Page 8 of Suck and Blow


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He smoothed a finger over the outline of my lips, then rubbed his thumb along the bottom swell and gently pulled it down.

He let the flesh go, and I couldn’t stop the needy sound in the back of my throat.

“I can’t stop thinking about all the things I want to fucking do to you.” He slid his thumb into my mouth, forcing me to take it, making me want it like I was starved.

I sucked on the digit, moaning as I lifted my hips even more, silently begging him to just give me his cock already. I moved my tongue along his skin, and when he pressed against me, I felt his cock jerk.

“Fuck me, Anthony.” I still looked at him over my shoulder and watched as he crouched, grabbed the thin material right between my ass cheeks, and ripped the thong away.

“Anthony—”

It was the sound right before he spit on my slit that had me gasping and cursing.

“So pink,” he groaned as he gripped each side of my pussy and pulled my lips apart, showcasing my cunt. “Fuck. You have a show cunt, baby doll. Like best in fucking class.” He spit on my pussy again and smoothed the saliva around before teasing the edge of his thumb against my hole. “Gonna stretch this little snatch out until you can’t sit comfortably tomorrow.” He spanked me between my legs, and I whimpered. “Gonna tear you up in the best fucking way, Pyper.”

“Yeah?” I taunted. “Then get on with it and fuck me.”

He grinned like a shark, slowly rose, and unzipped his pants. With his hidden gaze locked on mine, he reached into the fly and pulled out his cock.

I wasn’t a prude, but goddamn, that man was hung like a horse, with a massive cock that had a huge vein that ran along the underside, and balls that looked like huge twin weights.

I started rolling my hips, aching and wanting to be filled by Anthony. And he filled me up right then, all right. With his fingers. Three to be exact, and God, they were thick and big and hurt so good.

He pumped them in and out, and I bit my lip hard enough I knew it’d be bruised. I could have gotten off, but he pulled them out far too soon. Anthony reached around and used an almost painful grip between my throat and chin to pull me back, until I was standing up, the top of my head pressed to his chest, and then shoved the fingers that had been lodged in my cunt right past my lips. He made me taste myself, pushing them along my tongue to the very back and then pulling them almost free.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Suck them clean.”

I ran my tongue around his fingers, moaning softly.

“You taste good, baby?” He lifted his hand and showed me the glossy fingers. And then Anthony brought them to his mouth and sucked on them, groaning. He hummed, “Oh yeah, baby doll. You taste fucking incredible.”

With his hand still gripping my jaw, he ordered me to open further. And when I did, Anthony leaned over me, so tall he merely had to look down, and… spit in my mouth.

My eyes felt huge, my heart raced, and I looked him right in the eye, which I could slightly see this close up, and demanded without saying a word that he fuck me.

Anthony gripped himself and stroked that massive cock between us, then kicked my feet even wider apart before he bent me over once again.

“Don’t move,” he ordered. “Even if it fucking hurts, sweetheart.”

Only a second passed before I felt a breeze followed by the hard, stinging slap of his hand on my bare ass cheek.

“Oh God,” I gasped at the pain, but soon, heat and pleasure followed, and that’s when he spanked me again. He gave me two more hard slaps, closer to my pussy with each hit.

Anthony had his hands on my waist, pressing his fingers in tightly, until I squeezed my eyes shut, the pain feeling so damn good.

He pulled me back, so my ass pressed right against his stiff cock. God, he was huge. So thick and long that all I could think about was how good he’d feel shoved deep in my little pussy.

He rolled his hips and ground himself harder against me. “Fuck, baby doll.” He dry-humped me and growled, “That feels so fucking good.”

Anthony ran his hands over the mounds of my ass, then trailed his fingers up my spine. The material of my dress stopped him from touching my bare skin, but I didn’t want to take the time to get fully undressed.

“I want you to fuck me right here and now with my dress to my waist and people right around the corner.”

I didn’t realize I said the words until they spilled from my mouth.

“Your ass was made for me, Pyper. You were made for all of me… my hands, my mouth, and, most importantly… my big cock.” His words had heat filling me and blood rushing throughout my entire body. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, your little pussy will be so raw and used, you’ll feel it tomorrow when you sit down. You’ll feel that soreness. That tenderness from having my huge dick inside you.” He had his mouth right by my ear and hissed, “You won’t ever forget about me, baby.”

And then he gripped my nape, pushed me forward until my mouth was pressed to the leather of the chair, and grabbed my ass. He tilted my hips, so the flesh jiggled and my butt was popped out. The sound he made was a mixture of animal and man losing what little control he had left.

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