“Oh, Babe, there’s no way for you to do it wrong. You just looking at it feels good. You touching it brings it to a whole new level of good. You put your mouth on it and I’m going to explode before long. I guarantee it. I’m strung so tight right now, after having been in that sweet pussy of yours, it won’t take much to get me there.”
She dips her head so her lips hover just at the tip of my dripping cock. Grabbing the shower rod, I brace myself. Tentatively she opens her mouth. Her tongue barely comes out and she licks the very end of the head. A swirl of heat rushes through my dick, into my balls, and then out to every other part of my body.
She keeps her eyes fastened on mine as she takes another swipe at it, this time like she’s licking an ice cream cone. I white knuckle the curtain rod when the jolt of pleasure hits me. Mo takes me into her mouth, her lips closing over my cock, just like in a thousand of my best fantasies. My eyes fall closed.
I’m in heaven. Hot and wet, she licks and sucks my cock like it’s her favorite flavored lollipop. Her mouth leaves my shaft, and she tickles my head with the tip of her tongue as she backs off my length. Then she leans down, taking my balls into her mouth. I let out a sigh.
When she comes back to the head and slips her mouth over it again, as deep as she can go, she takes what’s not in her mouth into her hands, almost covering my entire length. She twists her hands around me as she sucks the head of my cock. Fuck, I’ve dreamt about this so many times, but the dreams were nothing compared to the reality of her mouth on me, taking me in, pleasuring me.
Then she moves her hands up and down the shaft as she sucks. My hips thrust forward and pull back as I fuck her face. She grins up at me around my dick. If only we could be like this all the time; so close, so together. My heart pounds and my cock thickens. My balls almost melt into my erection as I grow and harden even more.
Mo exerts just the right amount of pressure into her grip as she jerks me off, her mouth still covering the head.
I put one hand on her crown, trying my best not to hold her there. I need to let her decide. But damn, this is fucking incredible. I’ve been sucked off by a lot of girls, but none of them have made me feel the way Mo is right now.
I take a deep breath and look down at her working my cock like a pro. My breaths are short and I’m about to explode. “Babe. I’m going to come. If you don’t want cum in your mouth, you better let go.”
She slides one hand to my ass, pulling me closer. Tightening her hold on my shaft with the other hand, she sucks harder.
Oh God. My dick spasms. She rubs and sucks every drop of cum from me as it pumps onto her tongue. She swallows, but doesn’t let go.
She continues to suck and massage my erection. In a minute or two, suddenly—holy hell—it tightens again and throbs. In a few more minutes, it explodes once more as I come again. “Shit.”
Mo pulls away, licking her lips and smiling like crazy.
I grab her under her arms and drag her into the shower. I slip my tongue into her mouth. She tastes of me.
Fucking sexy.
We waited just long enough for his parents to go to bed, before Danny snuck me downstairs and out to the guest house. At the door, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me—kissed me like we’d just come home from a movie—like we’re dating or something. By the time he let me go, I was done for.
I slipped inside and locked up. Now I’ve been laying here for the better part of the night, thinking about Danny. About his kisses. His mouth on my pussy. His cum on my tongue and sliding down my throat. His cock inside me.
His cock.
My stomach sinks. His bare dick, inside. Oh no.
What was I thinking? I’m such an idiot.
I knew I’d be screwed if he figured out how much I want him.
Well, doesn’t really matter now. It won’t happen again.
Plus, his parents are back and there’s no way I’m going to get caught with Danny. Too many people to disappoint. Not to mention the fact that he’ll strip my heart bare and sell it for parts given the chance. He may not even mean to do it, but he could, with just one word or one look.
I can’t let him have that kind of power.
* * *
A knock on the door wakes me.
Danny?
I throw on my robe and check through the peephole. I let out a deep breath as I open the door, painting fake surprise on my face. “Hey, David. What are you guys doing home?”
Danny’s dad holds out a doll dressed in a neon stripped dress. “Hey, kiddo. We came back early after Laney called and told us about Danny’s accident with the door. Brought you a souvenir.”
“Ah. Thank you. Nice of you guys to think of me.”
I take the doll and step outside and close the door. It’s been David’s policy for us to never be inside alone. He told me long ago it gave the appearance of evil, even if nothing bad was happening. Fine with me; less awkward that way.