Her Obsession

5

Tonya POV

Dakota comes over to see me. I thought he might come back, but I was not sure. He did enjoy himself last night. I still cannot believe he had never done anything with a woman before other than fooling around. He is undoubtedly a fast learner.

I loved watching his face as he slides his c**k in between my t**s. The man is obsessed with t**s. He loved every second of it, and when I finished him, I watched his face to see just how much he was enjoying himself. He was so generous to get me off after. I cannot wait to see what the rest of the night holds for us.

I set the table for us. I put all of the food on the table. I go ahead and make his plate. He makes me another drink on the patio. Maybe I will f**k him out there next. He brings my glass in and hands it to me. “Nothing for you?” I ask him.

“Do you have a beer?” Dakota asks.

“I do, in the fridge,” I say to him.

He takes a beer out of the fridge. He sits down at the table. “I cannot remember the last time I had someone cook for me,” Dakota says.

“I cook every night; feel free to come to eat with me whenever you like,” I say to him.

“You are very kind to me,” Dakota says.

“You are easy to be kind, too,” I say to him.

We eat our dinner, and he helps me clean up the kitchen. He keeps his eyes on my t**s through most of the meal, and while we are cleaning, he touches my t**s every chance he gets. 

“Do you want to go out on the patio?” I ask him.

“Sure,” Dakota says.

I take off my apron and go out on the patio n***d. He follows behind me. “Aren’t you afraid someone will see you?” Dakota asks.

“No one can see up here,” I say to him.

“Really?” Dakota asks.

“Yeah, really,” I answer him.

I lie back in my lounger with my legs divided. He sits between my legs and rubs my legs for a moment. “You can undress if you like; no one can see you, I promise,” I say to him.

Dakota promptly stands and takes his clothes off. He dives between my legs and tops at my t**s. He wants to suckle them, and I do not mind at all. I let him suckle my t**s as he fingers my p***y. He gives me such pleasure. He pulls himself up to kiss me. His tongue danced in my mouth with much more ease tonight. He continues to finger my p***y hard. He learns fast. He kisses down my chest and back to my t**s. “I love these,” Dakota says as he begins to suckle them one at a time again. He kisses down my stomach until he reaches my p***y. He dives in. He starts eating me like I am the best damn dessert he has ever had, and he just cannot get enough. 

“Do you want to f**k me out here?” I ask him.

He doesn’t answer; he pulls up and lets his c**k dive into me. He thrusts into my p***y harder and harder. He latches back onto my tit as his c**k penetrates me hard and deep. 

“Do you think about f*****g me today?” I ask him.

“Yes,” he moans.

“Did you think about how my hot wet p***y tastes today?” I ask him.

“All f*****g day,” he moans, pushing into me harder as I excite him with my questions.

“Did you think about sucking my t**s?” I ask him.

He rams into me harder. “f**k, Yes I did!” he moans.

He grabs hold of both of my t**s as he rams into me harder and harder. 

“You want to unload on them, don’t you?” I ask him.

“Yes, I want to c*m all over your t**s,” Dakota says. 

He continues ramming me harder and harder. “You want me to c*m first?” I ask him.

“Yes, c*m for me s**t!” Dakota demands for me to c*m as he rams my p***y over and over. I reach down and begin to play with my clit as he rams into me. 

“c*m for me s**t!” He demands again. 

I begin to c*m hard, and he pulls out to eat me. He licks me until I finish. He continues eating my p***y after I c*m. He is so good at eating p***y. I taught him well. He pulls me from the lounger, and I go to my knees. He slides in between my t**s again and begins to push in and out until he cums on my t**s. After he cums he pushes his c**k into my mouth to finish him just like we did before. 

He helps me to my feet. “I am going to go shower, sweetie,” I say to him. I kiss him on the cheek. I leave him on the patio. 

I go into the shower and wash his c*m off of my body. He is fun, but I know I cannot keep this up with him very long. I do not want him to get attached to me or developing any feelings for me. I will have to let him down easy, but first, I will give him one hell of a time. 

When I go back out on the patio, he is on the phone. I try not to listen, but I cannot help myself. When he sees me, he promptly gets off the phone. 

“You did not have to get off the phone because of me,” I say to him.

“Sorry, it is a girl I have been seeing,” Dakota says.

“Oh, I see; you don’t want her to know you are here with me, do you?” I ask him.

“I do not think she would like it,” Dakota says.

“Yeah, I do not think I would like to share you with anyone either if I was her,” I say to him. 

“Really, you think she would be jealous of you,” Dakota asks me.

“Maybe I am jealous of her,” I say as I lean in and kiss him. 

Clearly, I will have to step up my game to hold on to his c**k for the summer. I am not going to let some twenty-something twit take away my new boy toy. I thought I was going to just f**k him and let him go, but maybe I do not want to let go of him.