Alright, I got this.
I quickly pull my shirt over my head and throw it over Mack’s face.
“Hey, what are you doing?” He pulls the shirt down and I’m on my back squirming out of my pants.
“You don’t get to speak. You get to watch,” I purr, dropping my jeans onto the floor beside the bed. Mack’s stifled laugh evaporates into the air and his eyes narrow, but I’ve got his attention.
I flip over onto my hands and knees, facing the headboard, so my thick curves are on display for Mack. Leaning down onto my elbows, I pop my ass in the air and shimmy my hips until my round cheeks are trembling to the beat. I look over my shoulder and Mack is silent. He looks like he’s under a spell. A surge of confidence charges through me and I crawl forward on the bed, slowly, stretching my legs out. Then I push myself back, until I’m at the very edge of the bed, my ass shaking and my pussy only inches from Mack’s face.
From his mouth.
I drop my head back to the comforter again, my ass still trembling, and press my ear flat against the bed. I push my breasts down onto the mattress so my ass is accentuated even more. I can feel Mack’s breath on the inside of my thighs, my pussy growing wet with desire.
“Don’t move,” Mack growls. Before I have a chance, I feel his strong hands on my hips, pining me in place. He leans forward until his lips are brushing the edge of my panties, and grazes his teeth across my skin as he bites the edge of them and tugs them down over my ass until my pussy is exposed to the air.
I breathe into the comforter, my chest pressing into the mattress every time I fill my lungs. Suddenly, Mack’s warm tongue snakes between my lips and quickly finds my aching clit. His nose presses in between my cheeks as he buries his face in my ass. He cups his tongue up over my clit and then flattens it out, making me moan and twist the comforter in my fingers.
Mack’s hands drop from my hips and his fingers slide up between my thighs, digging into my flesh, he opens me wide for him until it’s almost painful. Lucky for me, he’s there to kiss it all better. His lips surround my clit and his soft tongue flickers over me relentlessly, all I can do is groan as the pleasure wracks my body.
“Oh fuck, don’t stop!” I cry out. Ecstasy floods my body, like a star exploding into a supernova, it ripples out from my pussy and rushes through me. My toes are curled and my fingers are twisted in cloth as my eyes roll back and I cry out.
Mack moves away from me, and I’m frozen in place. No man has ever made me feel like he does. I feel like a goddess being worshipped on his tongue.
It’s time to return the favor.
I sit back up and blood rushes to my head. When I stop seeing stars, I turn around and Mack is standing in front of the chair now, completely naked.
God damn, he’s big. His thick cock is ready for me, swaying slightly under it’s own weight.
Sliding off the end of the bed, I stand up in front of him and kick off my panties that are still tangled half way down my thighs.
“You need to sit back down,” I instruct him. “I’m not done my show yet.” I push him lightly and he plops back down on the chair. “Oh, what do you have in mind?” he murmurs. But I won’t tell him, I’ll show him. I slip between his thighs and slide down onto my knees in front of my man. His prosthetic leg is cool against my skin on the one side and in striking contrast to the soft warmth radiating from his other leg. I remember when we had sex at my house, it took a bit to adjust to the new sensation, but I love it.
Mack has been my hero since we were young and he punched Benjamin Reed right in the nose for pushing me into a mud puddle. I remember how devastated I was as the dirty water soaked up into my pastel yellow dress and how Mack pulled me to my feet and set Benjamin straight. I couldn’t help but smile when he wiped away my tears with his swollen knuckles. I knew then that he was my hero for life.
His leg is just a physical reminder of how I now have to share my hero with the rest of America.
His cock is so close to my lips; I can feel the heat of his skin. Sticking my tongue out, I lick a long trail from the base of his cock, slowly up to the tip. I look him in the eyes as I swipe my tongue over his most sensitive part and he groans, watching me closely. Opening wide, I take him in my mouth, his cock sliding down along my tongue until he reaches my throat. The last time he went in my mouth this deep, I gagged. This time, I’m relaxed and in control of my reflexes as I push down past my comfort until my lips are circling the base of his cock.
“Oh, damn,” he gasps.
I bob my head, letting his thick member slide across my tongue and into my throat over and over. It’s a little slower than using my hands and mouth together, but I don’t think either of us is in a rush. We have all night.