Princely Passions 2

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Brittney





Kaden's huge cock on display in front of me...my very first reaction is to lick my lips. But my second reaction definitely involves my heart skipping a beat.

I have never seen a cock that big before. I didn't know they made them as wide and long as that monster.

The blowjob thing isn't so much a joke anymore to me. I really want to blow him! Putting that cock in my mouth and doing a decent job on it starts to feel like not just my duty as a gracious gal showing how thankful I am, but it is like a challenge to my very capabilities as a grown woman who prides herself on being good in bed.

Now, you have to understand, I'm as sex positive as the next girl.

Okay, scratch that, I'm actually sex positive. I'm not one those girls that hates her own pussy and rarely orgasms. Like, I take care of myself and when I'm going to sleep with someone, they're going to take care of me, okay?

Like blowjobs aren't exactly the first choice option on my mind for sexual activity, no matter how much I like hot dogs more than tacos, I prefer the hot dog in the taco? Okay, that's gross.

I just want you to know how wild it is that I'm craving, craving that footlong special he's wielding right now. Wielding, yes, like a fucking weapon because that massive cock has my eyes widening to their limits. My mouth is watering. I want to tackle this monster. I am going to suck that cock so good, or die trying. Seriously, I'm willing right now to take the risk and choke myself on that big bad Wonder Willy.

I giggle. Wonder Willy? That's so silly. That's not a silly dick, even if it is perhaps a novelty size. But this is all business.

I'm so nervous...but, shit, I should not be laughing when the man I am trying to provide a Thank You Blowjob has just shown me his massive man meat. Seriously, I can't return my eyes to their normal sizes and now I'm giggling stupidly.

"Oh, no, I'm not laughing at," I start stammering. "I'm just a tad delirious on dick right now," I offer by way as explanation. I turn my head away from him an grimace. Dear lord, did I just say that? Maybe the next time I'm at the library, I'll find a thesaurus and think of better things to say when expressing myself. Or I'll consult the dictionary first. I think I can be safe going to the library without running into him. I mean, otherwise I might point at his gorgeous face and laugh or something.

"Don't you think you should get to know him before you laugh at him?" Kaden says. The grin that spreads over his face could spread my thighs in an instant. I want to do the splits right on that pretty face. But, I was already giving him a thank you blowjob, and this is so not about me. I have to make up for laughing at that cock now! I have to suck it so good...

Okay, my watering mouth tells brain to shut up.

"I have every intention of doing just that," I say, doing my best to sound cool and collected and not like a grown woman that laughs at huge dicks.

I am not playing around here. I may not be literally rolling up my sleeves, but that's basically what's happening here. You would be rolling up your sleeves, psyching yourself up, and dropping to your knees, too, if you saw the big meaty offering before me. It is the longest, thickest pole I've ever decided to climb. The purple head is calling to me, the veins I can see are letting me know that this cock is no joke! I swish some spit around on my tongue and prepare to put the massive head in, get myself acquainted with it and psyche myself up for swallowing it and, well, swallowing what's going to come out of it. Because, damn, you just know that a cock like that with even sizable balls to match is not going to be a teaspoon of cum. We're talking bottoms up, shot glass down the throat. So, as I said, blowjobs may not always be the sexiest thing in the world, but I can't deny that there's heat pooling my belly thinking about licking that cock up and down and then sucking it hard as I can in my mouth. I want to make him reconsider everything he knows about suction after I suck him off.

Kaden looks me in the eyes, and those beautiful orbs are pouring piping hot lust down my throat. Someone get a squeegee to get me off this floor, good grief! "Actually," he says, tucking a finger under my chin. "Why don't you take off all of your clothes, lie back on my desk, and take me so deep it blows both our minds. I have a feeling that if you two dance slow to get nice and acquainted, we'll both enjoy the ride." He's so fucking charming that his invitation to get murdered by his cock down my throat? Sure, I'll take him up on that offer.

"What makes you think I'll take off all my clothes?" I can't help myself, I can't just strip naked without some teasing. I don't want him to think I am easy just because I am going to completely strip down and make sure I leave a good ass print on that fancy desk. "A blowjob is one thing," I say, narrowing my eyes at him and then raising an eyebrow.