His Nasty Little Pussy

I was way too excited to sleep that night. I’d already masturbated several times thinking about how good his cock had felt in my mouth and the way his fingers had known exactly what to do to get me off. My black thong was a sopping mess by the time the sun started to peek through my windows.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

That’s when I had a brilliant idea.

Being careful to not make a sound, I slipped out our back door and used the treehouse to sneak into David’s backyard. The grass was wet with dew and felt cool against my bare feet. All the garage doors were down, but I knew he kept the side door unlocked. I slipped inside, turning on a light so I wouldn’t knock anything over on my way to his motorcycle. Shimmying out of my panties, I hooked them on one of the handlebars.

Feeling the pull of the powerful motorcycle, I was unable to resist it. I remembered how good it had felt last night. I didn’t give my brain a chance to overthink, and instead hiked a leg over, letting my bare pussy sit against the leather seat, moaning at how good it felt. I knew I needed to be quick, so I didn’t waste any time in snaking my hand down to my clit. I was already soaking wet. I rocked my hips while I rubbed myself hard and fast. Kneading one of my tits, I thought about cumming with David’s cock in my mouth, that first spurt of heat down my throat, the way he’d pulled my hair so tightly, the taste of his skin. Images whirled through my mind as I came hard against his seat.

Gasping, I couldn’t help but giggle when I fully realized what I’d just done. Getting off his seat, I saw that I’d left a large wet spot on it and giggled some more. Running to the door, I switched off the light and ran across his yard. When I was safely in the treehouse, I crouched by the window and waited. I knew he usually started working pretty early, and it wasn’t long before I saw him leave his house. I sighed at the sight of him. He had on his usual jeans and black boots with a red t-shirt that looked great against his tanned skin and dark hair. He was so fucking sexy.

I held my hand over my mouth as he opened all three garage doors and stepped in. I knew the second he noticed my thong, because his entire body stilled. He stood there staring at it before slowly walking over to the bike.

Reaching out, he ran his fingers over my lacy thong. Unhooking it from the handlebar, I watched in amazement as he brought it to his face and inhaled deeply. My pussy clenched at the sight of him breathing me in.

He turned his head, noticing the wet spot I’d left on his seat. I could see his head give a soft shake as if not fully believing what he was seeing. He slowly ran one finger over the seat before bringing it to his mouth. I delicious shudder ran through me when he abruptly turned and looked straight at the treehouse. In long, confident strides he headed straight towards me.

Squealing, I hustled to the other side of the treehouse and started to shimmy down the rope ladder.

“Ava!” he shouted at me.

The hard tone of his voice breaking the quiet of the morning startled me so much that I faltered on the ladder almost falling. I managed to keep my grip on the rope, but my floundering had made the loose t-shirt I slept in hike almost up to my tits. I hung from the ladder with my bare bottom half on complete display as my feet dangled uselessly below me.

When my body swung back around, I wanted to die at the amused look on his face. His deep dimple was on full display now, and there was an adorable mischievous glint in his eyes.

“This isn’t funny!” I hissed at him, not wanting to scream and wake my parents. If my mom was already up and in the kitchen, I prayed to whatever god would listen that she didn’t look out the window and see her daughter hanging half naked from a tree.

He gave a deep chuckle that was so sexy it was like velvet running over my already sensitive pussy.

“Oh, that’s where you’re wrong, Ava,” he said, leaning against the fence between our yards. His eyes ran over my naked lower half while I tried to hook my foot back into the ladder that kept slipping just out of my grasp.

“This seems like a fitting punishment to me. Although, if I had my way, I’d be over there smacking your ass so hard you wouldn’t be able to sit down for days.”

The sound of his words and the heat in his gaze had me almost panting with need. Noticing the effect he was having on me, he grinned and added, “I figured you’d like that.”

When I finally got my foot hooked around the ladder and was able to step on it, I shot him a frustrated look and pulled my shirt down.

He laughed again and said, “I think I’m going to have a lot of fun with you.” Holding my thong up, he twirled it lazily around his finger before giving it another sniff, never letting his eyes leave mine. “Thanks for the gift, by the way.”

I climbed down with as much dignity as I could muster, knowing my nipples were hard and obvious and that he’d probably noticed the wet sheen all over my pussy and inner thighs. He knew exactly what he did to my body. There was no hiding it from him, so I met his eyes with a wicked glint of my own and said, “You’re welcome.”

“I’ll be seeing you later, Ava.”

I raised an eyebrow, trying to not look too excited, but I’d obviously failed when he gave me another amused grin and added, “Your parents are having a cookout later. Remember?”

Fuck. I’d forgotten all about the neighborhood barbecue they’d been planning for weeks.

Seeing the disappointment on my face, he gave me a wink and a sexy grin. “You’d better get back inside. You’re soaking wet.”

I doubted he was talking about my damp feet. I shot him an irritated look before turning and storming back inside, his deep laugh echoing behind me.