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My fingers barely touch as I wrap them around him, feeling the hot, velvety flesh quiver under my touch. He leans back, his head tilted back against the couch, as I start to stroke him slowly, still swirling my tongue around his cockhead.
“Ah, yes,krasotka.So fucking good. This is what I wanted when you rubbed that pretty pussy for me in the champagne room. I was so fucking hard. I wanted your mouth, just like this–”
I used to hate dirty talk, more because men were bad at it than anything else, but something about the way Mikhail speaks, rough and filthy, his words rolling over me as I start to push my lips around his cockhead, floods me with lust all over again. I can feel the heat between my thighs, wet and insistent, and as I take the first inch of his cock in my mouth, I reach down with my other hand between my thighs.
“I should make you ask for permission,” he rasps, his hips jerking as I take a little more, deeper, sliding my tongue down the underside of his shaft. “But right now, I don’t think I will. I like the idea of you touching yourself, rubbing that little clit while you suck my cock. I want you to come with my cock in your mouth,krasotka–”
He groans, his hips arching again as I grip the base of his shaft, forcing my lips further down, feeling him stretch my mouth wide as I try to take as much as I can. I can feel how hard heis, straining against my lips, and I slide my hand further down, reaching to cup his tight balls inside his boxers.
“Oh,fuck–” His deep, throaty groan sends another bolt of heat through me, and I roll my fingers over my clit, feeling them slip in my slick arousal, wetter than I’ve ever been before. All I can taste and smell is him–warm and smoky and musky and salty, flooding my senses. I grind down onto my hand, wanting desperately to come again as I force my mouth further down, feeling his cockhead bump against the back of my throat.
“Fuck yes, just like that–” Mikhail’s hand wraps in my hair, holding me there so I can’t move, his swollen cock pushing deeper. “I’m going to fuck your throat,malen’kiy. I’m going to fuck your throat and fill your mouth with my cum–”
His hips jerk upwards, pushing his cock deeper, and I feel myself choke, my eyes watering as he cuts off my air with his thick, hard length. His hand tightens, fisting my hair in his grasp as he pushes my head down, and to my horror, I feel a flood of pleasure wash over me, my clit throbbing under my fingertips as my nose brushes against his abs and his cock fills my throat, every impossible inch of it.
I can’t be about to–but I am. I choke on Mikhail’s cock, gagging as he forces me down to the very base. I feel my entire body clench as an orgasm that I hadn’t expected tears through me, making me cry out with a muffled, choked sound as I arch my back and ride my fingers through the powerful climax.
“Ohfuck–” he groans above me, and as I roll my teary eyes upwards, I see a look of pure and utter lust wreathing his features. “Fuck, you’re coming while you choke on my cock,fuck–”
I feel his cock throb, swelling in my mouth, and I can’t breathe. I can’t think. The orgasm is still pulsing through me, my fingers sliding lower, pushing into my clenching pussy in pursuit of more pleasure, even as I suffocate on the biggest cock I’ve ever sucked.Is this how I’m going to go?I think dimly, my vision blurring as another wave of pleasure tears through me. Then suddenly, Mikhail is dragging my mouth off his cock, his other hand fisting his shaft hard and fast as I stare at him, his cockhead still pressed against my tongue.
“Fuck, I’m going to come–keep your fingers in your pussy,krasotka, finger yourself while I come on your fucking tongue, your fucking face,fuck, fuck–”
I hear him cursing like a chant as his cock swells on my tongue, and I feel the first hot burst of his cum, thick and flooding over my tongue. His hips jerk upwards as I ride my fingers through another wave of pleasure and another, keeping them buried inside of me just as he said, as I feel my mouth fill up with his hot cum. I swallow, but not fast enough, as some of it drips down my chin and onto my breasts–somehow, that only makes my pussy clench harder around my fingers, my entire body lost in a fog of arousal and pleasure.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful. I want to cover you in my fucking cum–” Mikhail is still stroking, his blue eyes fixed hotly on my face. He shoots another thick stream of cum into my mouth, until I’m not sure if he’ll ever stop coming.
I feel him tap his cockhead against my tongue, pulling it out of my mouth and wiping it against my cheek. Then suddenly, his hand is on my arm, the other reaching to wipe away the cum on my cheek and chin.
“Stand up,malen’kiy,” he growls. I unsteadily get to my feet, feeling shaky and uncertain, still in a fog of pleasure, my hand sliding out from between my thighs.
But I don’t expect what comes next.
He reaches up, his half-softened cock still outside of his trousers, and runs his cum-covered fingers over my breasts, scooping up the thick liquid there. And then, before I can react, he shoves his hand under my skirt with his other hand hard on my hip, holding me in place as he pushes his fingers, coated in his cum, inside of me.
I’m so shocked that I can’t move. I clench reflexively around him, my sensitive flesh reacting to the invasion. Mikhail laughs, his arm going around my waist. He yanks me forward, suddenly, bringing me into his lap as I tumble forward. I let out a yelp of dismay as I feel his cock against my thigh, starting to harden again.
“We said no–”
“I’m not going to fuck you,krasotka,” he murmurs, his arm around my waist, holding me tightly against him as his fingers work deeply into my pussy, curling as he thrusts. “I’m going to make you come again just like this, with my cum inside of you, while you ride my fingers. I want to feel you come, all slick and wet–”
Oh god. Fuck–
His fingers feel good, thick and curling inside of me, pressing against my most sensitive inner spots as his thumb finds my clit.This shouldn’t turn me on,I realize dimly, fear spiking in me at the realization of what he’s doing, but I can feel how wet I am, flooding his hand as he fucks me harder with his fingers, rollingthe pad of his thumb against my clit. All I can think about is his cock filling my mouth up with his cum, dripping down my cheek, and that he’s pushing it inside of me now, deeper and deeper as I clench around him, my hips riding his hand–
My head drops forward, my forehead pressed against the back of the couch as my hips jerk and spasm, coming for a third time as pleasure floods me. It feels better than it should, better than I want it to, but I can’t help it. I let out a long moan, muffled by the couch, my entire body shuddering as he thrusts his fingers into me hard and deep, and I climax helplessly around them.
I feel him pull them free, and as I sit back dazedly, I see him lift his fingers to his mouth, grinning wickedly as he licks them clean, his gaze never leaving my flushed face.
When he’s finished, as I sit there stunned, he takes me by the waist and moves me aside, reaching for my glass and handing it to me. “Finish your drink, Ekaterina, and I’ll call you a cab. I have an early morning tomorrow.”
He tucks himself neatly back into his pants, his face as clear and smooth as if nothing happened, and he stands up gracefully, leaving me sitting there as I look at my drink.
What the hell just happened?
Natalia
Iwake in the morning with my jaw sore and the rest of me more relaxed than I have been in a long time, my body still faintly humming with remembered pleasure. I slept hard and dreamless, falling into bed the moment the cab dropped me off, completely worn out.
