Teen mit Maske verführt ihn zum Fick

The sultry teen slid the mask over her face, the silky fabric framing her delicate features while providing a tantalizing hint of secrecy. She’d pieced together the perfect costume – a French maid dress, complete with a cinched waist that emphasized her curvy hips and an ample bosom barely contained by the lacy design. The garters wrapping her slender thighs drew the eye heavenward, where her stockings were held up by satin bows. She was the epitome of sultry forbidden fruit…and she knew exactly how to use it.

Her roommate was still asleep, sprawled half out of his bed amidst a tangle of sheets. Never one to shy away from a challenge, she crept closer, heart pounding with anticipation. Her blatant sexuality was put to good use – this wasn’t the first time she’d “awaken” him this way. Nor would it be the last.

Slipping onto the edge of the mattress, she leaned in close, warm breath tickling his ear as a gloved finger trailed down his chest. “Good morning, sleepyhead…” she purred, giving his earlobe a playful nip.

Eyes flying open, he started, then settled back into the pillows with a grin. “Morning to you too, you little minx. Shouldn’t you be seeing to the housework in that getup?”

“Later…” She countered, delicate hands already seeking his lips to silence any further objections. Rising up, she straddled his waist, grinding suggestively against the growing bulge in his boxers. “I thought I’d start on, er, the master bedroom first…”

Rough hands gripped her hips, pulling her down harder as a deep groan escaped. “Fuck yeah. Welcome back, baby. I missed you…”

She smirked, one hand slipping between them to cup his hardness through the fabric. “I can tell.” Giving him a gentle squeeze, she leaned forward until her face hovered just inches from his. Her voice took on a husky edge, face an adorable mask of feigned innocence. “So…what would you like me to do first, master?”

Searing eyes met hers, burning with barely restrained lust. Tugging her down to meet his lips in a searing kiss, tongue plundering the willing recesses of her mouth, he shifted to remove the obstruction between them. She gasped as his swollen cock sprung free, glistening with precum. Hitching her skirt higher with eager fingers, she rubbed herself against him, sweater-clad chest heaving with exertion.

“Come here, you teasing little slut,” he growled. “Get that kitten pussy around my cock like a good girl.” Strong hands gripped her breasts from above, kneading and tugging at her nipples until they pebbled under his touch. She mewled in delight, never ceasing the sensual motion of her hips against his hard flesh.

His hands slid lower to cup the perfect globes of her ass, spreading her wider as he lined them up. With a thrust of his hips, he pulled her down roughly, his bulbous tip nestling between her slick folds. “Fuck yeah,” he grunted. “Gonna ruin this princess cunt.”

She was ready for him, his declaration setting her clit thrumming with need. Bracing her hands on his chest, she sank down, gasping at the sudden stretch and sweet friction of his thick cock forcing her open. Inch by aching inch, she took him deep, undulating her hips to draw him in. Her velvet heat clenched around him, milking his throbbing length as he hilted inside her.

They stayed like that for a long moment, bodies locked in timeless embrace. A bead of sweat trickled between her breasts as she reveled in the feeling of fullness, cock pulsating deep in her core. Finally, his hands wrestled with her dress, pushing it up around her waist. Large palms spanned her thighs, thumbs brushing her glistening petals.

“Ride me, babygirl. Use my dick. Get that slutty hole nice and loose…” His oversized hands slipped under her ass, tilting her hips into a perfect line of tantalizing pressure. Bouncing in his lap, she grasped the headboard for balance as he thrust hard into her clenching sheath, each stroke striking her cervix with jarring force. “Yes, take that cock like the needy fucktoy you are!”

She was always so hot for him, forever eager to serve. Now her cunt was eagerly devouring his thick meat, gushing around him with every brutal rut of his hips. Her head lolled back in ecstasy, eyes fluttering shut behind the mask as her breasts bounced in the confines of her top. The tawdry display only heightened her passion, pussy spasming wildly around him as her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave.

Slumping forward against his chest, she shuddered from the near violent force of her climax. “Oh fuck yes, fill me!” she gasped. “I need your cum, please! Paint my insides!”

With a roar of victory, he dragged her down one final time, cock pulsing deep as he flooded her channel with his hot seed. Buried to the hilt, he bucked wildly, grinding into her as he filled her to the brim with his essence, his grip iron on her hips. “Dirty slut, fucking draining me…” he panted, catching her chin to draw her into a bruising kiss.

Slowly, they unentwined, his softening flesh slipping free of her tender body with a filthy squelch. Sliding off the bed, she rearranged her clothing with shaking hands, clandestine smile playing about her lips. On shaky legs, she retreated from the room, the scent of sex clinging to her skin. “I’m going to get started on the housework now, master. Let me know if you need anything else…”