maki loves his pretty girl so much... and her pretty pussy too... ( +18 )
you lie back on the soft bed, your legs spread wide, knees bent and feet planted firmly on the mattress.
the cool air brushes against your exposed pussy, already slick with arousal, as maki positions himself between your thighs. his strong hands grip your hips, pulling you closer to his face, his breath hot against your sensitive folds. he looks up at you with hungry eyes, a smirk playing on his lips before he dives in.
his tongue flattens against your pussy, licking a long, slow stripe from your entrance up to your clit. you gasp at the immediate contact, your body arching slightly off the bed. maki doesn’t even waste time—he presses his mouth fully against you, his lips sealing around your clit as he sucks hard, drawing it between his teeth for a gentle nip.
his tongue swirls around the swollen nub, flicking it rapidly while his hands dig into your thighs, holding you open for him.
a deep moan vibrates from his throat right into your core, the sound rumbling through your pussy like a promise of more pleasure. he moans again as he laps at your wetness, his tongue delving into your entrance now, thrusting in and out in shallow pumps before dragging back up to circle your clit.
“mmm, fuck,” he groans against you, the vibration making your hips buck involuntarily. his nose bumps against your clit with eager lick, his face buried deep, chin glistening with your juices.
you feel every ridge of his tongue as it explores you, tracing the inner lips of your pussy, sucking them into his mouth one by one before releasing them with a wet pop.
he spreads your folds wider with his thumbs, exposing you completely, and then dives back in, his tongue spearing deep inside you, fucking you with it while his lips suckle at your entrance.
another moan escapes him, louder this time, muffled by your flesh as he devours you like he’s starved.
“you’re my pretty girl,” he murmurs, pulling back just enough to speak, his voice husky and thick with lust. his breath fans over your dripping pussy, making you shiver. “my pretty, pretty girl with this perfect little pussy.” he punctuates his words by plunging his tongue back inside you, moaning deeply as he tastes you again. “so delicious… fuck, you taste so good, doll. sweet and wet just for me.”
his praise sends heat flooding through you, and you can’t hold back—your hands fly to his hair, fingers threading through the dark strands and tugging hard.
“maki,” you moan, your voice breaking on his name as pleasure coils tight in your belly. you pull him closer, grinding your pussy against his mouth, desperate for more.
that moan of yours, combined with the sharp tug on his hair, rips another guttural moan from him. “mmmph, yes,” he growls into your pussy, the sound vibrating straight to your clit.
he redoubles his efforts, sucking your clit between his lips and flicking it with the tip of his tongue while two fingers slide into your entrance, curling up to stroke that sensitive spot inside. his fingers pump in rhythm with his tongue, stretching you, filling you as his mouth works your clit relentlessly.
you tug his hair harder, yanking his head back slightly before pushing him down again, and he loves it—moaning louder, his own hips grinding against the bed as he eats you out. his tongue laps at you in broad strokes now, collecting every drop of your arousal, then focuses on your clit with precise, rapid flicks.
“that’s it, my pretty girl,” he praises between licks, his voice rough. “moan for me. let me hear how good my tongue feels on this delicious pussy.”
your moans grow louder, hips rolling up to meet his mouth as his fingers thrust deeper, knuckles brushing your ass with each plunge. he adds a third finger, scissoring them inside you, stretching your walls while his tongue never stops—sucking, licking, circling.
he moans again, the vibration pushing you closer to the edge, his free hand sliding up to pinch your nipple, twisting it just hard enough to make you cry out.
“maki! oh god, maki,” you whimper, tugging his hair in desperate pulls, your thighs trembling around his head.
his response is immediate—a long, hungry moan that hums through your pussy, his tongue pressing flat and hard against your clit as he shakes his head side to side. his fingers fuck you faster, curling relentlessly, and you feel the pressure building, your walls clenching around him.
he pulls his mouth away for a split second, lips shiny with your juices. “come on, my pretty girl. drench my face. you’re so fucking delicious—could eat this pussy all night.” then he’s back, sucking your clit hard while his fingers piston in and out, his moans constant now, fueling your climb.
your body tenses, back arching off the bed as the orgasm crashes over you. you scream his name, fingers locked in his hair, pulling so hard it must sting, but he doesn’t stop—lapping at your spasming pussy, drinking down every gush of your release.
his moans mix with your cries, his tongue prolonging the waves until you’re shaking, oversensitive and panting.
finally, he slows, licking you clean with gentle strokes, kissing your inner thighs as you come down. but even then, he looks up at you with that dominant gleam, fingers buried deep.
“good girl,” he whispers, voice laced with satisfaction. “my pretty girl tastes even better when she cums.”
