Removing my fingers, I brought them up to my mouth. Starting at the base, I dragged my tongue up the entire length, licking her arousal off. I couldn’t wait to devour her completely. “You’re not wrong, King, that is so fucking good.”
A broken moan escaped her lips, but her mouth stayed open, as if she was trying to find the words to say. Rather than give her a chance to talk, I put my fingers, the ones that had just been inside her body and my mouth, up to her lips. I rubbed the tip of the pad along her plump bottom one twice, not even sure what my goal was. Before I knew it, she reached up and grabbed my wrist to hold it, then wrapped her fucking mouth around those two fingers. She ran her tongue up anddown them, and the only thing I could think about was how desperate I was for that to be my cock. It was weeping. I’d fucked my fist too many times to count these past months, and it was begging for her. Pulling them out, I bent down for another kiss.
Taking a little control, she pushed me up on my knees again, then reached to pull my shorts down and met my cock that was jutting straight out. Her eyes went wide.
“Sir Donovan, I suspected you were well-endowed, but not like this.” She smiled, finding her voice as her hand reached up to stroke me. Her small, delicate fingers made my already big dick look even bigger.
She tried to sit up a little, but I had other plans. There was no logic or grace left, I was blind with desire, and I wanted her mouth, hands, pussy, or literally any part of her fucking body to touch me. I’d have to warm her up to fuck her properly, and I had no idea how she felt about giving head, but I couldn’t wait anymore. When she was flat on her back, I grabbed her hands and put them on either side of her tits. Then both sets of our hands pushed them together, creating the perfect space for me to fuck. I drove into that channel over and over, and she opened her mouth to stick her tongue out, inviting me to reach farther. I made sure to drive far enough up so her wet tongue would lap at my cock head with each thrust. The pleasure consumed me, and I could feel myself pushing even harder.
On one stroke, she leaned her head as forward as it could go and was able to get her lips around the tip.
“I want more, Donovan,” she begged. In an instant, she pushed me back again and was on her knees, bringing her mouth to my throbbing dick. I fell forward onto the headboard to brace myself because Audra King sucking me off seemed like it might be the pinnacle of my life. Hertongue circled the sensitive head a couple of times, but then she wrapped her lips around me. I gasped, surprised but grateful she didn’t waste any time. As she moved up and down my dick humming, I alternated watching her and closing my eyes to get lost in the pleasure. My earlier question was answered. There was no doubt this woman enjoyed sucking cock. Then she peered up at me through those damn lashes and her face smiled at the pleasure she knew she was giving me. I could feel the telltale tingle forming in my spine, so I put my hands on her face to hold her head, moved in and out a few more times, because it felt so damn good, and pulled out.
“My turn.”
I left no room for argument. Lying her back, I worked my way down her body, peppering each perfect part with a kiss. Her breaths were ragged in anticipation, as she waited for me to hit between her legs. Her tiny shorts had gotten wetter, which seemed impossible. First, I found her clit through the fabric, and teased her by flicking it with my tongue. I knew the layer would dampen the sensation just a bit, making her crazy. It didn’t take long before she was begging me to remove them. Normally I like a good tease, but those last weeks had been a slow burning seduction, so I tore them off and admired Audra King’s perfect little pussy. Sweet Jesus. She made an encouraging noise, and I dipped my tongue inside of her before I ran it over her entire slit. Then I used my fingers to pull her lips apart and focused on that swollen bundle of nerves. “Audra,” I said with my nose practically touching her clit, “you really do taste divine.”
“Good,” she breathlessly replied. “That means you won’t stop.”
I went back to teasing her before I responded. “I’ve waited a long time to taste this, baby. A long damn time. You’re goingto have to pry me away; this might just be my favorite place in the world. ”
“No complaints here,” she said, as she used her hand to push my head exactly where she wanted me. I wasn’t lying, I could fucking live there. After a short while, she began to move against my face. Bringing my finger up to work in tandem with my mouth, she cried in pleasure when I pushed the two inside of her again. Locating her G-spot, I only rubbed against it three times before she climaxed, and I felt like a God. But to be fair, she had waited a long time for this, too. Her whole body shook, and she tried closing her legs, but I kept them pushed down, as I continued to let my tongue linger through her orgasm. When I felt her body go limp, she met my eyes with a dazed look.
“Donovan, holy shit. I can say with certainty that I have never orgasmed so quickly, or so hard.”
“Does that mean you’ll make good on the promise of not running, then?”
There was a glint of mischief in her eyes as she spoke. “Well, I mean, are we done here? Because if we are,” she tsked, “I might still need those shoes.”
“You did not just say that,” I laughed, and jumped on top of her to kiss her before rubbing myself along her wetness. The humor disappeared from both of us when my dick accidentally notched at her entrance.
“Ok, I’ll stay,” she whispered.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, all I had to do was push in a little. Just the head of my cock. I would feel her stretch out around me, and I’d feel her wetness coat my dick. God, it would feel divine. I could sheath myself after I dipped in.Intrusive thoughts barreled in. It had been so fucking long since I’d gone bare, so long since I’ve even wanted to. But right now there was nothing I wanted more. My mind warred with my dick.
I didn’t know if she would have stopped me, but after a few beats, common sense took hold. Groaning, I reached over into my nightstand to get a condom like the responsible human I was. Before I could take the wrapper off, she grabbed it from me, and I froze. If she tossed it to the side or something, good judgement would be out the window, and I’d get my devilish wish.
“Magnum, Donovan?” She ripped the top off, and put the condom on quickly, as she smirked at me.
I leaned down right next to her ear. “I am confident this will exceed expectations, Chaos.”
“Jury is out,” she teased. Lining up back at her entrance, her breath caught in her throat. When I tried to ease in, there was more resistance than I anticipated. I had to stop because I didn’t want to hurt her. She was so fucking tight.
“Let me in, beautiful.” I bent down to kiss her again.
“You’re too big.”
“Nonsense.” I sat up and brought my hand up to gently circle her sensitive clit with my thumb. Between the orgasm and her arousal, she couldn’t have been wetter, so I just needed her to relax. That did the trick, and inch by inch, I worked my way inside with tiny strokes. “Take a breath, Audra.” I had to remind her because she was holding it. Finally, she breathed in, and on the exhale, I buried myself deep in her warm, wet, cunt. My head tipped back to the sky as I registered how perfect she felt. For weeks, I’d been anticipating, dreaming, and aching for this moment. I don’t know if I’d ever been with someone who was as snug of a fit as she, which was a dangerous surprise. I’d never want to stop dipping in.
After giving both of us a bit of time to adjust, I managed to speak. “You good?” I asked in a strained voice. It was taking every fiber of my being not to pull out andslam back in.
“So good. No running shoes in sight,” she said, and I smiled. I started to move slowly and deliberately, getting her used to the size, and her body adjusted around me. “Donovan, fuck. You’re touching parts of me I never knew existed, and it feels incredible,” she gasped.
Her words made me forget why I was holding back. I started moving quicker, and she met me every time. Before I knew it, I was pounding her. I held her legs in my elbows to pull them apart as far as they could go, I put them on my shoulders, I squeezed them together, and I let her wrap them around me as I just kept fucking this woman. The phrase screwed six ways to Sunday crossed my mind. We were sweating as I sat up, dragged her to the edge of the bed, and flipped her so she was on all fours. I knew I could hit her even deeper from this angle. On her own accord, she lowered her shoulders onto the bed, and her ass was up in the air like a fucking offering. Spreading her open, I wanted to watch my dick disappear into her. We were out of control, making up for every moment we had denied ourselves, and then some. I was railing her so hard my balls were slamming her goddamn clit. With every thrust, she pushed back on me with even more force.
“Harder Donovan,” she cried out. “I need you to fuck me harder.”
Jesus Christ. I didn’t know how much harder I could go without putting her head through the fucking wall. Tightly gripping her hips, I drove into her like it was my last day on Earth. There was a good chance she would have bruises. Her moans quickly got louder and louder, and I knew she was getting close. Then I felt her insides grab my cock like a vise and try to hold on to it as she shouted in ecstasy. Her whole body convulsed, but she kept trying to push back on me so I could finish, too. I lasted three more pumpsbefore a guttural sound left my mouth, and I unloaded. Fucking hell, that was primal. I felt like an animal with how I had just rutted into this fucking woman.
