That does the trick. Being vocal about my needs doesn’t come naturally, but if he always acts on them so promptly I could get better at it. He lifts me and carries me to the ottoman, draping me over it on my back. He positions himself behind my head and strokes my cheeks, my neck, my throat.
“Is this truly what you want?” he asks, tone different than the dominating one he’d been using so far. “No matter how badly I want to ram my cock so deep inside your sweet little throat that you gag, that youbreatheme, I need to hear you say it.”
He lightly but firmly grips my throat as he speaks and I swear his filthy promises make my tonsils flutter with excitement. I’ve always loved sucking cock, and hearing him ask for consent somehow makes it even sexier. I’m ready to get to the deed, eager to show off how well I can deepthroat him. Assuming I even can.
“You promised not to be gentle with me,” I say hoarsely, licking my lips at the sight of his dangling cock dripping strands of clear liquid so close to my mouth. “If anything is too much or too painful, I promise to let you know.”
Grogoth takes my hands and kisses all of my knuckles, then guides them to my nipples.
“Play with yourself, hummingbird. It will sting at first.”
I moan at the prospect of a little pain, watching rapt as he strokes himself above me. “Why do you call me that?”
Snap. Another cock breaks from his pelvis. Sure enough, a new one grows right before my very eyes, like hardening clay. It stops at a size that couldmaybefit intomy throat. He languidly strokes it just out of reach, my mouth salivating like crazy. For a moment I forget I’ve asked a question and crane my neck, but he rocks back on his heels.
“Even if I weren’t so attuned to exactly what time of day you’ll be on your balcony, I would still hear your humming from the furthest hedge bushes.” He strokes my cheek, looking at me dreamily. “My little hummingbird, the most colorful and bright flower in the garden.”
“Hummingbirds aren’t flowers,” I challenge with a giggle.
“Neither of us are poets, Miss Tree Hugger.”
I scoff as though offended but he steals the next breath from my lungs, kissing me with a fervor that makes me melt.
He pulls away and I whimper. My thighs rub together for some much-needed friction, making his original cock wriggle in its hiding spot. Grogoth sucks, licks, and teases my nipples with his sharp teeth. He rises so he’s hovering above me again and guides my hand down to my clit while his balls sit heavily on my forehead, his massive length bobbing against my nose, so close I could lick it.
“N-now, please!”
“So eager, little bird.”
Finally, he bends one knee and begins feeding his cock into my mouth. He dips inside once, twice, three times before he’s able to reach my molars. A few more shallow thrusts and he slips past them. Saliva and precum leak down the inches of shaft I can’t take, dripping off his balls in wet streaks.
The angle of the ottoman lets my head fall back while my neck is fully supported, allowing him to easily slip in and out, fucking my throat like it’s just another pussy. I will the muscles of my throat to soften, determined to take him as deep as humanly possible.
He pulls out to allow me a breath and I sputter. I catch my breath and give him a nod when I’m ready. He wastes no time forcing his cock into my airpipe again, and again. His quickened pace causes his balls to smack against my forehead, strings of saliva attaching them.
I frantically swirl my clit with my fingers, my body needing to move and yet needing to stay calm enough to breathe through my nose all at once. Once we get into a rhythm and I’m able to relax, it starts to feel like an erotic throat massage.One I'll likely need a cough drop after.
“Very good, hummingbird.” He pauses for me to catch my breath. When he enters my mouth again, he moves slowly and deliberately, wedging his cock further into my throat. He strokes my neck as though he can feel a bump there and is teasing his cockhead from the inside out. “What a sight. You take me in your throat like you are made for it. Made for me.”
“More,” I beg with a gargled voice as soon as I have access to air. Strings of saliva connect us, wet globs running down my face, in and over my nose, and dripping from every inch of his cock. “Your lady wants more of your cocks, now!”
He laughs heartily and fucks into my mouth again, pulsing forward even after he reaches as far as I can take him. Desperate for air, my body forces me to take a breath, but instead of oxygen, I swallow his cock whole. I gag around the mouthful of cock until I steady mybreathing through my nose, writhing around the cock and finger in my other two holes. He holds my head utterly still and fucks my mouth with a few more brutal thrusts. The absolute depravity of it makes bursts of colors pop behind my eyelids, my orgasm shattering me until I’m so relaxed that his cock slips down my throat with absolute ease.
“I’m so proud of you for using your words. For telling me what you want.” He drags himself over my face, gathering the slick tendrils of saliva and precum and coating his cock with them.Snap. “Put your feet on the ottoman.”
Chapter Seven
Grogoth
With the most endearing moan I've ever heard, my little hummingbird obeys my command. I rise into a squatted position and curl over her, hiking her knees up and simultaneously driving my newly grown cock over her mouth, which she peppers with kisses and licks. My hips involuntarily buck at the soft touches and my perfect little minx laps greedily at my sack, sucking my left ball into her mouth with a glorious suction.
“So good to me,” I grind out, lost in her touch, driving over her again only to be rewarded with her sweet little tongue exploring my perineum, flicking quickly over my asshole.
Easing the finger free from her bottom, I cradle her thighs in my arms and show her petite human hole the same attention. After a moment of enjoying the feel of her tongue’s exploration, I tilt my hips back enough to allow her to bob onto my cock. She does so hungrily while playing with my balls and stroking the bottom of my shaft. I can’t help but look between their bodies to watch for a moment, mesmerized by the way she works her neck up and down, as though she wants to eat me whole. . .again.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Ari.”
Her sucking frenzy heightens as I piston my hips, fucking into her mouth a few times, relishing the way it makes her want even more.
