My name is Jujube, fuck! Respect me!

Chapter 46

It really felt like a fight. I grabbed her tits hard, and she, laughing in the middle of the kiss, did the same to me. But the size difference mattered: she was bigger, firmer, more determined. In seconds, I gave in, feeling my body pushed back until I hit the bed on my back. The mattress sank with me, and before I could think, she was on top of me, straddling my hips, dominating every inch of the space.

My heart was pounding. The sight of Diana right there above me was almost too much to handle, it was so fucking hot. Her loose hair fell around her face like a wild frame, her dark eyes shining with a mocking pleasure, like she knew exactly how turned on I was. I felt small under her, vulnerable and at the same time starving — and that contrast made me even wetter.

Without any fuss, she leaned down. Her mouth found my tits in a hungry attack, sucking hard, biting lightly, licking every inch of my chest. The suction was so intense that my moans came out choppy, like I was running out of breath. Her tongue swirled around my nipple and then pulled it into her mouth, yanking spasms from my body.

“I’m gonna eat you out, okay?”

“Uh-huh… no need to ask,”

she warned, her voice low and loaded with lust.

I replied, almost out of breath, my body already surrendered.

She slid down between my legs with the rush of someone who couldn’t wait anymore. She yanked my panties down in one quick move and soon my pussy was exposed, throbbing, wet, wide open for her. No ceremony: her mouth glued to me intensely, hard tongue, licking deep, spreading my own wetness over my clit and lips. I arched on the bed moaning loud, because the way she ate me out wasn’t gentle — it was rough, starved, vulgar.

Her tongue slid like a wet whip, alternating between long licks and quick thrusts. The suction came strong, sucking my clit until I screamed, not giving me a chance to catch my breath. When I thought it couldn’t get more intense, I felt her finger invading me. One, then two, going deep, pushing firmly, thrusting at the same rhythm as her mouth.

I was moaning out of control, with every thrust of her tongue on my clit combined with her fingers plowing my pussy, every move breaking me down more. The sound of her sucking was indecent, wet, sloppy, and Diana moaned along with it, like she got off on hearing me lose it.

My hips started rising on their own, seeking more, wanting to be fucked by her mouth and fingers. And she gave me exactly that: more force, more speed, more lust, eating me out like she wanted to rip my soul out through my pussy.

It might sound anticlimactic, but the truth is Mariana ate pussy better. I swear that thought crossed my mind in the middle of the frenzy, and it almost made me laugh — with her right there, mouth stuck to my pussy, licking and sucking nonstop. But there was no way I could get a word out: her hand was buried in me, digging deep, fucking without mercy, and that was tearing me apart inside.

The contrast left me even more lost — her tongue on my clit, quick, voracious, and her fingers spreading me open, sliding in and out at a rhythm that made me lose control of my own body. I moaned loud, unrestrained, shameless, and with every deeper thrust the bed creaked along with me.

I felt the heat building under my skin, the pressure squeezing me all over inside, and then the explosion hit. My body arched all at once, my leg muscles locking, my pussy throbbing around her fingers, yanking a hard, wet orgasm out of me that left me breathless. I came screaming, shaking, my hips bucking against her mouth like I had no choice.

And she didn’t stop. She kept eating me out right in the middle of my orgasm, sucking every spasm, every contraction, like she wanted to drag it out until I couldn’t take it anymore. My head fell to the side on the pillow, sweaty, my eyes blurred with tears, not sure if I was laughing or crying. I just knew I’d completely fallen apart in the hands — and mouth — of that woman.

“Fuck, dude… wait, shit…”

I laughed, trying to squirm away from her. I always get way too sensitive right after I cum, I need like ten seconds to breathe.

She pulled back, sitting on the edge of the bed, laughing satisfied, looking at me like she was savoring the win.

“Did you like it?”

she asked with that mischievous tone.

“Did I like it?”

I shot back, feeling my face turn into that devilish look everyone always said I made, a mix of naughtiness and madness that made me unrecognizable. “Lie down there and I’ll show you how the young ones do it!”

I grabbed her arm, pulling her firmly, and threw myself on top. A quick, intense kiss, just to shut down any words, and soon I went down to her tits.

Her breasts were firm, full, almost hard against my mouth. I sucked them eagerly, licking the nipples, biting lightly, sucking hard to pull moans from her. At the same time, my hand slid right in, making its way to her pussy. When my fingers found it, I was impressed: the skin was so smooth, like there wasn’t a single flaw, and the hot wetness dripping from her gave me chills. I fingered her hard, going deep, while my mouth devoured her tits, feeling her body twist under mine.

Diana wasn’t quiet. On the contrary, she moaned loud, scandalous, making it clear how much I was getting to her. With every thrust of my fingers she yelled, with every harder suck on her tits she arched, lost, out of her mind. The whole room seemed to vibrate with her voice.

She was completely surrendered, moaning like every move was fire on her skin. I held her head and sat on her face, my pussy dripping against the mouth that devoured me hard, sucking my clit like she was starving.

“Suck mommy… suck…”

I whispered, panting, totally given over to the pleasure.

I leaned forward and faced her pussy. Pale, smooth, open, wet in a way that seemed impossible. That drove me crazy. I dove in with my mouth, licking deep, sucking her clit and running my tongue down until I tasted the hot throb of her flesh.

Soon my hand joined in. Two fingers slid in easy, then three, going in and out at a strong rhythm, thrusting deep. She arched, her legs shook, and every moan from her was an indecent scream, echoing through the room. Her whole body opened up to me, scandalous, begging for more every second.

That’s when I noticed: her legs spread wide, and there, her asshole exposed, glistening with wetness. A shiver ran down my spine.

What if I stick a finger in here…? I thought, feeling my lust double just from the idea.

I pressed my mouth to her asshole and started kissing slowly, running the tip of my tongue around, while I teased with my finger, circling, provoking. At that moment she stopped eating me out, her voice choked as it escaped in a moan:

“Like that… yeah… that’s good… I’m gonna cum…”

That only fired me up more. I kept going without mercy. My tongue slid firmly, sucking her ass, slurping like it was pussy. While I did that, I slid a finger in back, going slow, and at the same time two fingers up front, plunging into the soaked pussy. Her body exploded against my touch: I sucked her clit hard, slurping, nibbling, while I fingered deep, feeling every contraction grip me.

I was amazed by the feel of her ass chewing on my finger, I’d never done that before, I remember loving it when it was done to me. The texture was totally new and it gave me a fucking rush.

Diana lost control. She came loud, yelling, moaning so hard it seemed to echo off the walls. Her legs thrashed, her body shook all over, and she clutched the sheets like she was being torn apart.

“S-stop… please, stop…”

she begged, panting, almost crying from pleasure, pleading because she couldn’t take the intensity anymore.

The rule is clear: when she asks to stop, that’s when you drive her crazy by keeping going. And that’s exactly what I did.

She was already falling apart completely, her body in convulsions from so much pleasure, and even then I didn’t let up. I kept sucking her clit hard, slurping like I wanted to steal her soul through her pussy. My fingers worked together, two buried deep up front, thrusting without pity, and another in back, filling everything, making her open up and tremble in a way that turned me on even more.

Her first orgasm had been loud, but the second came right after, even more devastating. Diana screamed in a way that sounded like an animal howl, throat wide open, the sound raw. Her legs clamped and spread at the same time, not knowing if they were pushing my face away or pulling me deeper. Her pussy pulsed around my fingers, squirting cum, soaking everything, while her asshole clenched tight on my finger, like it wanted to suck me in.

She came in waves, nonstop, a multiple orgasm ripping through her body in endless spasms. I felt every contraction, every tremor, like electric current passing from her skin to mine. The mattress creaked with the force of the movements, and I held on to her, firm, until I felt her body finally start to lose strength.

When I realized her shaking was just exhaustion now, that the moan was more like a sob, I finally eased the pressure and slowly pulled out my fingers. I left just my mouth there, kissing softly, like a caress after the storm.

She slid out from under me when I allowed it, sweaty, hair stuck to her forehead, breathing like she’d run a marathon. She looked at me, eyes still lost, and managed to get out between laughs and sighs:

“Seriously… please… I need to rest. My God, you’re fire, girl…”