“I want your mouth on me,” I find myself saying, a grin dawning on my lips. “I want you to open that little mouth of yours, and I want to fuck it.”
She grins back at me, a flicker of defiance in her eyes.
“Or what?” Sassy, yes, but she already knows how I play this game.
“There’s no 'or' with me,” I tell her, my fingers on the nape of her neck. “On your knees,” I command her, the tone of my voice leaving no room for a challenge. She goes down on her knees at once, her hands sliding down my chest until she has her fingers hooked on my belt. With her index finger she traces the contour of my cock, her eyes locked on it. As she starts to unbuckle my belt my cock pushes harder against my pants, pulsing with raw uncontrollable desire. Fuck, I need this bad.
My belt taken care of, she starts to unbutton my pants, my cock pushing out. I can’t help but close my eyes and sigh sharply as she presses the palm of her hand against it, massaging my shaft with slow cautious movements. Then, no warning at all, her fingers curl around the hem of my boxer briefs and she tugs them down; my cock jumps free immediately, the cool air of the street sending a shiver up my spine.
I open my eyes, looking down at Ashley as she grabs my cock with her small delicate hand. I don’t really like to brag about my size but, seeing my member in her hand, I just can’t help but be impressed by it. Yeah, this is me—Arsen Hawke—the gift God sent to ladies on this Earth.
As Ashley starts to stroke me, her hand moving back and forth over my shaft, I place both my hands on top of her head and run my fingers through her silky hair. Her head sways gently as I move my hands, her mouth dangerously close to my cock; her lips are slightly parted, as if she’s readying herself.
“You want it?” I ask her, slightly moving my hips forward so that my glans is just an inch away from her delicious lips. She nods obediently, looking up at me with those big eyes of hers.
“I do,” she replies, licking her lips. “A lot.”
“Then open your mouth,” I tell her, her lips parting immediately. I take one hand off of her head and, placing my hand over hers, I grab my cock, pushing it down and aiming it straight at her mouth. I brush the tip over the gap between her lips, slowly moving my cock left and right. “I’m going to fill that sweet mouth of yours,” I tell her, gently moving my hips forward and pushing my glans inside her mouth. Both hands again on her head, I keep it in place as I push my cock deeper in, sliding it over her tongue until I can almost feel the back of her throat. “Suck for as long as you can… Soon enough it’s going to be deep inside your wet pussy.” As I speak, she wraps her lips hard around my shaft, almost as if my words were sending ripples of anticipation through her mind.
With careful deliberate movements, she starts to bob her head back and forth, my cock sliding in and out of her mouth at a rhythmic pace. Then I hear something and I hold her head still, looking over my shoulder to the end of the alley; there’s a metallic rattle behind a trash can and then something falls to the ground. My heart kicks against my ribcage, but soon enough my surprise is replaced by relief—a ginger cat jumps into sight, quickly darting out of the alley as it spots us. Fuck, that damn cat really got me for a moment.
One second later and I’ve already forgotten all about it: Ashley fights back against the hold I have on her, pushing her lips down my shaft until they meet the skin at the base. She pushes further down and I can’t help but look down and marvel at the sight, my whole length inside of her mouth. I don’t even know how she’s doing it. I have had many women trying this feat, but there’s always an inch or two they simply can’t fit inside their mouths. But Ashley isn’t one to give up; as her lips meet the base of my cock she looks up at me, slowly rolling her mouth back over my shaft.
“Good girl,” I tell her with a grin. “It feels so fucking great to have my whole cock inside of your little mouth.” As a response, she goes back down again, her eyes never leaving mine as she moves. I breathe out deeply, trying to keep myself together as she starts to caress my balls with one hand. Sweet Jesus, if this continues for too long I’m going to fucking cum in her mouth. Not that I’d mind; I just can’t allow myself to come without feeling her pussy lips wrapped tight around my cock. That’d just be sad.
Wanting to take control, I grab her head harshly, forcing her to stop moving. The moment she’s still, I start to thrust, fucking her mouth just like I promised her I would. I look down, my heart beating fast as I watch my shaft flying in and out of her mouth. I go fast, as fast as I can, closing my eyes as I feel my insides clenching. I force myself to slow down until I stop, my cock spasming inside her mouth as I take a deep breath, stopping myself from coming. And let me tell you, that’s not an easy fucking task—right now I want nothing more than to fill her warm mouth with my cum and see it drip down her chin to between her breasts. I can already imagine myself scooping whatever spilled out of her mouth with my tongue. Yeah, Ashley drives me fucking crazy, I know. And hell, I just love it. I've never had a woman make me feel like this; each time she touches me I'm another step closer to losing control.