Kaden steps closer to me, undoing his cuffs. He pulls off his jacket. Then his shirt, doing it that way that makes the pecs and biceps flex so good you want to throw your panties at the man who does it? Kaden is a thousand times hotter than any man I've ever seen. He goes for the belt and my eyes are rolling back in my head. He kneels down to take off his shoes, then socks. The pants come off. The underwear slide down, making that monster cock do a little bouncy sproing as he pulls down the boxer briefs.
"I think," Kaden closes the distance between us and presses his forehead to mine. "You want to take off your clothes and let my touch your body while you suck my cock. I even took mine off, that's fair, isn't it?" His hands cup my ass and squeeze tight.
I think I might faint. Oh god. Nothing about this is fair. I am going to explode. My hands are trembling. He releases my ass and steps back. I do my best to take off my clothes. I know I can't possibly have the grace he did unwrapping himself like the present he fucking is, but, hey, I'm working with some good parts. That has to count for something. When I pull my last drop of clothing off -- and just so we're clear, I took off the shirt, the bra, the pants, the panties, but I left the heels on -- Kaden's eyes take me in and something wild sparks in them. He takes both of his massive arms and swipes every last thing off of his desk. It all shatters to the floor, making a massive mess. But do I pay any real attention to that?
Hell no.
Kaden swoops me up in his arms and lays me on his desk. My ass and back are on the desk. He spreads my thighs wide and my head is hanging off the desk. The deeper to take you with, my dear. I know this trick. Much smaller guys have had a deepthroat in this position, and it was a challenge. But I have never wanted to take a cock -- in my mouth -- like I want to swallow Kaden up right now.
I extend my tongue and look up at him. He's stroking the full length in his fist and I gulp a little. Good god, how am I going to take that whole thing?
Kaden's other hand makes its way to my breast, fingers softly trailing at a maddeningly slow pace. There's just enough pressure in his touch that it is more than a gentle tickle, but not quite enough that he's full touching me. His fingers roam and Kaden starts drawing soft circles around one of my nipples.
I practically purr at his touch. The closer he gets to my nipple that's aching for him, the more I want to arch into his hand and start begging him to touch me more. I'm so eager for his fingers to just brush over my nipple I feel like I might explode if they don't. Okay, so death by horniness might help death by cock. I'm about to find out. Or at least I'm about to die waiting to find out, and I need to gather my composure enough to start working the massive cock before me.
Dropping the head onto my tongue, I finally taste Kaden's cock, salty pre-cum making the purple head slick in my mouth. My lips caress the very tip of the head in soft kisses. Then I take my tongue and lap on the sensitive underside. Taking the full head in my mouth, I make sure my suction is as tight as possible for maximum effectiveness. I suck hard on just the head, sucking him with an intensity that pumps his dick before my hands even get there. I focus on my breathing and my suction and I've got this blowjob by the balls.
Okay, you know what I mean. Not that I won't give those balls a good tug when I start taking him deeper. I'm sucking his cock so hard it could almost be too hard, and that's a good thing. I have to meet this challenge with everything I have! Nothing says thank you like throwing yourself on the sword. In middle school we called in the pork sword, but this is more like the Kobe beef or fancy steak of cock. The Excalibur of swords.
Kaden captures the nipple he's been teasing between his fingers and so gently teases it between his fingertips. The connection of his fingers to my nipples is like setting off dominos of lust in me. I moan a little on his cock, being careful to keep my suction and keep pumping hard, fast, with everything I have.
He runs his other palm up from just above my pussy to between my breasts. The slow trail makes me sigh, the way he touches me like teasing with its own payoff. I'm the kind of girl that generally doesn't like to be teased, but the rising tension within me is enjoyable. My pulse is racing, my face is getting flush. My eyes are rolling back behind my closed eyelids. Kaden's hands know exactly what they're doing and I'm ready to take the ride wherever it goes.
My back arches in time with his movements on my body, hypersensitive and responding to his every touch. When he touches me I feel like I am going to explode, the building heat in my belly spreading through my body and coming to a boil within me. It is almost like Kaden knows the dynamite he's set off within me and he's letting the fuse go over with a deliriously slow burn. If he is, that's just even sweeter nectar to my arousal. I have never felt more turned on than I do right now, and he's not even fucking me. Kaden's hands on me are better than anyone I've ever fucked, anyway. It really says something about a man that he can touch you and that makes you feel wetter than any actual other dick has. I might swoon here in a minute, if I wasn't so focused on priming the pump and getting this cock ready for me to take it.