With a raised brow of approval, he turns and kisses the inside of my thigh before returning to my throbbing pussy. I want to be a good girl and do what he said, but I don’t know if I can as the tension builds, threatening to release the orgasm pleading to be set free. My hands ball into fists. Then I feel his finger press inside me. Oh God, oh God!
In and out, slow and gentle, while his tongue runs up and down my folds. Then his tongue pulls away and he presses his thumb against my clit with a gentle circular motion and every muscle in my abs tightens, my body ready to explode.
“Not yet,” he growls in his low baritone voice. “Not until I tell you.”
My heart races and I want to come so fucking bad, but I do as I’m told and fight to keep my breaths steady. My skin tingles and just when I think I have myself under control, he slips a second finger in. It’s too much.
As if sensing my desperation, with his huge fingers inside me, his thumb doing things to my clit that should be illegal, he rises to press his nose to my ear and in a warm breath that sends shivers down my spine he whispers, “Come for me baby. Come for me now.”
Thank the gods!
A piercing shrill escapes my lips as my pussy convulses with mind-numbing pleasure. I clamp down on his fingers aswave after wave of pure ecstasy thunders through my whole body. God, it feels amazing!
We both sit here for a moment catching our breaths. I don’t have to think about it, that was definitely the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had. And as incredible as it was, with this man, I have a feeling it’s only the beginning. I wonder what else he can do.
I’m snapped out of that thought when out of nowhere he says, “I think I’m in love.”
I’m sitting here naked with him kneeling between my spread legs while his pants are still on and he chooses to say those words now? What am I supposed to do?
“I… uh…”
“Oh, you thought I was talking to you,” he quips. “Sorry, I was talking to this perfect little pussy. But you’re cool too.”
His laugh is infectious. “Okay,” I shoot back. “The man has jokes, huh?”
I sit up abruptly, bringing my legs together. He pulls his hand back with a playful, “Is something wrong?”
“Hell yeah, something’s wrong. Stand your ass up!”
He laughs and does as I ask. Before getting started, I give him one long lustful look up and down then drop to my knees and grab his belt. I undo the buckle and pull the belt free as his fingers comb through my hair. Then I pull the zipper down, grab the sides of his pants, and give them a tug. They fall to his ankles, and he steps out of them as I stare at a bulge I can hardly believe. Will it even fit in my mouth?
A little unsure, I reach into his underwear to feel his size. What the fuck? I pull his cock out, and my eyes go wide. This guy is the gift that just keeps on giving. I mean, who has a cock this big? Like any girl, I’ve seen my fair share of porn, but to see something like this in real life? It’s just not the same, and I’m so turned on by it I can hardly contain myself. At the same time, it’s a little scary. My brain is saying,No way, that thing will hurt.But my ovaries are screaming,Give it to me!
Those bitches win again.
His underwear lands on the floor next to our pile of clothes and I wrap a hand around it. Not surprising, his girth doesn’t allow my fingertips to reach my thumb. Oh my!
I wrap my other hand around it at the base next to his balls. With both hands together, there’s still a good two inches to the enormous crown. I can’t wait.
Looking up and making eye contact, I run my tongue in circles around the crown. His grip on my hair tightens as his massive thighs flex. It’s the reaction I wanted so I put the whole tip into my mouth and give it a gentle suck. He growls like it’s the best feeling ever, but I’m just getting started.
I take more of him into my mouth as I maintain eye contact. His chin is tilted down as he watches everything I do and I pull him in deeper. His head jerks back. His abs and chest flex. It’s game time.
I work my mouth up and down him, using my hands to stroke the shaft, slow at first, then faster while squeezing tighter.
“Slow down, baby,” he groans. “You’re going to make me blow my load all over you.”
If that was meant to make me take it easy, it had the opposite effect. I cup his balls with one hand as I press his tip against the inside of my cheek, and he lets out a loud moan just the way I wanted him to. I’m going to take him to the edge then back off before bringing him to the edge again. I want to make this last, then I’ll let him come down my—
Suddenly his hands are under my arms, strong and powerful, and the next thing I know he’s laying me down gently with my back against the sofa. A second later his kneesare pushing my knees apart and he’s hovering over me.
“Girl, I want that pretty mouth of yours to scream my name and it can’t with my dick in it.”
Talk like that just makes my pussy wetter. Thank goodness this sofa is huge and so comfy because I can’t imagine getting up and finding the bedroom. There’s no time for that. I need him now!
He must feel the same because he doesn’t make me wait as he reaches down and grabs his cock. I suck in a deep breath when he uses it like I used my new vibrator, rubbing the tip up and down my slit. Fuck the vibrator—this is a million times better!
He’s kissing me eagerly, my mouth, my neck, my nipples, as he strokes just the tip up and down my slit. Then he does something surprising. He slaps my pussy with it. Little slaps, over and over. It feels so damn good in a playful sort of way. I’m about to giggle when every part of me goes tight as he slides his crown into my folds. He moves slowly, gentle, just the tip, in and out drawing moans from me as I arch my back into him. He’s teasing me. “Give it to me. All of it.”
