that feels amazing." A helpless gasp tore from Dean's throat.
His breathing became rapid and chaotic. Primal groans that sounded like he was in pain burst forth irrepressibly when Kayla clenched her vaginal muscles even tighter to increase his stimulation, to drive him crazy. He felt the unmistakable sensation of his balls tighten up and knew what was about to happen. He wasn't ready for that.
"Enough." Dean growled. His hands gripped Kayla's hipbones, trying to hold her still as he took several deep breaths. "Hold still, please." He pleaded.
Dean pulled Kayla's body upright against his. One of his arms coiled around her waist whilst the other massaged her exposed breasts, pulling and rubbing her nipples. He started thrusting into her slowly. His lips brushed against her ear, his breathing still harsh.
"God, you're one hot chic." He panted in her ear.
Holding her tightly against his body, Dean started pounding into her vigorously, his mouth latching on to the pleasure point behind her ear to suck sensually till she thought she'd go mad.
"Dean, so good." She whimpered brokenly as her head lolled back on his shoulder and her eyes squeezed shut in bliss. Her back arched as her body trembled with the beginnings of a release. Her body tensed, waiting, ready to let go... God, she was almost there...
Dean pulled out, and even as a stunned gasp tore out of Kayla's lips, he turned her around to face him.
"Dean..." Kayla gasped. She could barely catch a breath. A frustrated whimpered left her lips.
"How far do you want to go?" He whispered staring into her confused glazed eyes. "I need to know Kay."
Kayla's breath hitched in her throat. She blinked to get her eyes to focus and stared incredulously at Dean. "Christ, why did you..." Kayla started heatedly but stopped her line of questioning when she saw Dean's expression. He'd raised an eyebrow challengingly and was waiting for her to answer his question.
Kayla's body was strung so tight, the ache was eating her up so much that tears of frustration stung her eyes. What the heck had Dean done to her? Was she so addicted to sex that being denied an orgasm got her this unsettled? This could only be one person's fault ? Dean's. She glared at him.
"Further than you ever went with her." She husked, breathing hard. She knew she should be mindful of what she was saying but she was too wound up and frustrated to care.
That's all Dean needed to hear. He bent to kiss her pouting lips, biting her lightly on her lower lip. "Hey relax, I'll fix this. Just, not now. You'll thank me later." She raised her eyes to his and saw those dark blue eyes promising more...much more, later.
He picked her up bridal style and walked to a nicely covered steal table. On every national holiday, Dean's parents spent time up there so he wasn't surprised the table was there. Dean bent Kayla over the table so that her butt was on the edge and her high-heeled feet were firmly Manavgat escort bayan (https://www.sidekadin.com/) planted on the ground.
"Reach out and hold the edge with both hands." Dean commanded in a barely controlled voice.
Without the slightest of hesitation, Kayla reached out with both hands and held on to the edge of the table like it was her life line. She had no idea what Dean was going to do but she trusted him not only to keep her safe, but to give her every pleasure she imagined and more. She felt Dean raise one of her legs onto the table, opening her up even more for his eyes. Kayla blushed. Dean lightly smacked her arse, and then lined his pulsing erection with her wet pussy. He slowly sank all the way inside, pulled back almost to the point of withdrawal, and then slammed back inside her tight heat.
"Oh, sweet Lord." Kayla's eyes closed in ecstasy.
"Like that?" Dean asked in a low voice, loving how out of control Kayla was.
"Love it, baby." Kayla moaned.
Dean fucked her with long, deep strokes. To him, there was nothing more thrilling than Kayla's moans and mewls of pleasure. Those sounds spurred him on like a man possessed. His muscles burned from the strain, but he kept pumping his hips, kept pushing in and pulling out of that divine heat, that tightness that was consuming him and swallowing him whole. Only the feel of Kayla around him, the sound of her moans and the blinding love he felt for her kept him sane. He was overwhelmed by desire and need.
Then Dean felt it, Kayla was about to come. He could feel it in the way she tensed up, the way her breath hitched, the sweet mewling sounds she was making, which she always made just before she fell off the edge. He felt Kayla tightening, constricting around him... He wasn't ready to allow her that relief just yet.
"No you don't." Dean rasped and pulled out of Kayla.
"God, please don't stop Dean. Please!" Kayla sobbed, not even caring that she was begging. She needed to come so bad. "Dean, please, need to come, please..."
"You beg so sweetly my love. But we're still not there yet." Dean growled going down on his knees behind Kayla.
Kayla felt Dean's breath on her arse and turned to look behind her. "What are you doing?"
"Don't let go Kay. And look forward." Came his stern command.
Dean knelt behind Kayla and stared at her delectable creamy arse. Thanks to the remaining light, every inch of her beautiful arse was exposed to him and it was such an arousing sight. Christ! His eyes went to what he was looking for...that tiny puckered pretty pink hole. His breath hitched at the clenching hole.
"Beautiful," he breathed.
Leaning down, Dean dropped tiny kisses on her arse, gradually inching towards her crease. He could hear Kayla making tiny lustful sounds that went straight to his cock. He realized her forehead was on the table, probably out of shame? Dean vowed to work on that. He didn't want Kayla feeling shame where he was concerned.
When Kayla felt the wet flick against her back entrance, she was so shocked she tensed up. Ignoring Kayla's shocked and grunted protests, Dean flicked the tip of his tongue slowly but firmly across the tight opening.
"Dean..." Kayla breathed. "What..."
"Relax." She heard Dean mutter. "And hold still."
Closing her eyes and breathing deep, Kayla tried to do as Dean demanded. She felt Dean's hot tongue thoroughly wetting her hole with saliva, licking and swirling his tongue in tormenting little circles against that sensitive flesh. Jesus! It felt wonderful.
"Oh my God." Kayla cried out, her fingers curling more tightly over the edge of the table. She'd never felt anything like that, had never even thought anyone could do that.
Dean felt elated at Kayla's response. He had feared she would stop him and had been pleasantly surprised and thrilled that she hadn't. Her gasps and moans of pleasure stabbed Dean with a fresh bolt of lust. His tongue teased and licked at her, then that tongue eased inside her and Kayla went nuts.
"That feels fantastic, Dean." Kayla moaned, pushing back against that wicked tongue, needing more.
Dean repeatedly drove his tongue in as far as he could and drew back, then proceeded to tongue-fuck her like his life depended on it. Kayla was going out of her mind. It felt simply amazing. Her nipples tightened into even harder pebbles. Goose bumps rose along the surface of her skin. Kayla was in heaven.
Whilst driving her out of her mind with his wicked tongue, Dean pushed a finger into her soaked pussy, getting it wet for his next move. When he felt her hole had loosened up enough, he pulled out his tongue and then using only the faintest touch, tapped the sweet rosette with the pad of his thumb. Kayla groaned. And it was a good groan. He replaced his thumb with his lubricated finger and gently wriggled the very tip of his finger, using slow, gentle pressure on the already relaxed opening. Dean prodded Kayla's hole, taking it slow, just enough to drive her crazy but Escort manavgat (https://www.sidekadin.com/) not to hurt her.
"Try to push me out baby. But don't clench on me." Dean instructed. "And take a deep breath."
Kayla did as he asked and Dean watched the tight hole swallow his finger to the first knuckle, stretching to accommodate him. Kayla gave a long moan when she felt Dean's finger pop into her arse. It felt different, dirty and so good.
"Oh God!" Kayla whispered, loving the sensation so much even her voice trembled.
She writhed against the table, pushing her arse back onto the finger lodged inside her. When Dean slowly sank in his finger to the second knuckle, Kayla cried out as pleasure threatened to steal her sanity, and never return it.
"That feels wonderful, Dean." She gasped, grounding her arse onto his finger. She'd completely lost track of where she was. Moaning loudly and repeatedly, Kayla gyrated her hips in a shameless dance.
Dean worked his finger in and out, sliding deeper and deeper into her, loosening all the clenching muscles. Kayla's thigh muscles quivered as she grew frantic, her hips thrusting erratically as she fucked herself on that awesome finger, whimpering, pleading. She wanted more.
"Dean..." She cried out.
"I'm right here, Kay." Dean husked as he stood up from his crouched position, his think, long finger fucking Kayla with skilled precision. "I'm going to make you feel so good baby."
Still working his finger in and out of Kayla, Dean rubbed the head of his hard throbbing cock against her wet slit, then entered her with one deep thrust, delighting in Kayla's scream of pleasure.
"Oh God, oh God, oh God!" Kayla panted her litany of lust as pleasure battered her senses with the double assault. The pleasure of having Dean's cock back inside her completely shut her brain down.
Dean knew that just like Kayla, he was decidedly not in control anymore. He would have been worried had it not felt better than anything. He was too turned on to think. He thrust his finger into her arse as he pounded his cock into her pussy, his hips pumping in synchronicity with his finger. Dean felt Kayla tighten on his cock and almost lost his balance. He cried out as he bore down, the frayed remains of his discipline totally gone. He thrust forward, grinding deep, rotating his hips to intensify their pleasure, burrowed deeper and deeper whilst finger-fucking her arse like there was no tomorrow.
"Oh, holy hell." Dean growled. He felt like he was flying to pieces and never wanted the amazing feeling to end but also knew it had to end before he lost his mind.
He reached beneath Kayla with his other hand, his fingers hovering so close to her aching clit but not touching. Kayla could feel the heat of his hand and didn't understand why Dean wasn't touching her clit as she was dying for him to do. The sensation was driving her crazy, getting her wound up.
"Dean please..." She moaned in frustration. She needed to come so bad.
"Tell me what you want my love." Dean husked. "Tell me."
Kayla's eyes shot open in surprise at Dean's demand. Did he seriously want her to spell out what she wanted? But what she saw when her eyes opened made her breath hitch in her throat. Someone...Jean, was leaning against the railing directly opposite the table they were fucking on, his ankles were crossed, a hand stuck inside his pocket, a cigarette stuck between his lips...watching them fuck. Jean's eyes locked with hers.
Sweet Jesus! For how long had he been watching them, Kayla wondered. And he was close enough to see them clearly and hear every word spoken. But even as she wondered and flushed shamefully, Kayla couldn't call a halt to what was happening. She was too far gone on pleasure to stop. Something about Jean watching as Dean pounded into her, made this more exciting. Shameful in a way, but exciting. There was something so highly erotic about it that Kayla instantly felt the beginnings of an explosive release within her body. It felt like Dean was everywhere, inside her pussy and her arse, fucking vigorously into her from behind, and at the same time, looking directly at her. Kayla felt her orgasm bubble just under the surface of her skin, waiting for a touch to her clit to burst forth.
"I want you to touch me." She breathed, staring back at Jean with a look of lust, desire and...defiance?
Jean smiled slightly. He would give it to her...she had balls, he thought. Now he knew exactly why his brother was so over the moon for her. Kayla was what they called, 'Classy Sizzle'. She was defiantly worth losing an 'I-love-youginity' over. Dean lost his to a deserving chic for sure.
"I'm already touching you, baby. You're going to have to tell me exactly where you want me to touch you." Dean's voice sounded so sexy a shiver raced down Kayla's spine.
What was Dean doing to her? He knew perfectly well where she wanted his touch. Why did he want her to spell it out? She was dying. Going out of her mind. She had been denied completion for too long and just wanted that tiny touch that would set her off. With determination, Kayla wriggled he hips downward, trying to get closer to the hand hovering over her clit. But Dean knew what she was trying to do and made sure her clit never touched his hand. A sob tore out of Kayla.