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Of course, the difference between him and I is that I wouldn’t keep him captive for my pleasure. And if I hurt him, it would only ever be to get free–or because he hurt me first.
“Oh, god–” Mikhail groans as I start to suck, my lips tightening around his cockhead as I stroke him. “Your mouth is so fucking good.Christ–” His hips jerk upwards, thrusting into my mouth, and I press down on his thigh, sliding my mouth off of him for a second.
“Don’t rush it,malysh,” I purr, squeezing his shaft gently in my fist. “It will feelsomuch better when you finally come.”
He grunts, irritation briefly flickering over his features, but it disappears the instant that I wrap my mouth around the tip of his cock again, sliding down slowly as I suck and lick my way down the thick shaft stretching my lips wide.
It’s more difficult, considering how big he is. I make my way down inch by inch, getting his cock as wet as I can, feeling the muscles in his thighs start to twitch and jump beneath my hands when I finally let go, pressing both of my palms against him as the head slips into my throat.
“Bladya!”He curses as I take all of him in my throat, my nose brushing the soft, trimmed dark hair at the base, my muscles convulsing around him as I steady myself, holding him deeply in my throat. I swallow around him, squeezing, and I hear the guttural groan that slips out of him as I start to come up for air, one of my hands sliding between his thighs to gently caress his balls as I do. “Fuck,kotenok–”
Mikhail is panting by the time my mouth slips off of him, giving myself a second to breathe. I’ve never seen a cock as hard as his is, flushed red and straining, and I run one finger up the top of the shaft, tracing the throbbing vein as I stroke his balls with my other hand. The head flares as it jerks, pre-cum streaming down the wet, throbbing flesh, and I guide it back between my lips as I start to slide down again, exactly as before.
By the fourth time I come up for air, giving him a moment to let him get off the edge of climax, his balls are slick with pre-cum, a pool of it on the chair between his thighs, his cock steadily jerking back and forth. “I need to come,” he grinds out between his teeth. “Holy fuck,kotenok, if you come up off my cock again without making me come–”
I reach out, slowly stroking his straining shaft. “Are you ready for me to swallow it all,malysh?” I purr. “You’re going to come so hard for me, aren’t you? You need it so bad, your poor cock is so swollen.” I lean forward, licking away another stream of thick, salty cum as it drips from his cock. “Are you ready to fill my mouth up,malysh?”
I could laugh aloud at the look on his face. He’d never let me talk to him like this under other circumstances, the tables turned so thoroughly, and I’m not entirely sure that I won’t pay for it later, when he remembers all of this. But right now, his entire body is shuddering with need, his balls taut in my palm, his cock swollen to bursting, and I think he’d let me do almost anything if it meant him coming harder than he ever has in his life, just as he promised. It’s on the tip of my tongue to make him beg, but I’m fairly certain that would be pushing it a step too far.
Patience. This will only make him want you more.
“Put my fucking cock in your mouth,” Mikhail growls, his hand sliding around to the back of my head. “Stop fucking teasing,kotenok, before I choke you with it.”
I lean down, sliding my lips around the head, going down inch by inch just as I did before, stroking his balls with my fingertips. I don’t think I could have drawn it out any longer if I’d wanted to, he’s so close to the edge. His legs splay wider, his hips shuddering up into my mouth as I take him into my throat again, and I hear his groan of pleasure as I swallow his cock one final time, looking up at him as his hand fists in my hair and I feel him lose control.
“Oh god, ohfuck, ohhh–” He groans above me, twisting and spasming in the chair. “Fucking swallow my cum, fucking take it, fuck, fuck–oh my fuckinggodit’s too fucking good–”
Mikhail cries out as his cock spasms in my throat, shooting the first hot jet of his cum down it, swelling in my mouth until it’s almost too much. I almost choke on the thick stream, holding onto his bucking hips as I slide off just a little, still sucking him hard and fast as his cock convulses with spurt after spurt of hot, thick cum, filling my mouth as fast as I can swallow. His hand is holding my head on his cock, fingers knotted in my hair, and I can hear him gasping and moaning above me as I swallow every drop of his massive load of cum.
“Fuck, that’s such a good girl, swallow it all, fuck,fuck–oh god, I’m still fucking coming–”
I’ve never known any man to come so much or for so long, and a victorious thrill rushes through me as I keep sucking, stroking his cock with one hand and his balls with the other as I slide up to focus on his over-sensitive cockhead as it keeps dripping cum onto my tongue, forcing every last spasm of climax out of him.
I’d told him he was going to come like he never had in his life, and from the look on his face as I finally slide my mouth off of his trembling shaft, I’m pretty sure that’s exactly what I did.
For just a moment, I’ve won.
Mikhail
Ican’t fucking think.
It’s as if Natalia sucked every coherent thought I had out of my cock along with my cum. My entire body is nothing but sensation, all of it focused on my now-softening cock, sliding out from between the lips of the beautiful girl kneeling between my legs, and the feeling of her hand still cupping my balls, which feel almost bruised from the force of how hard I just came.
I’d been telling her the truth when I’d said that I hadn’t come last night. It had been tempting. I’d been so fucking hard it hurt after belting her–but especially after seeing how she’d reacted to that belting, and how close she’d come to her own orgasm after having her pussy whipped.
It had done nothing to ease the constant, obsessive lust that always feels as if it’s just at the point of boiling over, as if I’m one wrong move, one errant thought away from falling into the trap of enjoying myself so much with her that I forget the purpose of all of this. It had, if anything, made it so much worse.
I’d fallen into that trap again this morning. I could have forced her to blow me. The threat of what I’d do to her if she bit me again would probably have been enough to stave that outcome off. I could have pushed her down on her knees in the bathroom, forced her pretty mouth open, and filled it with my cock and my cum.
But I’d wantedherto want it. Just as I’d wanted her to come home with me, to end up in my bed of her own accord before I trapped her there. I’d wanted her to go down on her knees of her own free will and give me, in her words,the best blowjob of my life.
Now that she’s done exactly that, I don’t know how to feel.
It feels as if my head is fucking spinning. I look at her, still kneeling between my legs, her hands folded politely on her lap and her lips curved up in a tiny smile that says she knows exactly how hard she just made me come. That she knows how good it felt.
That she knows I’ll want it again.
She’s going to try to use that to her advantage.The thought should make me angry, but it’s hard for me to feel anything right now, other than the soft afterglow of bliss. My entire body feels loose-limbed and relaxed, my cock softening against my thigh, and right now what I want most of all is a fucking nap.
