“Good, isn’t it?” he says, his fingers still inside of me. “And this is only the warm up,” he continues, curling the two fingers he has inside of me like a hook, and pressing his fingertips against that hidden sweet spot.
“Oh God, oh God,” I breathe out, that wave of pleasure still lapping at me. He presses violently against my G-spot, still rubbing on my clit, and I just lose it. My heart is racing so fast it might just burst, and my brain is having a hard time processing the amount of pleasure I’m feeling right now.
“Come, baby, come for me,” he whispers into my ear, and that does it. My moaning turns into screaming, and vicious flames of ecstasy consume both my mind and body. I don’t even know if I’m still screaming; all I know is that my throat feels raw. My muscles are so tense that it feels like someone has poured concrete inside of my muscles, and they twitch so hard when pleasure hits them that I can almost hear my bones rattling. And he says this is only the warm-up! I already feel completely spent. I don’t think my body is ready for more, but I can’t give up now; I still need to find out what kind of things he can do with his cock.
Just thinking of the monstrosity dangling between his legs gives me a sudden boost, and I open my eyes. Slowly, he takes his fingers out from my pussy, and takes his hand up to my face. I smell the scent of my pussy, and that makes my knees grow weak; that’s when he brushes his fingers over my lips. He slides them inside my mouth gently, and I act on pure instinct: I suck on them, taking my own fluids inside my mouth.#p#分页标题#e#
“Delicious, isn’t it?” he asks as he takes his fingers out. I just smile, trying to look for the right words and not finding them. I can’t believe I let him do that. And something tells me that, before the night’s over, that I’m going to let him do many other things to me … and that sounds just right.
He takes a step back and I use the chance to turn on my heels. Facing him, I go on tiptoes and crush my mouth against his, using my tongue to part his lips. He does the same, our tongues dancing and wrestling against one another as I rest my hands on his waist.
“On your knees, Abby,” he tells me, pulling back from our kiss. The tone in his voice tells me that I have no other option but to do what he says, and so I oblige, going down until my knees are touching the floor of his apartment. “Time to see what you can do.”
I raise one hand and reach for his crotch hesitantly, my eyes widening as I stare at the thick shape straining under his pants. My God, how the hell is something so big going to fit inside my mouth? And I’m just talking about my mouth; I don’t even want to start thinking about the mechanics of having him inside my pussy. Oh, he’s going to ruin me for other men, that much is certain.
I bite on my lower lip as my fingers touch his cock. Moving slowly, I flatten the palm of my hand over his crotch, a pleasant warmness spreading from my hand to the rest of my body as I feel the steady pulse of his shaft. I curl my fingers around his shaft, my heart tightening inside my chest as I feel his thickness. How big is he? Twelve inches? Yeah, that must be it, and I might be lowballing it. I’ve never felt a cock as big as his, and I can barely wait to see what something so huge can do.
“Don’t tell me you’re surprised,” he asks me and, even though I’m not looking into his face, I can tell that he has a wide grin on his lips.
“It’s so… big,” I whisper, finally raising my head so that I can meet his eyes.
“And you still haven’t seen anything,” he says, softly running his fingers through my hair. Turning my attention back to his cock, I let go of it and take my hands to his belt. I unbuckle it and then take it out from its loops, allowing it to slip from my fingers and onto the floor. Carefully, I undo the top button on his pants and then pull his zipper down; his cock pushes back against his dark boxer briefs, hitting my hand, and my heart skips a beat as I feel it.
I press my hand against it but, at the same time, I hook my fingers on the hem of his boxer briefs. I pull them down inch by inch, and then I hold my breath as the fabric goes over his shaft. His cock springs free in half a heartbeat, and I can’t help but let my jaw hang open as I finally see his cock.
There’s a hint of pre-cum glistening on its tip, but the first thought that crossed my mind is a simple one: he’s gigantic. And that’s putting it lightly. His cock is so thick that I’ll probably have to use both my hands just to grab it, and I have no idea how it’s going to fit inside me. And it’s length, oh God. I seriously doubt that, if I somehow manage to fit his cock inside of my mouth, that I’ll be able to get his entire shaft in.