I reached my arms down and locked them behind her arse, lifting her up until her breasts were pressed against my face. I sucked at them, first one, then the other, rolling my tongue around the thick buds.
Dawn moaned and gripped my shoulders, her head going back. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I held her there, now sucking her nipple hard, drawing it deep into my mouth.
She got heavy after a minute, so I turned toward the counter, propping her up on the edge. This freed my hands and one went to the breast my mouth wasn't covering while the other quickly found its way between her open legs.
She groaned when I parted her lips with my fingers. She was soaking wet! My cock pointed straight up, as if aiming for her. The thought kept returning, as hard as I tried to push it away. I wanted to get inside her.
"Put your fingers in me," she panted. I searched through the wet folds of flesh, looking for her centre. I wasn't fast enough and Dawn guided me, showing me her opening. I slowly sank a finger into her. She was so smooth inside it was actually shocking to me. How could anything be that soft?
"Two fingers." She rocked against my hand.
I slid another one in, moving my fingers at an easy pace, in and out of her cunt. It made a deliciously sloppy wet sound that had my cock swelling, like it was stretching higher, eager to do its part. The thought of making those sounds with my cock inside of her was too much. My head was just getting in the way now, my thoughts racing, and I wanted to turn it off and let my body take over.
"Put three in." She leaned back on her elbows, putting her feet up in the counter and opening her knees. I could look down now and watch my fingers slipping in and out of her.
"More?" I watched my two fingers stretching her flesh. I pulled them out for a moment, her juices thick, clinging to my fingers in clear strands.
"Unless you want to put your cock in me?"
I met her eyes and then looked down at her cunt again-open, wet, waiting. All I had to do was slide inside. She wanted me to fuck her; I wanted to fuck her. Why wasn't I fucking her, then?
"Come on." She slid her arse to the edge of the counter and opened her lips with her fingers. "Put that hard cock in me. You know you want to."
Fuck yes, I wanted to! My cock most definitely wanted to be buried balls-deep inside of her-it was the voice in my head that was the problem. If we crossed that line, there was just no going back. Somehow I could rationalize everything up to that point, like some virgin girl who thought oral or anal sex wasn't "real sex." It was strange, but true.
"God, I have to have your cock!" She moaned, slipping two of her own fingers inside. "Please, Davey. Fuck me. Put it in me."
"Oh hell!" I groaned, taking my cock in my hand and aiming it for her. Her eyes were bright and she grabbed me, sliding me up and down her wet slit. Oh christ, that didn't just feel good-that was fucking incredible! She worked me up over her clit and back down, her eyes half-closed, her breath coming fast.
"You gonna fuck me?" She slipped the tip of my cock down toward her hole. I winced, grabbing her hips and pushing her back a little on the counter.
"Dawn, we can't." I gritted my teeth. My cock was wet with her juices and longing for more of her warmth.
"Oh, hell!" She swore, rolling her eyes and leaning back on her elbows. "Are you serious?"
I closed my eyes. I was off my trolley. I had to be. I had a willing, waiting, wet cunt in front of me and I was saying no? I was definitely off my head. But my head was the problem.
"You can't leave me like this," she pleaded. "David, I have to have your cock. Please!"
"I'll lick you," I said, a peace offering.
She sighed. "Noooo… Oh my god, I want you so much…"
I groaned, leaning over her and pressing my face against the flesh of her belly. She smelled clean, like soap. "Dawnie, I can't. I just can't." I looked up, pleading with my eyes. "You're like my sister."
“But I’m not,” she pleaded.
“I know,” I agreed, gulping. “But we could get into so much trouble…”
She frowned for a moment, realizing I really wasn’t going to do it, and then her eyes left mine, moving over the counter beside her. She smiled, getting that mischievous Dawnie look in her eye again. I watched as she picked up the cucumber that she had put on the counter to cut up for her salad.
"Here." She handed it to me, grinning. "Then you can fuck me with this."
My eyes widened, but I took it. "With this?"
"If I can't have you, then this will have to do." She nodded, opening her legs wide.
I hesitated. It was far larger than my cock, thicker through the middle for sure. Could she take this inside of her? How? I found myself curious to see.
"Come on." She spread her lips open, showing me her cunt. "I want to be fucked."
There was no way! That tiny little hole, and she wanted me to slide this huge cucumber in there?
I pressed the tip to her flesh and she shivered. "Cold," she murmured. "Go on." Further. I watched her lips spreading over it, taking it in. "Deeper. Come on, David."
I slid it steadily into her, watching in awe as her pink, wet flesh stretched to take it in, bit by bit.
When it was about halfway in, she squirmed. "No further than that…okay?" I nodded, my breath coming fast.
"Lick me."
I leaned in toward her, nosing her clit, finding it with my tongue. She moaned, wiggling, and ran a hand through my hair, guiding my head. "Yessssss, right there."
I licked at her, holding the cucumber, buried halfway in. She started rocking against me, whimpering. Her cunt tasted clean and sweet and I swallowed her, wanting more.
"Now fuck me!" She rolled her hips. I started moving the cucumber out of her and then back in, slow and easy, keeping my mouth fastened against her, my tongue teasing her clit.
"Faster," she begged, and I obeyed, moving it in and out of her more rapidly, the thick length of the vegetable opening her wide. "Oooohhh, yes, harder!"
I was shoving it in her now, my tongue making circles around and around her clit, catching a rhythm. She was fucking back, lifting her hips, rolling them, and I struggled to keep my tongue moving where I knew she wanted it.
"Ooooo! You fuck me so good!" she moaned. "Harder!"
So I did, as hard as I could, looking up at her, propped on her elbows and watching me fuck her with the cucumber, my tongue licking fast at her clit.
She looked at me through half-closed eyes and whispered, "Don't you wish it was your cock?"
I groaned against her flesh at the cruel words, twisting the cucumber in her cunt and making her gasp. She seemed to like that, so I continued to twist it as I fucked her, back and forth, in and out.
"Ohhhh god, I wish it was you." She looked down at me. "I wish it was your big, hard cock fucking me like that."
Oh hell. Me, too, I thought, plunging it deeper still, ignoring what she'd said earlier about "no further." She didn't seem to care, she was breathing fast and bucking against me, taking more and more of the dark green shaft into her cunt. I worked it hard and fast inside of her, my face coated in her juices, my cock a steel rod throbbing for release.
She started to make that sweet, telltale noise, "uh, uh, uh," and I moaned against her flesh, fucking her a little harder, licking faster still.
"Ohhhh you're so good," she whispered. "So fucking goooooood!" She gasped and shuddered and grabbed my hair, pushing her hips up to meet me and shoving my mouth against her so hard I couldn't breathe and I didn't care. She was flooding my face with her sweetness, her cunt spasming around the cucumber again and again.
She collapsed on the counter, moaning still, and I looked down at the vegetable still half-submerged inside of her, slick and wet. I slid it out, slow, and she moaned as if she didn't want to let it go. She breathed a sigh, reaching for me, and I helped her sit.