Celeb Fun

Her touch lingered, a subtle caress. “Come here, baby” She pulled him down to her, her hands gripping the nape of his neck, and before he could even register the shift, her tongue was in his mouth.

The kiss was a sudden, intense plunge into heat and sensation. He tasted toothpaste and something uniquely him, a raw, masculine essence that made her head swim. She pulled back slightly, her breath hitched.

“Moving a little fast for you, huh?” Rebel teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She could feel his heart thudding against her own. “I saw you watching me when I was in my room.” Her voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, her fingers playing with the damp hair at his temples. “And every other time you’ve spied on me.”

A flush crept up Doug's neck, a delightful admission of guilt. He didn’t deny it, couldn’t. The truth of her words hung in the steamy air between them. Rebel leaned in again, pulling him down to her, and kissed him, slower this time, giving him a chance to respond. And respond he did, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer, his tongue meeting hers with a newfound urgency, a silent affirmation of all the unspoken desires that had been simmering between them. The shower became a world of their own, a tempest of touch and taste, washing away all pretense and leaving only raw, undeniable passion.

When his fingers finally closed around the generous swell of her breasts, a gasp escaped Rebel’s lips, quickly devoured by his kiss. “You like these big boobies, huh?” he murmured against her mouth, his voice a low growl that vibrated through her. “Go ahead, I know what you wanna do”

Rebel’s eyes fluttered open for a moment, meeting the hungry glint in his. He pulled back just enough to create a sliver of space, then leaned down, his dark head disappearing between her breasts. With a soft sigh, he cupped one, lifting it towards his face. Rebel watched, mesmerized, as his tongue flicked out, a warm, wet caress across her nipple. A sharp intake of breath, then he latched on, a deep, resonant suck that sent a jolt directly to her core. “Oh fuck” she moaned, her head tilting back, exposing the elegant line of her throat. He alternated, one breast then the other, each lick and suck a masterful performance. “You know that big girls always have the best nipples.” she whispered, the words barely audible above her ragged breathing.

Her eyes closed again, a wave of pure sensation washing over her. “Oh, baby, you’re making my pussy so wet,” The words were barely out when she felt a distinct pressure against her lower belly. Her eyes flew open, and a slow, knowing smile spread across her face. Doug's jeans were straining, a clear outline of his quickly expanding cock poking insistently against her. “Oh fuck yes” she breathed, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She reached down, her hand closing around the impressive bulk through the denim. “Looks like I’m making you hard again.”

Without breaking eye contact, Rebel slowly lowered herself to her knees, the soft fabric of her dress rustling around her. She looked up at him, her smile still in place, her fingers stroking the burgeoning hardness she held captive. “Ooh, baby” she whispered, her voice husky with anticipation. “I’ve waited so long for this.” With a deliberate slowness that heightened the tension, she released him from his denim prison. The sight of his long, thick cock, hot and engorged, made her breath catch. She leaned forward, her full lips parting in invitation, and with a soft groan of pleasure from Doug, she enveloped him, taking him deep into her mouth.