Page 14 of Snake's Head


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“Fuck,” he cursed. With a swift movement, he turned me in his arms, and the next moment my cheek was pressed to a cool wall. I was a prisoner between his body and the wall. I couldn’t help my excitement. I wanted him to stuff me just like this.

But no sound of zipper came. “First, I am going to lick you,” he said.

“Yes!” Who would say no to that?

“Good,” he hissed and slapped my ass lightly. I wish he did it harder. “And then I am going to fuck this tight pussy until you scream loud enough to silence the music. If you want to stop, just tell me.”

My brows furrowed for a second. Not all the guys I had sex with were assholes who didn’t know the meaning of consent, but no one ever set the rules this openly for a quickie. Probably most guys thought it was a turn-off.

They were wrong. I really liked it.

Though I didn’t have more time to dwell on it because almost immediately, the guy lowered himself to his knees, I craned my neck to see his face just a second before he buried it between my legs. He had a pretty face. I wanted to watch it feast between my legs. Our position was not the best for that, though. Maybe I really should have gone to the hotel.

He pulled the lace to the side and licked me all the way back to my asshole, and I couldn’t hold back my whimper. I felt his moan against my sensitive flesh. “Taste so good,” he murmured into me and went back to devouring me with his tongue. He licked and sucked my lips into his mouth but stayed clear of my clit. He moved around it, making me go crazy. Then he dipped his tongue inside me, and a loud moan left me. I loved that too much.

He willingly got on his knees for me and did have a skillful tongue. Hooking up a lot in clubs taught me pussy-licking was usually not part of the agenda. Guys either wanted to shove their dicks inside me fast so we could be done fast, or they expected a blow-job. Not all of those experiences were bad. I also liked giving head, but it didn’t change the fact that this guy was blowing my mind.

He pushed his tongue deeper, and one finger circled me to reach my clit. He moved around it a bit, and when he understood, I liked it best when he rubbed the sides he went in for that. My hands curled over the wall. I need something to hold on to. His tongue fucking me and his expert fingers around my clit made me grit my teeth to keep my moans in. My nipples felt aching against the fabric of my dress.

God, I was so close to coating his mouth with my release.

He kept lapping up like a man starved. “You are better than whiskey, baby,” he murmured into my pussy and pushed his tongue back inside.

Fuck! I pushed my hips back, trying to get more of his mouth. “I am coming,” I chanted before my loud moans filled the small closet. My body shuddered so hard that I was shocked at how I kept my posture up.

I was sure some people outside heard me even over the loud music.

He started licking the wetness over my thighs. “Damn.”

I couldn’t help my smile. I didn’t smile a lot, but orgasms were always a good reason. I reached into the tight belt of my dress and pulled out the small square foil. I waved it while craning my neck to look at him. “Come up and fuck me.”

He chuckled against my flesh but then pulled back. I could see the sinister smile on his face. “Greedy.”

I definitely was. It was not every day a girl found a guy who could eat her out this well.

He pulled down my panties and got on his feet. I remembered how tall he was. He turned me around by the hips and crushed his lips to mine. He kissed me deeply, making sure I tasted myself all over him. His hands pushed my dress off of my shoulders, and he pinched my nipple.

I lifted a leg, wrapping it around his hips. It was a bit odd since we had a big height difference. I couldn’t get his cock to line up with my pussy. I huffed in frustration, but he only chuckled and pinched my nipple harder.

His hands came to my ass, and with ease, he pulled me so I could wrap both my legs around his waist. He latched onto one of my breasts, using the position to his advantage. He kept me up with only one arm while his other hand was busy undoing his pants, and I wiggled with anticipation. I felt his hardness against my thigh before he took the condom from me. He ripped the foil with his teeth and gave me a charming smile.

He did all that while holding me with one arm. Those muscles weren’t for nothing.

He sheeted himself while kissing me and rubbed his fat tip to my wetness. “Want me to wreck this cunt, Ana?” he asked when I tried to push my hips to take him in.

“Yes,” I moaned. “Stretch me with your cock.”

“God, baby,” he buried his face into my neck, and I felt pressure against my opening. He felt hot and a bit weird, but it was probably because he was too big. Anyway, he pushed inside of me before I could understand why his cock felt different.

Slowly he pushed in, but the feeling was nothing but intense despite his care. “Too big,” I choked, and my legs shook.

“Want me to stop?” he asked, looking like that was the last thing he wanted.

It was the last thing I wanted as well. “No,” I shook my head frantically and moved my hips in his grasp. “I need more of you.”

“Thank God,” he said, pushing inside me more. “You feel so fucking good, baby.” He kept his slow rhythm, but it was obvious he fought hard the urge to fuck me hard.

“More,” I moaned, trying to ease him. He was big, and I knew it was going to hurt if he went a little harder, but I enjoyed being stretched to the point of pain. I pushed him with my feet.

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