[Gentle and with purpose, worshipping in his way. Frank's eyes are slipping shut. Something safe, sexual and lulling about being so close to her. They're strangers but being so exposed and privileged to touch and play.]
I swear to God, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.
[Words not so inspired and possibly over used. He means it. The tip of his tongue presses to the teased to attention nipple to lick and breathe on. Frank's cock throbs. Her mouth was on him moments ago and he's itching for more stimulation. His hands smooth down to her hips and he's looking for the clasp to undo those skin tight pants.]
[ She has been told that several times but the way he says it... It does feel different. And it surprises her. Her fingers give another rub to his scalp before she's feeling his hands undo her pants. She hums with further approval.
He'll see she's not only going commando in her own right but that her hair is, in fact, very much red.
[Frank isn't trying to be anyone or anything but himself. He's not the brightest, no. Willing and able, that's him. Read to jump into action and give his all. Giving usually isn't any where near as satisfying. He'll sure as hell be honest and true.
He's gotta pull away and licks his lips as he does. Gotta use both hands to get her near painted on jeans down so he nuzzles and kisses her thighs coming closer and closer to the little patch of red. Oh yeah, he likes what he sees.]
Oh hell yeah...
[To belatedly answer her question and to blatantly voice his approval. Frank tosses away her jeans, both hands spreading her thighs and holding her open to look, lick and touch. The flushed pink of her sex goes with the pale of her skin and pop of red.]
[ The moment his mouth touches her sex, she lets out a startled sort of cry, flopping back on the bed. Then she feels his tongue and a hand goes back to his head, gripping him and her hips jerk against his mouth. She moans loudly, not able to control her reactions when so few men actually go down on her like this. They just want to fuck her pussy, not eat it or lick it. ]
[Tongue splays back and forth and then slips in to wriggle and work in and out. Little moans and hums get buried in the motion. He's going at it with all the enthusiasm he had in a kiss. You give the lady what she wants. No question. Frank's hands stay gentle, still spreading her pussy and thighs for his attentions.]
[ She moans without restraint, some of the sounds she makes coming out higher as she feels his tongue fuck her. She keeps rolling her hips against his mouth, feeling herself already getting so close to coming. After the attention to her breasts, this was just about to finish her off.
But she knows some guys don't like that so she has to warn him: ]
[Hanging back just a moment he pants open mouthed, breathing on her worked skin. Goddamn, she's like a ripe fruit.]
Yeah? That's what I want baby. You taste so good all juicy and sweet for me.
[No problem whatsoever there. Frank dives right in again, flicking and rolling his tongue in her pussy. In so deep his nose is wet too. His approval rumbles in the movement.]
[ His words are genuinely surprised to her and then he's back at it and it only takes a few more thrusts and licks from his tongue to make her come, her climax spurting out into his mouth and on his lips.
She cries out, shaking and genuine in her response, eyes squeezed shut as she flops back against the bed, panting. ]
[Staying audible is a means to show her that he likes what's happening, he likes being the one to do this. And they don't know one another personally but Frank is so damn pleased to be the one to get a girl to go crazy with his mouth. It's a service. And fuck if it doesn't keep his dick hard and wet. Pulling off he licks his chops.]
[ Natasha remains where she is on the bed, legs splayed apart and chest slowly heaving as she descends into her afterglow. She breathes out a laugh, resting a hand on her stomach. ]
Those girls... from where you come from? They're all idiots.
[ Because how rare is it to find a guy that likes to not only eat pussy but let a woman come on his face? Natasha hasn't come across many, sadly. ]
[Though the way his expression is in an all out smirk. He really isn't going to argue his point. Frank is still smoothing over her gorgeous legs and he wipes his mouth on the inside of her knee as he moves to lay on his side. It gives his cock some relief. Fuck is he still hard. Frank is content for the time being to lay here and reach down to stroke himself off looking at her. Like a pin-up come to life.]
[ She sees that smirk and is grateful he's giving her a chance to catch her breath. But she notices what he's doing and reaches over to rub the tip of the cock's head with her fingers. ]
[Oh fuck does she ever have a light and careful touch. Soft hands too. Frank swallows and nods. Yeah they haven't actually fucked yet but he already feels like this has been a very, very good jaunt. There's a whole roll that was shoved into his coat and he reaches over to grab it from the pile of discarded clothes shoved off the bed.
First one out and he snickers. The boys got em stupid scented condoms. The first one one is strawberry.]
You're not allergic to strawberries or nothing right?
[He shows her his prize. The next one is banana. How creative.]
[Better with the cream. Right? He snickers still and peels open the package to roll it over his cock. Hey. It's a fit. Phew. He wasn't sure if they'd get him the right kind or not but they're practically his brothers.]
Nice color for you.
[Not like it's the color that matters. Frank is so giddy and ready for this.]
[ She moves on the bed, laying on it more fully now, her head on one of the pillows. She reaches down to rub her clit for a moment, making sure she was ready for him. After that, her arms flop down on the pillows around her, smirking at him. ]
[There's a long, low whistle because holy fuck they both know she's wet and ready for him. Just watching her work and feeling the heat of her gaze on him. Frank crawls up her body and holds himself by the base to rub his coated cock against her clit and opening. All the better to get him nice and slick.]
Yes, ma'am.
[It's more customary to say sir but ain't no way he would have a commanding officer like this.]
[ There's a small gasp at the rubbing, Natasha biting down on her bottom lip as she spreads her legs more for him and lifts her ups up to press more against him.
A needy sound comes from the back of her throat, eyes closing as that touch alone is enough to light the heat in her belly again. ]
[ She moans a little louder at that, back arching some as she takes him in, feeling herself stretch to accommodate his girth. Her hands go to his waist as she breathes in deeply in and out, adjusting her hips to take him in more fully. Her answer is a breathy, ]
I don't think---I ever had pussy this tight or sweet.
[Straight laced ladies and girls who wanted to save themselves for marriage were way more interested in keeping everything as chaste as possible. And the girls that didn't? Well they were certainly having their fun. Frank's memory is drawing a blank because none of them are like Natasha. Her bold, sharp eyes meet his and she knows what she wants and knows her body and how to use it with his.]
...Can I hold down your hands?
[He's reaching for one right now at his waist, threading his fingers with her's. Frank lowers his face to her neck to kiss and breathe remembering her request for no marks.]
[More pretty, more open minded and Christ if that smile doesn't light up the whole place. Frank moves her arm up above her head and then guides the other to join. It puts a little strain and causes her breasts to lift. Frank rocks forward hard and watches her face, his mouth hovering closet to kiss her jaw and chin.]
Just hands. Mmm...
[Though that is enough for him. Her legs splayed and body enveloping him is more than enough to get him rolling fast.]
[ There's a startled moan that leaves her at the first thrust, followed by a string of others, her eyes closing, expression contorting into one of pleasure bridling on ecstasy. She takes him in, moving her hips up to meet each thrust as he pounds into her, the pace picking up soon enough.
She gets louder as the headboard starts to bang against the wall. ]
Oh god, oh god!
[ She had a few rough fucks before but this somehow managed to feel better than all of those. ]
[Each thrust of his own is punctuated with a grunt. Throwing his whole body into the motion. And Natasha is read for it, he can tell in the way she braces and pushes back. But the verbal feed back it's like she's surprised. He's not sure.]
Yeah, baby aw fuck that's so good.
[First sex in months he's really really into it. Natasha's expressiveness adds to his pleasure.]
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I swear to God, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.
[Words not so inspired and possibly over used. He means it. The tip of his tongue presses to the teased to attention nipple to lick and breathe on. Frank's cock throbs. Her mouth was on him moments ago and he's itching for more stimulation. His hands smooth down to her hips and he's looking for the clasp to undo those skin tight pants.]
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He'll see she's not only going commando in her own right but that her hair is, in fact, very much red.
Once he's got them open, ]
Like what you see?
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He's gotta pull away and licks his lips as he does. Gotta use both hands to get her near painted on jeans down so he nuzzles and kisses her thighs coming closer and closer to the little patch of red. Oh yeah, he likes what he sees.]
Oh hell yeah...
[To belatedly answer her question and to blatantly voice his approval. Frank tosses away her jeans, both hands spreading her thighs and holding her open to look, lick and touch. The flushed pink of her sex goes with the pale of her skin and pop of red.]
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More. Please.
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But she knows some guys don't like that so she has to warn him: ]
Baby, I'm--I'm gonna come. If you don't stop--!!
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Yeah? That's what I want baby. You taste so good all juicy and sweet for me.
[No problem whatsoever there. Frank dives right in again, flicking and rolling his tongue in her pussy. In so deep his nose is wet too. His approval rumbles in the movement.]
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She cries out, shaking and genuine in her response, eyes squeezed shut as she flops back against the bed, panting. ]
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Hot damn.
[He strokes her splayed thighs.]
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Those girls... from where you come from? They're all idiots.
[ Because how rare is it to find a guy that likes to not only eat pussy but let a woman come on his face? Natasha hasn't come across many, sadly. ]
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[Though the way his expression is in an all out smirk. He really isn't going to argue his point. Frank is still smoothing over her gorgeous legs and he wipes his mouth on the inside of her knee as he moves to lay on his side. It gives his cock some relief. Fuck is he still hard. Frank is content for the time being to lay here and reach down to stroke himself off looking at her. Like a pin-up come to life.]
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[ She sees that smirk and is grateful he's giving her a chance to catch her breath. But she notices what he's doing and reaches over to rub the tip of the cock's head with her fingers. ]
Get a rubber on and I'll help you with that.
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First one out and he snickers. The boys got em stupid scented condoms. The first one one is strawberry.]
You're not allergic to strawberries or nothing right?
[He shows her his prize. The next one is banana. How creative.]
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Nah, I love strawberries.
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[Better with the cream. Right? He snickers still and peels open the package to roll it over his cock. Hey. It's a fit. Phew. He wasn't sure if they'd get him the right kind or not but they're practically his brothers.]
Nice color for you.
[Not like it's the color that matters. Frank is so giddy and ready for this.]
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Show me what you got, marine.
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Yes, ma'am.
[It's more customary to say sir but ain't no way he would have a commanding officer like this.]
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A needy sound comes from the back of her throat, eyes closing as that touch alone is enough to light the heat in her belly again. ]
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Ohh fuck.
[He knew she tasted good, and now the feeling? Damn, damn, damn. And boy is she ever flexible.]
You good there, honey?
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Yeah, baby. You feel so good already.
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[Straight laced ladies and girls who wanted to save themselves for marriage were way more interested in keeping everything as chaste as possible. And the girls that didn't? Well they were certainly having their fun. Frank's memory is drawing a blank because none of them are like Natasha. Her bold, sharp eyes meet his and she knows what she wants and knows her body and how to use it with his.]
...Can I hold down your hands?
[He's reaching for one right now at his waist, threading his fingers with her's. Frank lowers his face to her neck to kiss and breathe remembering her request for no marks.]
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Good. I don't want to be like any other fuck you've had.
[ But at his question, she's grinning, ]
Sure, baby. As long as it's just your hands.
[ She's not into the 'being tied up' scene. ]
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[More pretty, more open minded and Christ if that smile doesn't light up the whole place. Frank moves her arm up above her head and then guides the other to join. It puts a little strain and causes her breasts to lift. Frank rocks forward hard and watches her face, his mouth hovering closet to kiss her jaw and chin.]
Just hands. Mmm...
[Though that is enough for him. Her legs splayed and body enveloping him is more than enough to get him rolling fast.]
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She gets louder as the headboard starts to bang against the wall. ]
Oh god, oh god!
[ She had a few rough fucks before but this somehow managed to feel better than all of those. ]
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Yeah, baby aw fuck that's so good.
[First sex in months he's really really into it. Natasha's expressiveness adds to his pleasure.]
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