The Beach House by JT Harding Read Free Book Online

as the
curn filled his cock. He jerked into her mouth, for a moment going
too deep before regaining a measure of control. The first hard
explosion of semen splashed against Kim’s tongue and then he was
filling her mouth, his seed slippery and slick on her tongue and he
watched as she allowed it to slide from her lips, slide along her
upturned face as he erupted again and again until she had no choice
but to swallow.
    Joe held himself against her, shaking, his
cock slowly deflating. Kim sucked hard around his softening length,
drawing the last reluctant drops from him and he pulled away and
sat on his heels on the bare wooden floor, bent over and kissed
her, his face upside down to hers, his tongue exploring her mouth.
The taste of his cum in her mouth excited him, and Joe was aware
this was turned her on too.
    Joe knew Kim was only starting, and the
thought of how aroused she had become since arriving at the beach
began to thicken his cock again; not hard yet, but longer than a
moment before. He tugged her around on the bed, flipping her onto
her front, kissed his way along her slim back, kissing the deep
valley running along her spine. Slowly he worked his way up,
knowing she liked certain things, knowing the places on Kim’s body
that made her shiver. Here, to the right of her spine, below the
shoulder blade – something extremely sensitive lay at that point
though neither knew exactly what. The right degree of pressure was
required, and Joe pushed two fingers down into the muscle, finding
a tiny node, some microscopic point, aware he had found the exact
spot when Kim bucked and yelped.
    Joe laughed. “Are you sure you like
me doing that?”
    Kim shook her head. “I’m not sure. Yes. No.
It hurts, but it’s exquisite as well… like there’s a direct
connection through to my tits.” She laughed into the bed covers.
“God Joe, I’ve squirted on the sheets again.”
    “Don’t sweat it.” He released the pressure
of his fingers and kissed her on the same spot. “Get ‘em as wet as
you like. We’ve got plenty more.”
    “What’s the cleaner going to think when she
finds a basket full of stained bed sheets?” She half turned on her
side, looking back at him, seeing the amusement in his face.
    “She’ll be jealous, I guess.”
    “Too right,” Kim said. “I still want it
slow, Joe, don’t forget.” He saw her glance down to where his three
quarter erect cock swung against her ass, wriggling against him,
making him stiffen further.
    “Is Ami down for a while?” he asked,
nuzzling into her neck, searching for more pleasure points. He had
identified three or four around her neck. Kim loved her earlobes
being sucked and nipped. Loved when he kissed just behind her ears,
when he sucked against her neck, around the side and back.
    Kim groaned. “She’ll be down for an hour at
least. She took a good feed.”
    Joe kissed her behind one ear, gooseflesh
dimpling instantly against her arms and he smiled. His fingers
stroked her back, sliding down between the cheeks of her ass and
Kim pushed one leg to the side, parting herself in encouragement.
Joe laid his finger against her sweet pink asshole and slowly moved
the tip in a circle.
    “How long can you hold out?” he whispered
into her neck.
    “Ages,” Kim said. “Ages and ages.”
    “Are you sure?” Joe lifted his finger to his
mouth and wet the length against his tongue. When his finger
returned to her ass he pressed lightly, opening her. He watched his
fingertip work inside Kim’s tight asshole, the sight causing his
cock to harden fully. Kim must have felt him stiffen and slide
against her side because she twisted, not so much that Joe’s
attention on her ass was distracted, but enough to allow her hand
to reach him.
    Joe slapped her fingers aside. “No – you
come next, babe. You’re not allowed to touch.”
    “Want to touch,” Kim groaned.
    Joe shook his head. “No. Tell me what else
you want.”
    “You know what I want.”
    “I do, but