Candy Part 6

A Bad Day At Work

 Candy Part 6

I was sitting in my car at the parking lot at work. I had fifteen minutes before I had to go inside, and clock in. The parking lot was uncommonly packed with cars for a Tuesday. I was dreading going in because it looked like it was going to be busy as hell.

To my left, I noticed Cassia’s car, and it made my stomach twist in knots. She’s been texting me a lot in anticipation for today. She’s been incredibly sexual in telling me what she’ll do to me, and what she wants me to do to her. It almost seems like she’s getting off on messing around behind Candy’s back. I’m not having it, and honestly, I’m a little ashamed of myself for even entertaining that idea.

In the moment when I agreed to fuck her, I was panicked, and my thoughts were swirling from Candy’s head game. In the days that followed I was enticed by her and her booty, but I think I snapped out of it.

I’m incredibly weak when it comes to indulging. I’m addicted to the sounds the lady makes when I’m pleasing her, and all the other things that comes with it. It’s hard for me to refuse. Cassia is tempting my weakness, but I think I’m strong enough to refuse her, and welcome whatever consequences it brings.

When I got out of my car and started walking up to the store, a car honked and scared the hell out of me. It was embarrassing how startled I got. Before I could see who honked, I recognized the most beautiful, and hysterical laugh I have ever heard. It was Candy.

She had her window down and was laughing uncontrollably. I couldn’t help but smile. I love hearing her laugh, even if it was at my expense.

“Wow, really? Keep laughing.” I tried to say, seeming offended. “What are you even doing here?”

“You should have seen yourself!” She couldn’t stop laughing. I walked up to her window.

“They call you in?”

She finally composed herself, “Yeah, I’m going to be working the registers tonight.”

I smiled so hard. I love when we both would work together. She is the only one able to make me excited to be here at work.

“You look beautiful, by the way.”

She blushed, “No I don’t. I barely had time to get ready.”

“Yeah, that doesn’t matter. You still look beautiful.”

“You think I always look beautiful though. Even when I’m ugly.”

“That’s impossible. You’re never ugly.” I said as I leaned into her opened driver side window. Her full lips were pink, shiny, and inviting. I started to get turned on thinking about how they would feel on me. She smelled so sweet, just like fruit, and every breath in I would take added to my excitement. Her hair was wrapped up in a lazy bun on the top of her head with a twisted curl hanging down in between her eye and her left ear. She was wearing a baggy grey blouse, and tight black pants that looked like they were about to burst at her thighs.

She smiled meekly, “Stop looking at me like that.” She said looking down.

“Looking at you like what?”

 “Looking at me like-” She looked into my eyes with a newfound confidence, “you wanna fuck me.” She placed her tongue on the corner of her upper lip.

I shot back away from her car. “Oh damn!” I exclaimed with bewilderment. She truly is a force of nature. With a single look she can scramble my brain.

She cackled, “What baby? You don’t want to?” She asked, clearly aware of the power she had over me.

I didn’t have any words, for some odd reason, I was speechless.

She spread her legs and started to rub her pussy. “It wants you, baby. So... Fucking... Bad.” She said in a sweet, hushed tone.

“Fuck Candy. . .” Was all I could say.

  A car had pulled up behind her and honked. It snapped us both out of whatever it was we were just in.

Candy immediately pulled forward and drove down the lane. I followed her over to our section of the parking lot.

I walked up to her car and waited for her to climb out. She was giving herself a look over in the mirror that was on her sun visor. She looked so amazing to me.

 The second she got out of the car I wrapped her up in my arms and pulled her up against me. She never broke eye contact, and a smile grew on her face.

“Let me go,” she playfully whined, as she also wrapped her arms around me.

“Hell no,” I said, “I missed you; you know that?”

“I missed you too.” She pecked me on the lips, retreated, closed her eyes, leaned back in and started to kiss me more passionately. I could feel her tongue slowly tangling with mine. It felt deliciously wet. I love tasting her tongue, it’s fucking sexy to me.

My hands gravitated down her waist, and onto her booty.

My God, it’s so huge.

She pressed herself harder into me. I would have taken her right then and there if I could.

I pulled back, realizing where we were.

“Someone might see us,” I said. We both started to compose ourselves. It’s easy for us to get swept away. Especially now since it feels like it’s been ages since we’ve seen each other.

She started to look around and see if anyone was watching. Luckily, it looked like no one saw us.

“Sorry, it’s just been so long.” She said with strain in her voice.

“I know, it’s been too long,” I added.

We both started walking up to our store’s entrance. I was so excited to see her, and I couldn’t stop smiling to myself. It was one of those smiles that I had no control over.

“Why don’t we just call off, and go back to your place?” I asked half seriously.

“Oooh, and call Rora?”

“No, not this time. I want you all too myself.”

“You always want me to yourself.”

“I do,” I paused, then continued with, “Rora’s cool, but I just want you right now.”

“Greedy, greedy boy.” She teased with a huge smile on her face.

“Hell yeah, I’m greedy!”

She walked out in front of me, turned around and faced me. Stopping me in my tracks.

“Let’s go in there, get this money, and then after, you come over and fuck me.” She said matter of factly.

“I like how you think.”

“Good,” she said as she turned and started to walk towards the entrance. She was intentionally swaying her hips. She looked back over her shoulder to make sure I was watching.

“Damn, Candy. You know it’s torture watching you walk like that, and not being able to do anything about it.”

“You just want to eat it, don’t you?” She asked with a sly smile.

“Wow, yeah every day, all day.” I said with a chuckle.

She gave me a satisfied nod, and then walked up to the doors. I held the door open for her and had to fight the urge to slap her ass as she walked past me. She loves when I do that. She always gives me a shocked little giggle too.

The front area of the store was in complete chaos. It was back to school season, and our customers usually act like wild animals around this time. I looked around and was instantly filled with dread.

“You sure you don’t want to just turn around and head over to your place?” I asked her.

“Come on. You’ll be fine. Just think about my big ass in your face later tonight to help motivate you.” She said quietly to me, like a secret.

“I don’t want to be here all day working with a boner. You know how uncomfortable that is?” I asked all frustrated.

“By the way, how many times have you watched that video?” She changed the subject.

“I watch it every night before I go to sleep,” I said. “That part where Rora is eating your ass. Wow. . . Just wow.”

“I still can’t believe we did that,” she blushed, and held her hand up to her forehead like she had a headache.

“I can’t either, but it’s absolutely priceless to me. My favorite video of all time. . . Of all time!” I said with a huge grin.

“Well, maybe we’ll have to make you some more then.” She beamed at me, then broke away to clock in on one of the registers.

I stood in the middle of the front area just staring at her. I was in awe. Yeah, her looks are incredible, but I was in awe by more than that. It’s hard to explain, and I’d sound like an idiot if I tried to, but I have never felt this way for another person before. I didn’t even think it was possible to feel all of this. I just cannot take her for granted, ever. It blows my mind when I hear about how her past boyfriends have dropped the ball when it came to her. That’ll never be me, it can never be me. I won’t let that happen.

She looked up at me, and gave me a smile and a little wave, which broke my trance. She then immediately started to ring out customers. She looked so happy as she was interacting with them. I started to smile to myself again. Her smile is so infectious.

I turned away to go clock in in our break room, and almost walked right into Cassia. I could tell that she spent some extra time getting pretty before her shift. Her hair was done up, and her makeup was done a bit more then it usually is, and her outfit was clinging to her beautifully. She was scowling at me, and she kept stealing glances at Candy.

“You’re going to be late.” She said as she turned and walked towards the break room. I was following her, but I kept my eyes up. Temptation was not going to get the best of me today.

“We need to rearrange the children’s area in the stockroom today.” She said dryly, over her shoulder. “If they call for All Hands-on Deck, you stay there, and I’ll go up front.”

“Okay,” I said.

All Hands-on Deck is a call that goes out when the lines at the front registers get too long. Every associate who is trained on the registers is supposed to drop what they are doing, go up to the front, and ring the customers out on the unoccupied registers. Once it is lifted, they all go back to their departments.

I followed Cassia back to the break room. I started to feel dread of having to work with her one on one.I wish I could be working next to Candy, instead.

“So, are you two like dating or something?” Cassia asked with ice in her voice. I looked around to make sure no one else was within earshot. Rumors spread like wildfires here, and I like to keep my business to myself.

“Don’t worry about that. It don’t concern you.”

“If you’re in a relationship, you need to disclose it with HR.” She said all snooty.

I laughed, “Yeah? You think so? You got some serious nerve.”

She huffed, turned away and stormed out of the break room. I finished clocking in, put my jacket in the locker I shared with Candy, and walked back onto the floor.

I went in the stockroom, got a cart, and what I needed to take care of the trash, hangers, and ink tags at the front end. Customers kept diverting me on my way up to the front end with random questions, and requests. I hate working when it was this busy, but at least Candy was here.

I finally made it up to the front registers and started clearing them. I kept stealing glances over at Candy, a goddess in human form.

How the fuck did I get so lucky to have her be into me?

I walked over to her register and took my time. She was scanning, folding, and placing her customers clothes into a bag effortlessly, and not even noticing me.

When she finished, I got close to her and said, “We need to be careful, Cassia is on to us.”

A brief look of horror appeared on her face. Then she quickly composed herself.

“Did she see us in the parking lot?”

“No, but don’t worry. I’ll handle it, but in the meantime let’s keep our distance.” I walked away without looking back. Candy and I need to be extra careful going forward. If our relationship gets disclosed, one of us will have to transfer to our sister location. I don’t want to let that happen.

I went to take the hangers, and what not back into our dock. Luckily, no customers stopped me along the way. Our dock was at the very end of the stockroom. I was pushing my cart through the stockroom when I saw Cassia, standing on a ladder. I was getting flashbacks to when Candy and I first hooked up.

“When you get those sorted,” Cassia said referring to everything I had on my cart, “I’m going to need your help.”

“Aye-aye, Captain.” I said without stopping or looking at her.

There was a war waging in my head. A war I’m ashamed I even had to fight. I really regret entertaining Cassia through our texts this last week or so. I tried to scare her off with a bunch of nasty shit, but she obliged and even matched my energy with ideas of her own. Worshipping her ass while she’s on the ladder came up.

That was all before Candy and I admitted we loved each other, and I got a little bit carried away. Now, I’m facing the moment of truth, and I can’t help but feel like it would be wrong to indulge. My nature is begging me to throw those feelings aside, and to lose myself in indulgence. I hate how it feels like my nature is winning.

Then it all becomes clear to me. I was blinded by my dick doing all of the thinking for me. The knockout blow to my nature was the realization that Cassia is partially getting off on the fact that this would all be behind Candy’s back. I was getting angry. Angry at her, and angry at myself.

Didn’t she also try to blackmail you into the sex?

Hell yeah, she did. I was getting pissed. As I was sorting the ink tags, I knew I was going to do something, but I didn’t know just yet.

When I finished, I walked over to where Cassia was. She was still on the ladder. Her booty was level with my face. I had never seen it like this before. I hate how turned on I was getting. All that mental tough talk was draining out of my brain, and my primal urge to worship her ass was taking over.

God, why am I so weak?

“I can feel your eyes burning a hole in my pants.” She said seductively.

I broke my gaze and looked away, also checking to make sure no one else was around.

“No one’s coming back here.” It was almost as if she could read my mind.

She slowly pulled her pants down, and revealed her big, pale ass. I couldn’t stop staring at it. There it was, right in front of me. She took one of her hands, grabbed one of her cheeks and jiggled it. Her booty looked so delicious. I reached my hand out to touch it but recoiled it back before I could.

This isn’t right.

“Pull your pants back up. This isn’t going to happen.” I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of my mouth. I literally live for moments like this, and here I am rejecting it. My nature is screaming at me so loud in my head I’m surprised she couldn’t hear it.

“Come on, taste me.” She said as she spread her cheeks. Her pink asshole was calling to me, begging me to put my tongue on it. It was right there, ready for me. All I had to do was lean in and indulge.

“No, I’m being serious. Pull them up.” I rejected her again. My nature was screaming at me so loud it was going hoarse.

“What? Are you fucking kidding me?” She shouted, still with her bare ass pointed right at my face.

“I’m dead serious, this isn’t happening.” I said dryly.

She angrily pulled her pants back up over her big ass. I breathed a sigh of relief, because if she would have pressed just a little bit harder, I might have broken. I hate myself for that, but I’m happy I was even able to put up a fight of resistance.

“What kind of man are you? Seriously, what the fuck kind of man are you? You have this big, delicious, juicy ass in front of you, and you won’t even touch it? Specially after you were talking such a big game. But no, you prefer that stupid, Candy bitch!”

“You can insult me all you want but leave Candy the fuck out of this.” I said coldly. She climbed down the ladder and wouldn’t face me.

“Maybe I should just go to HR and show them that video of you and your fucking whore?!”

“Do not ever talk about her like that again, you understand?” Rage was boiling inside me. If Cassia would have been a man, we’d be having more than just words right now.

“Fine, I’ll just go show them that video, and she can suck your dick all she wants while you’re both on unemployment.”

I took a moment before responding.

“I don’t think you will.” I said calmly.

“Oh yeah?” She asked defiantly.

“I mean, maybe if you’re dumb as fuck you would. Let me ask you, are you dumb as fuck?” She didn’t answer. She just looked confused. “Alright, I’ll break it down for you. If you take that video to HR, Candy and I are fired, and so are you. Candy is a fighter, she’ll bounce back, and I’ll bounce back, but don’t you have a kid? Can you go without a paycheck? I hear you complain all the time about how your baby daddy ain’t shit, and hardly ever pays child support, so who needs their job more? Are you willing to put you and your kid in that situation?”

She took a moment to think, and then she said, “What if I show Candy our texts?”

“I don’t think that would go over the way you think it would. She damn near encourages me to sleep with other women. Now, if I tell her why you and I started talking like that,” I paused and slowly shook my head, “You’ll probably get your ass beat by her, and maybe we all would be fired.”

“Fuck you!”

“You know what the sad part is? We probably could have ended up fucking at some point, but you had to be all evil about it, and now I don’t even care too.”

She looked defeated and said nothing. After a few awkward seconds in silence, All Hands-on Deck was called over the intercom.

Perfect Timing.

“Everything from shelf A to E needs to be moved here.” She said coldly, and then left the stockroom.

I spent the rest of my shift moving all the merchandise. She never came back to help me. My adrenaline was pumping through my veins. Confronting her made me feel great, but deep down I knew I’d have to deal with her again. It’s only a matter of time.

When we closed the store, Candy was walking out with another coworker, Jessica, and didn’t pay any attention to me. She did text me to come over around 10:30 though. We close at 9, so that gave us both time to shower, and get ready. She doesn’t like taking showers, with other people, so I drove the half hour it took to get home, and showered, and then drove back over to her place.

When I arrived, and she let me in, I could tell that something was off. She didn’t seem to be in a great mood. She looked beautiful even though she was just wearing a hoodie she stole from me, and baggy pajama pants.

“Do you want to watch a movie?” She said to me as I was taking my shoes off at her front door.

“Yeah, that’s fine. We can watch a movie.” I said as I almost lost my balance while I was struggling with one of my shoes. She sat back on her couch and started to scroll through the movie selection.

I sat down next to her, but I kept a decent distance between us. Candy was focused on finding a movie, when she found the one she wanted she started to play it.

“Do you want anything to drink?” She asked expressionless.

“Sure, I’ll take some water,” I said.

Candy got up and walked into her kitchen. She grabbed a bottle from her fridge and brought it to me.

“Thank you.”

“So,” she paused as she sat back on the couch, “I’m not feeling all that in a sexy mood, so it’s probably not going to happen tonight.”

“Okay, that’s fine. We don’t have to.”

After a few awkward silent moments she asked,“So, are you going to leave, and go fuck Rora?”

“No, why would you even say that?”

“Because I know you really wanted to get some earlier, and I’m just not feeling it right now.” She said with some hostility peppered into her tone.

I stared at her blankly. It took me a few moments to respond. “Look, if you’re not feeling it, that’s fine. I’m perfectly fine with just watching a movie, and I’m sorry if you only think I come around for the sex. You’re much more than that to me.”

“Really? You’re not mad?”

“I’m a little bummed out, but I’m not mad. If you don’t want to do it, then neither do I. I don’t want you to ever feel like you’re obligated to have sex with me. In fact, that would ruin it for me.”

She sunk in on herself and sighed. She grabbed the remote and paused the movie. She folded her hands on her lap and bowed her head.

“Is everything okay?” I asked concerned.

“Everything’s fine, and I’m sorry, it’s just that work was really rough. I’m sorry if I took it out on you.”

“You don’t have to be sorry. What happened?”

She aimed her face at me, and I could tell she was on the verge of tears.

“Cassia,” she paused, “She just made me feel so fat and ugly. It was like I was back in high school all over again.

My blood started to boil.

“What did she do?”

“It’s hard to explain, but she would say things like, indirectly that just made me feel hideous. It was constant, and for the whole shift. It made me wonder how anyone, especially you, could think I’m pretty.” Tears started to trickle down from her eyes. Seeing her so sad destroyed me. “I just feel like maybe I’m not good enough for you. She was working the register next to me and kept talking about how it seems like you, and Hanna have a thing for each other.”

Hanna worked in the Women’s Department. She was a very pretty, slender woman, with pale skin, brown hair, and big blue eyes. She was the new lady that all of the guys had a crush on. I was friendly with her, and we would talk sometimes, but it meant nothing. If you’re trapped in a building for eight hours a day, good conversations with a co-worker is a blessing. I had no interest in her, but I could see why people would think otherwise.

“She’s just so skinny, and so fucking pretty, and you guys do talk a lot. I don’t even compare to her.”

“Hey, stop. That’s not true.”

“I know she likes you.”

“No, she doesn’t. We just talk about a bunch of random shit to kill the time. She’s not my type.”

“Cassia was going on and on about how much you talk about her, and how you always check out the skinny girls. I overheard her say that she heard you say you don’t like us thicker girls.”

“That’s not true at all. How could you believe that? You think I’m faking it when I’m with you? Look, Cassia knows about you and me, okay? She’s jealous of you, and she’s acting out. Hanna is cool, but I wouldn’t get with her if she threw herself at me. You are the only one I’ve ever wanted.”

“Okay,” she brushed what I said off, “I still feel fat and ugly. There are better girls out there. You deserve better than a fat cow like me.”

“Hey, don’t ever say that about yourself. That’s bullshit. You’re not a fat cow. You’re fucking incredible.”

“No, I’m not, and someday you’ll snap out of it and realize it.”

“Come here.” I said as I pulled her over to me. “Don’t think like that. That’ll never happen.” I said as she rested her head on my shoulder, and lightly sobbed.

“I’m sorry, I just feel so hideous. The things she said was so hurtful.”

“You don’t have to be sorry, and you’re the farthest thing from hideous there is.”

“It doesn’t feel like it.” She said with a shaky voice.

I held her in my arm, and I stared at the paused TV screen, thinking of what to say. Having her crying on my shoulder was a painful experience. I hate seeing her like this. She was sad as hell, and I didn’t know how to fix it.

I kissed her on the top of her head, and then I said, “I’m about to tell you something, and I swear on everything it is true. Just don’t judge me, alright?” I said with a nervous grin.

Her puffy, red eyes made contact with mine. Her crying subsided, and she said, “Okay . . .”

I wondered if her hand on my chest could feel my heart beating like crazy. I felt uncharacteristically nervous, but if there ever was a time to say what I needed to say, it was now.

“You know. . . When I first saw you, I prayed to God that you were a new girl, and not just a customer. I’m not even joking, I literally prayed that. You absolutely blew me away. I didn’t think it was possible for someone to be so beautiful, and there you were. It was like you stepped right out from one of my dreams. Then we became friends, and I got to know you, and even on a friend level I felt lucky to have you in my life. When I would see the notification of getting a new text from you my heart would skip a beat. To this day it still does that.”

Candy chuckled and had a huge grin on her face. “Really?” She asked as she was wiping the tears away from the corners of her eyes.

“Yeah, I’m not lying. You were the talk of the store too. You know how many of those dudes' hearts you broke?”

“Oh my God, they were so annoying.”

“Hell yeah, I bet. You know how annoying it was having to hear all of them sulk about you? It got so old. This was all before we became friends though. I was like, ‘Damn this Candy girl is stone cold.’”

Candy laughed, “I remember those days.”

“You know when I first knew I had feelings for you?”

“Was it when you ate my ass on that ladder?” She playfully asked.

I threw my head back and laughed insanely hard. She had a smug little smirk on her face, and it felt so good to see it.

“No, but I could see why you would think that.”

“Then when?” She eagerly asked.

“One night we were getting ready to close, and you were wiping the registers down on the far edge of the counter. I was talking to Sky about candy. . . The food candy, not you.”

She giggled.

“Anyway, I told her what my favorite candy bar was. Cookies and cream. . .  delicious.” That last part I said to myself.

“You do love your cookies and cream,” she said.

“You weren’t even apart of the conversation; I didn’t even think you heard it.”

“Of course, I was listening. That girl was giving you too much attention.”

“Ooooh, little bit jealous?” I said with a sly grin.

“Just finish the story,” she said blushing.

“So, the next day I come in, and you rush me. I remember you had a sucker in your mouth, and it made your cheek bulge out like a chipmunk. You looked so fucking cute. Anyway, you told me that you had a surprise for me, and that you would give it to me on break.”

“Oh yeah, I remember this.”

“Yeah, that whole shift I couldn’t stop thinking about what it could be. I was busy as hell too and couldn’t step off the floor. Every time you passed me; you asked if I went to our locker yet. You got so frustrated that you went and brought it out to me. I remember you had another sucker in, looking all chipmunk like with your puffed out cheek, and you held something behind your back. You told me to close my eyes and hold my hands out before you gave it to me. When I opened them and saw that you placed a cookies and cream candy bar in my hands, I smiled so hard. Then when I looked up from my hands to your face is when I knew. You had this smile like you were happy for me, and you were so excited to give me my favorite candy bar. That was when I knew I had feelings for you.”

Tears were flowing down Candy’s cheeks again, but this time she was smiling.

“Really? That was when you knew?” She asked me, wiping away tears.

“Yeah, I mean I’ve liked you from the time we started talking regularly, but that was the defining moment. There was no question after that, no doubt at all. . .  That was the best tasting candy bar of my life.”

Without saying a word, she kissed me. There was no tongue, but it was a passionate, emotional kiss.

“I needed to hear that. All of that. Thank you.” She kissed me again, and it felt so good to have her spirits lifted.

“You really prayed that I wasn’t just a customer?” She asked hesitantly.

“Yes, and I thank God every day for answering that prayer. I truly do love you. Every single thing about you.”

She kissed me once more, and when she backed away, she started to wipe her tears again.

“You make me feel so special,” she said.

“You are.”

“You know when I knew I first had feelings for you?”

“When?”

“When I saw you stand up for Corbin.”

Corbin was a coworker who was a little bit developmentally challenged. One day I walked by some coworkers who were talking shit about him behind his back, and I shut that down.

“Oh yeah, I remember that. I don’t remember you being there.”

“I was over there putting jeans in the jean wall, but that was when I knew.”

“Well, I’m glad our paths crossed.”

“Me too.” She said resting her head back on my shoulder. We stayed like that for a few minutes.

“Should we watch this movie?” I asked.

“We could, or you could fuck me instead?”

“Oh! Hell yeah, let’s do it!” I excitedly said.

She kissed me again, then stood up, and walked towards her bedroom. She was stripping, and casually discarding her clothes along her way. I got up and followed her, getting more, and more turned on with each discarded layer.

She stood completely naked at the foot of her bed, facing away from me. My heart was racing, and my dick started to swell with anticipation. She theatrically crawled onto her bed, and had her ass sticking up, and her face down. Her massive cheeks wobbled with every slight movement. I don’t think she understands how fucking sexy that is to me.

 I was stunned. I couldn’t move. My mind went back to the first time I saw her, and how I felt. If you would have told me then, that I’d be in this scenario with her now, I would not have believed you.

My vision was overwhelmed by her beauty. She reached her hand under herself and started playing with her pussy. Her facial expressions, and her gasps were turning me the fuck on.

How the hell can she ever feel like she’s ugly?

I walked over behind her and fell to my knees. Her gigantic booty was right in front of me. Her ass looked so appetizing; I couldn’t believe it. Every-time I see it in its glory, it’s like the first time. It wouldn’t matter if this was the millionth time, it still would have me stunned. I looked it over, trying to absorb every detail with my eyes. She know’s I like to admire it first with my sight, then with my hands, and lastly with my tongue.

“You like this big ass, baby?” She said in a sexy tone.

“I fucking love it.” I said in a daze as I set my dick free. I didn’t even realize I started stroking it.

“Is it the best ass you’ve ever seen?”

“Hell yeah, it is.” I said, never taking my eyes off of it.

She got onto all fours, and started to twerk, and roll her booty. Her cheeks split, and clapped as she did this. I felt like my dick was about to cum in my hand, I had to stop stroking, because I wanted to give it all to her.

“Fuuuck, baby.” I let out.

She put her head back down on her bed and continued to roll her cheeks. She was angled in a way where one was rolling more than the other. Her asshole kept peaking at me before each clap. I could watch this all day.

“Do you know how fucking sexy you are?”

“Tell me?” The way her tone sounds when she’s in the mood is sexy as fuck.

“You’re so fucking sexy; you make me want to give you all of my cum.”

She moaned, “In my mouth?”

“Fuck yeah.”

“In my pussy?”

“Of course, baby.” I said watching her cheeks move.

“How much, baby?”

“As much as you want.”

“I want it all. Every last bit of it.”

“Good, don’t waste it.”

“Never.”

She stopped shaking her ass and reached under again to play with her clit. My hands reached out and started to traverse her booty. Her cheeks were so smooth, warm, and dense. I couldn’t get enough.

She was moaning, so sexily, and I could hear how wet she was while she was playing with herself. I couldn’t wait until I was inside of her, filling her up.

“Babe?”

“Yeah?” I asked.

“Kiss my ass.”

She doesn’t need to tell me twice. I started kissing her cheeks, still consciously thankful that I have this opportunity. Feeling her skin on my lips sends waves of pleasure to my brain. I kiss all over her cheeks, in random places. My puckered lips sink into her plump booty cheeks as I apply pressure. Again, the thought crosses my mind that this could be my last time to indulge for whatever reason. The thought also crosses my mind again that I can’t ever let myself take her for granted. She’s my perfect storm. She loves being worshipped, as much as I love worshipping, and her ass is. . .

What was it I said?

Galactic.

I start licking her, and let my tongue slide up the bulge of her booty. She giggles and tenses up. She knows what’s coming next. Her arch gets more pronounced, and then I see both of her hands on her cheeks. She can barely grab them. One of her hands is so shiny from her pussy juices. She spreads her cheeks, exposing her beautiful asshole. I know what she wants, fuck. . . I want it too.

I put my tongue on it. She lets out a long pleasure filled moan as she drains of her strength. I lick, and lick, and lick. I lick slowly from the base of her dripping wet pussy, to her gooch, and then to her asshole where I let my tongue swirl.

“Oh my God!” She says still holding her cheeks open, with her face on her bed. I repeat that motion several times, causing her to moan like crazy.

I move her hands away, and they lazily fall to her side. I’m using mine to spread her ass open. My tongue goes crazy on her asshole. I bring my lips into the mix. Letting them slide, and trail all over her. Something came over me, the grunts and moans I was making sounded animalistic. My dick was so hard, I felt like it would burst.

“I fucking love it when you eat my ass,” She moaned.

I didn’t respond, I just kept letting my tongue, and lips go feral on her asshole. I got lost in the indulgence. Her reactions to me intensified. She started playing with her pussy again, and after a while her juices splashed down onto her bed. She gave out a little scream and jittered. I smashed my tongue on her asshole, feeling its subtle throbs. When I couldn’t feel it wink anymore, I gave it a long passionate kiss of appreciation. Now I had a thirst for her pussy juice.

I awkwardly flipped her over and had her legs hanging off the foot of the bed, bent at the knees. She giggled, and had a huge, excited smile on her face as she got into position. Her chest heaved up and down as I started licking her sopping wet pussy.

“Ooooooh!” She threw her head back and sighed with pleasure. Her hands grabbed her breasts and started to massage them. I love being able to make her feel this way, and even more so after a horrible day.

I let my tongue lick everywhere. I licked in the folds of her pussy lips, to where her pussy and thighs meet, and to inside her wet, juicy pussy. I just wanted to taste her, and fuck, she tasted so good. She was so incredibly wet, and I loved it.

I gave her meaty thigh a long slow lick, which caused her to tense up. I then kissed her where I licked her, and then went back to her pussy.

“I fucking. . .”

Lip smack, slurp, lip smack

“- Love the way you . . .”

Slurp, Lip smack, lip smack

“- Taste, Baby!” I said while I was licking the hell out of her.

I felt her hand smack on the back of my head. Her fingers dug in deep on my scalp. Her hips started to roll while I dived in.

 I shifted my position slightly, and let my tongue pick a fight with her clit. She howled and dug her fingers deeper into my head. It kind of hurt.

My tongue was slapping her clit from every side and angle, I was showing her no mercy. Her body went rigid and after a few moments a warm, steady stream shot out from her pussy and drenched my chin, and chest. I love that I can make her squirt. My goal now is to dehydrate her.

She was screaming so loud; I was worried her neighbors might call the cops on us. Fuck that, I didn’t care. I kept licking her clit. More spurts would squirt out of her every so often.

She was writhing around violently. It was so hard to hold on to her, but I wouldn’t ease up. She tensed up, and her voice got all jittery. Another long stream of juice was squirting out of her. I tried to catch as much of it as I could into my mouth, before I drooled it back on to her pussy.

“Fuck yes,” she was barely able to speak. We both were sopping wet. She Gently pushed me away and held her hands on her pussy like she was trying to calm it down. I was sitting on her floor, and I looked at her with amazement. Her head was tilted to the side, and her eyes were closed. Her chest was slowly heaving up and down, and her hands were held to her pussy. She had a satisfied smile on her face, and she was quietly moaning.

“Candy?”

“Yes?” she said without opening her eyes.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I said as I stood up and crawled onto the bed next to her. I was laying on my side, just staring at her. Strands of her hair were stuck to her sweaty forehead. She was still on her back, facing in my direction with her eyes still closed. Her smile was still frozen on her face.

I reached out, and held her face, letting my thumb stroke her cheek. She gave out an encouraging hum, still not opening her eyes. She was literally drained. I let my thumb rub on her full lips. She parted them, and sucked my thumb in.

Her lips wrapped around my thumb, and the feeling of her tongue, made my dick get harder. She was sucking my thumb slowly, and passionately. She brought both of her wet hands up and held mine. She opened her eyes, and stared into mine as she was licking each of the fingers on my hand. She took one of her hands, and gently clasped it around my dick. I rolled onto my back, and let my hand slide out of her grip.

She got onto all fours, with her head down by my dick, and her ass pointed away from me at an angle. My heart started to race again. It was only a matter of time before I would feel. . .

Her lips wrapped around my dick, causing me to pleasurably groan at the shock of that initial feeling.

She sucked, and stroked me slowly, moaning the whole time. I laid there, staring at the ceiling, feeling, and hearing her do her thing. I felt fucking incredible.

I reached out, and grabbed her ass, and pulled her closer to me. While she was sucking my dick, I was playing with her ass at an angle. I gripped her cheek from inside her crack and shook her. I love the way her ass jiggles.

“Fuck!” I yelled in surprise as I felt her tongue lick all over my ballsack. I never experienced that before her, and it’s one of the best feelings I can think of. She was stroking my dick, and licking my balls, which can always make me cum so quickly.

“Don’t make me cum, baby.” I said, which took a serious physical effort. The pleasure I was feeling was intense.

“Why not?” She whined, in a pitch higher than usual.

“Because I want to cum in your pussy.”

Candy smiled, shifted, and lifted her leg up to straddle me. Her wet pussy was on the center of my chest, and her ass was in my face. I could feel her leaving a tiny puddle on me. The sensation of her sucking my dick was amazing.

I took my hands and started rubbing her cheeks. I stuck my thumb in my mouth, got it wet, and then started rubbing her asshole. Her body tensed for a brief moment, then relaxed.

I was about to explode. This was all too much for me to handle. Her big, delicious ass in my face, and my dick in her warm, wet, skilled mouth was a recipe for a huge cumshot. I had to get her to stop, or I’d spill it all in her mouth.

Even though I can cum multiple times, the first one usually is the hardest. As much as I love cumming inside of her mouth, right now every part of me wanted to fill her pussy.

“Sit on my face.”

She popped my dick out of her mouth, crisis averted.

“Okay!” She excitedly said.

As she was moving into position, I again was mesmerized by the small jiggles of her asscheeks, and before I knew it, my face was buried in-between them. She was rocking back and forth on my face, my tongue licking every part of her it could reach. She repositioned herself slightly, and her asshole landed perfectly on my mouth. I licked as hard as I could with my face being smashed under her bulbous booty.

She was stroking my dick with her hands. The way she worked it was incredible, she really knew how to satisfy me. I can’t wait until I’m inside of her.  She’s going to feel so amazing. Her pussy is sopping wet, I can feel the wetness all over my face. I can’t wait to slide in.

I was so distracted in the moment, that I forgot to breathe. I was suffocating underneath her. I put my hands on her cheeks and pushed her forward. Her mouth immediately engulfed my erect cock.

“Fuck, Holy Damn!” I said breathlessly. Her ferocious grunts were driving me wild. She was giving me her all, bobbing her head up and down like she was trying to suck the soul out of me. If sucking my soul out was possible, she did it long, long ago.

I was playing with her ass as best I could while she was pleasuring me. There was no way I could not pay it any attention while it was in front of me. I wanted to take it all in with my hands. I was rubbing it and shaking it causing her cheeks to quake.

She stopped sucking and was licking my dick from base to tip. I took my thumb and rubbed it on her asshole in circular motions.

“I fucking love that, baby.” She moaned. She held my dick still in her hand, too focused on what she was feeling to be stroking me. I applied more pressure to my thumb, almost penetrating her asshole. Her body got stiff, and she loudly squealed.

I withdrew my thumb from her ass, and she whined slightly. I stuck it in my mouth to get it as lubricated as I could. Then I applied it back to her asshole and applied the same amount of pressure. Then I inserted my thumb into her incredibly tight asshole. She screamed and jerked forward causing my thumb to fall out. I pulled her back and sunk my thumb back in knuckle deep. I pulled it out a little and ran it in a circular motion around the rim of her asshole.

“Fuck yes!” She yelled.

I kept playing with it, letting my thumb twist, penetrate, and rub. She was making noises I never heard her make before. I was amazed at how my mere thumb could bring her to this.

She started sucking me again. I involuntarily yelled out at the sudden sensation of her wet suction. My thumb popped out of her asshole, and I gripped both of her huge cheeks, holding on for my life. When I recovered from the shock, I spread her ass apart. I couldn’t resist. The sight of her asshole turned me the fuck on. I moved my hands to where I could get a good grip on her and pulled her ass forcefully back on to my face.

She squeaked as my dick plopped out of her mouth, and my tongue started licking all over her asshole. I kept compulsively licking until I needed a breath. I pushed her ass off of my face, and she climbed off of me. She turned herself around to face me.

She started licking all over my face, lips, chin, and nose. She was tasting herself off of me. Her hot breath on me, the tiny grunts, and moans she made as she was licking my face was sexy as hell. I stuck my tongue out, and instantly she was on it.

We kissed so aggressively, it felt like our tongues were fighting to the death. We were in it. Her room could have been on fire, and we wouldn’t have given a fuck.

My hands were moving over her body frantically groping, gripping, and pulling her hard against me. She straddled my leg and started grinding her pussy on the top part of my thigh. She was so fucking wet. This is probably the wettest she has ever been with me.

My hand grabbed her hair from the back and pulled. She was breathing heavily and had a fierce look in her eye. We stayed like that for a few moments, not saying anything, but saying everything at the same time. I put my mouth to her exposed neck and started to lick and suck.

“Fuck yeah,” she said through gritted teeth.

I started to bite, and she pressed her hand onto my chest bracing herself. Her reaction was encouraging, so I started to bite harder. She breathlessly squealed and tensed up like she always does.

I let go of my grip on her hair, and started to lick where I had bit. When I pulled away, she gave my neck the same type of treatment.

“Ow! Fuck!” I yelled.

She cackled and started licking my neck where she had bit it. Then she started to slowly lick my face again. Something about how she does it turns me the fuck on. I caught her tongue with my mouth, and we started going at it again. When our tongues touch it ignites something within the both of us.

Before I knew what was happening, she climbed on top of me, and sheathed herself on my dick. She gasped as she initially slid down on me.

“Holy fuck! You feel so gooooood.” I said as she was adjusting herself, while I was inside her.

My dick inside her tight, wet warmth felt unbelievably great. The only other place it would rather be is her mouth with her tongue coating with her saliva. She was smiling while she was looking down on me. She placed her hands on my chest like she was about to perform CPR.

“This is your pussy, Daddy. Take it! Take it! Take it!” She said as she started to bounce on me.

“Fuck!” I could hardly speak.

“You make me so juicy!” She said rhythmically timed with her bouncing.

“Oooooh!” Was all I could say.

She kept bouncing up and down on me, moaning, and gasping.

“Holy. . . Fuck!” I yelled. Feeling her pussy slide up and down on my dick is one of the best sensations I have ever felt. She was grunting in time with each bounce down. If her eyes weren’t closed, she’d be looking straight ahead. She was completely focused. I could tell she was liking it, because it was written all over her face.

She sat up straight on me as she was bouncing and put her hands in her hair. I reached up and cupped her breasts in my hands. I let my fingers play with her erect nipples. She looked down at me, smiled, and bit her lower lip.

“You’re so fucking sexy.” I struggled to say. She put her hands on mine and slowed her bouncing down.

Nothing else in the world was happening. There was only me and her, and me inside of her. Our connection is addicting, and I’m glad it’s not a one-sided thing.

There is nothing better than when your lady wants it just as bad as you. Obligation, pity, or any other type of sex that is not born out of mutual passion is the worst. For me, there is no greater feeling then being desired by a beautiful woman, and Candy is the epitome of that.

She placed her hands back on my chest and started to bounce faster again. She braced herself on me and threw her ass up and down so hard that I was afraid for my dick if it slipped out. She’d crush it. It sounded like a clap every time she slammed into me. She was a beast, and I was her helpless prey, caught beyond saving.

“Cum in me?” She kept repeatedly asking.

I could feel it start to rise. I was going to explode at any moment. Her head game almost took me there earlier, so I was primed, and ready to go.

I put my hands on her hips and stared into her eyes. Her smile grew wider, she knew I was about to unleash inside of her.

“I’m going to cum!” I yelled out.

“Yes! Yes! Fucking give it to me! Fill me up!” She demanded.

“Aaaahhh!”

I could feel my cum violently burst out of my tip. My dick squeezed, and spasmed so hard, I felt lightheaded.

Candy froze, and stared off into space, and then looked down at me in surprise. All of her attention was diverted to what she was feeling in her pussy. My dick was still convulsing inside of her, squeezing out every last bit.

“Oh my God! Your dick is still throbbing!”

I was too out of it to respond.

She started slowly rocking back and forth on me. She looked so satisfied. I could feel her clench her pussy on my dick. It made me feel like she was trying to squeeze more out of me. After my initial spasms, my dick would periodically squeeze.

“Feeling you throb inside of me is the best ever.”

“Yeah? You like that?” I said as I purposely clenched my dick. Which caused her to squeeze her pussy back in response.

“We should learn Morse Code,”I said.

Candy laughed, “What? So we can squeeze messages to each other?”

“Hell yeah, here’s one.” I squeezed S.O.S with my dick inside of her.

“Oh my God! Was that S.O.S?” She excitedly asked.

In response I laughed so hard. “It was! How the fuck do you know that? That’s the only thing I know in Morse Code.”

“I learned that back when I was a girl scout. . . We’re so fucking weird.”

“Yeah, we are, but I like it.”

“Me too. Babe, you made my pussy so gooey. Can I have some more?” She said in her sweet, sexy tone.”

“I don’t think I can right now. You fucking just drained me. . . Maybe the. . . Maybe the pun is intended,” I said.

“Pleeeaase?” She pleaded. Still rocking back and forth and squeezing her pussy on me.

“I can’t. My dick needs to recover from that.” Normally, I can do multiple rounds, but this one defeated me.

She got a devilish look on her face, then started to bounce on me again.

I started to laugh, “Damn it, Candy! Do you want me to have a heart attack?” I asked as I playfully threw her off to the side.

“Wooooow, just treat me like a rag doll.” She said, as she snuggled up to me. She rested her head on my chest, exhausted. Her hand found its way down to my dick and started stroking it. After a few strokes she went down, and started to lick, and suck my cum, and her juices off of it.

She wasn’t sucking on it to bring me to orgasm again. She just loves the taste and doesn’t like when it goes to waste.

“You’re so yummy.”

“I love when you say that. . .  Damn that feels so good.”

“Mhmm.”

She crawled up and laid beside me after she licked my dick clean. We both were on our backs, looking up at the ceiling. I was losing the fight of keeping my eyes open. I felt her leg fall on to mine as she spread her legs wide.

I fell asleep to the sounds of her fingering her pussy, and licking my cum off of her fingers like it was frosting.

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