Mr. President:A Billionaire & Virgin Fake Fiance Romance(18)

A few seconds later, the image on the screen trembles and both me and  Ashley appear on the screen. She's sitting on the edge of the tub and  I'm kneeling between her legs, eating her out with gusto. I gotta say,  it's a bit weird to be watching myself on screen, but hell …  We're both  looking good. Very, very good.

"Is it safe?" I ask her, looking at her and then back to the screen.

"Yeah, it's streaming from my own private server. It's as secure as secure could ever be."

"Good," I whisper, more to myself than to her. Right now I'm completely  focused on what's happening on the screen; in there, we're already both  inside the tub, Ashley's ass pressed against my cock. I watch everything  unfold in silence, my heart kicking and punching against my ribcage as I  wait anxiously for the moment when I slide my cock inside her pussy.  When that moment finally arrives, I even hold my breath.

Jesus.

I take a deep breath as I watch her expression on the TV, one of pure  pleasure, and I feel my cock hardening and becoming as solid as  concrete.

"Like what you see?" I hear Ashley's voice from behind me, and she  presses her naked body against me as I look back at her over my  shoulder. With her round and perfect tits pressing against my back, she  places both her hands on my chest and slides them to my abs, feeling  each one of them patiently before diving further down. When she curls  her fingers around my cock, I take another deep breath and feel lust  well up inside my chest.

"I fucking love it," I breath out, and then turn around to face her.

"No ego bruises?" she chuckles, gently giving my cock a squeeze.

"No, not a chance. I think my ego has just grown, actually," I shoot  back at her, enjoying our little back-and-forth. More than being able to  hold her own physically, Ashley also knows how to spar using her words.  And I fucking love that about her. Well, to be honest, I don't think  there's anything I don't love about her.

"I think it wasn't just your ego that grew," she laughs, once more  squeezing my cock. Never taking her eyes off of mine, she lowers herself  and goes down on her knees in front of me, my cock still in her hand.

Turning to the side so that I can look at the screen, I smile to myself,  realizing that I would've never done this with any other woman. Knowing  that there are cameras around to record me while I fuck her …  but, even  though I know there are cameras, I trust Ashley. Even though she could  use the recording to bury me, I know she won't. I feel it in my gut, and  the world will come to an end before I stop trusting my gut.

"What are you doing down there?" I ask her in a teasing tone while, at the same time, my cock pulses hard against her fingers.

"What does it look like? I'm doing something I can't do while standing  up," she purrs and then she starts leaning into me, parting her lips and  allowing her tongue out. She doesn't look away from me as the tip of  her tongue touches my shaft, and I can't help but smile down at her,  enjoying the way with which she's handling me right now.

Taking her hand out of my hand, she then runs the tip of her tongue down  the length of my shaft, going all the way down to my balls. Opening her  mouth wide, she doesn't hesitate and sucks both balls into her mouth,  wrapping her lips around them and pressing with her tongue. I groan as  she does it, pain blending with pleasure, and then I rest my hands on  her head, running my fingers back and forth through her hair.

"I don't know where you learned that, but you're a fucking goddess with that mouth of yours … "         

     



 

"Learned?" she laughs, my balls popping out of her mouth. "This is pure  talent, it can't be learned," she purrs and then, using only the tip of  her tongue, she runs it from the base of my cock to my tip, doing fast  and vicious circles around it.

I expect her to wrap her lips around my cock anytime now, but I guess  she's enjoying the way with which she's teasing me right now. Instead of  taking my cock into her mouth, she simply keeps licking my shaft,  moving her head up and down as she goes. And, fuck, that alone feels  fucking amazing.

And when she finally wraps her lips around the tip of my cock  …  I swear  to God, I have to hold my breath and grit my teeth to stop myself from  coming. I don't know how she does it, but her lips and tongue surely  were blessed by the gods of sex. And the rest of her body as well,  especially that tight pussy of hers …  Hell, now that I've tried it, I  doubt I'll find anything quite like it. No, I'm pretty sure of it, even  if I make it my life's purpose to fuck as many women as possible, I'm  certain that I won't find a woman that can induce such a maddening  reaction in me. I mean, whenever I'm close to her, I just fucking lose  it. The word ‘control' simply loses its meaning.

I look down at her, my gaze meeting hers, and that's when she starts  pushing her lips down the length of my shaft. She goes all the way down,  taking my cock to the back of her throat, and then climbs back up.  Repeating that motion endlessly, she starts picking up the pace with  each passing second.

When she starts going as fast as she can, she's not even using her  hands. No, her hands are on my ass, her fingers digging into my ass  cheeks as she sucks my cock as if it were the most delicious thing in  the world. I can tell that she's pushing through the pain, her jaw and  neck probably complaining from the effort.

When she takes a break, pulling back and allowing my cock to jump out of  her mouth, she curls her fingers around my shaft and starts stroking  him harshly. She does it as fast as she was sucking on me, each coming  and going motion of her hand making me lose all semblance of control.

I tangle my fingers in her hair and yank on it, almost too harshly, but  she doesn't even seem to care. She just moans as I do it, and I can tell  that she isn't doing it for show-no, she's moaning because she's  enjoying the moment, her whole body enjoying the way my cock desires  her.

Taking her tongue back to my cock, she uses its tip to circle my head,  and then sucks on me for a while. I'm not a loud guy during sex, but now  I can't stop myself from groaning, the sound of my voice almost  sounding like a moan.

Yanking on her again, I force her to stop moving her head and, allowing  instinct to drive me, I start thrusting. Fucking her little mouth fast, I  guide it and out of her at a furious pace and, judging by the look on  her face, she's loving every second of it.

Realizing that I'm close to the edge, I try to pull my cock out of her  mouth, but she just follows after me and rolls her lips down my shaft.  She does it all the way down, her lips once more brushing against the  skin on the root of my cock. Then, losing all control (much as it  happened to me) she starts sucking while she bobs her head back and  forth, doing it so eagerly you'd think she only has a few minutes to  live.

"Fuck, Ash," I groan again, throwing my head back and closing my eyes. I  feel so close to coming and, yet, I don't want it to happen before I  ravage that sweet pussy of hers once more. Somehow, I find the inner  strength to resist and, taking one step back, I manage to pull my cock  out of her mouth. Stumbling back, my legs meet the edge of her bed and I  fall back, sitting down on the mattress while I take deep breaths,  trying to catch my breath.

Moving fast, just like a leopard closing in on her prey, she comes after  me and jumps on top of my body. Without even giving me a moment to  catch my breath, she places both her feet on either side of my thighs  and squats over my cock; grabbing it with one hand, she keeps it  pointing straight up and then lowers herself, sliding all of my inches  deep inside her pussy.

"Oh, God …  I never-I never knew sex could be this good," she moans,  closing her eyes and jumping up and down over my hardness. She does it  over and over again, the way with which she's doing it tells me that she  enjoyed her first time as much as I enjoyed taking her virginity.

And, fuck me, for a virgin girl she knows exactly how to handle a man's  cock. In fact, she's better than all other women I've ever been with.  None of them would be able to compete with the sheer force of nature  that Ashley is. Her body is all made of fury, and her mind is like  something that can't be bent; these two things combine into something so  perfect it almost hurts to think about. Wondering what that something  is? Easy: it's mind-blowing sex.

Riding me hard, she drives herself to the edge and then jumps off it  without looking back, her inner walls closing in around my cock. She  moans and then screams, her voice quivering as she comes and stops  moving all together, her knees replacing her feet by the side of my  thighs.

Still with my cock inside her pussy, I take the chance to roll to the  side; still in the throes of pleasure, she doesn't even resist. She  simply follows the movement of my body and lies down against the  mattress. Now on top of her, her legs laced around my waist, I place one  hand on her face and look straight into her eyes as I start to thrust.