Python(87)

I feel his shaft pushing down on my tongue and brushing against the inside of my cheeks as it goes down, but I keep on pushing through. To see him and touch him was one thing… But to have him in my mouth is a whole new level. Only now do I realize how truly big he is and, if I’m being totally honest, I can’t wait to have him right between my thighs. I don’t care if it hurts, or if I can’t sit up straight for days… I just need to feel him in me, whatever it takes.

I push myself down until my lips touch the skin at the base of his cock, his glans already pressed against the back of my throat, and I hold my position there. I keep his whole cock inside of my mouth until I can no longer do it, and only then do I roll my lips back up his shaft, slowly moving them until they’re wrapped tight around his glans. I go all the way back, and my lips smack as his cock pops out of my mouth. Then, I tilt my head sideways and, with my lips pressed against the side of his shaft, I brush them down until my lips are on his balls. I grab his boxer briefs again and, tugging hard on them, I send them down with his pants to his ankles.

“Keep going…” Apollo groans, tangling his fingers on my hair again. I look up at him and, as I do it, I part my lips and suck one of his balls in. It’s large and heavy, and I can’t help but shudder as I imagine the amount of cum he must be holding inside of him. I have half a mind to suck on him until he succumbs to pleasure and gushes his load inside of my mouth, but I know that he wants much more than to just cum in my mouth… And, if I’m being honest, so do I.

I lap with my tongue at his balls and then I move to the next one, repeating my motions. Pulling back, I open my mouth as wide as I can and, cupping both his balls with one hand, I suck them both inside of my mouth. They fill me up in such a way that my jaw starts to hurt, and I have no other choice than allowing them to slide out of my mouth one by one. I go back to his glans then, my lips and tongue tracing an upward line over his shaft, and I fit the tip of his cock in my mouth once more.

The pressure of his fingers on my head intensifies and I close my eyes, surrendering to the wild desire fluttering inside of me. I open my mouth as wide as I can and gobble up his shaft once more, bobbing my head up and down over his cock until the wet sound of my lips on his flesh fills the whole limo. It’s funny; I have never been with a man in a car (and a stretch limo, of all things), let alone while it's moving. It’s actually nice; the gentle purr of the engine travels up from my feet and knees to my groins, and then up my spine until it finally nestles in my brain, blending in with the soft warmness of desire.

Still bobbing my head, I grab his cock with both my hands and start to suck and stroke at a matching pace, the pendulum motion of mouth and hands an entrancing one. I could keep going like this forever… You know, I always thought that a blowjob was solely for the man’s pleasure, but now I see that I was wrong; I’m sucking Apollo’s cock not because he likes it… but because I do.

I only stop when he holds me by the hair, stopping my pendulum motion, and pushes me back until his cock pops out of my mouth. “You really know how to use that tight mouth of yours…” he tells me, deviousness in his eyes. “I wonder how your tight pussy will feel…”

“Why wonder,” I tell him, a wild grin taking shape on my lips, “when you can try it out?” With that, I go up to my feet and climb on top of him, straddling him. He grabs me by the waist almost immediately, and hooks his fingers on my skirt. Grabbing harshly, he tugs on the already torn fabric and pushes it down; I raise my knees slightly, just enough for the skirt to go down my legs, and he throws it on the floor. Then, the skirt taken care of, his hands dart straight to my blouse and he pulls it over my head, forcing me to raise my arms up in the air.

“You look delicious,” he tells me, his eyes roaming all over my naked skin, and I can almost feel him peeling off my bra and thong with his eyes.

“Look who’s talking,” I whisper back at him, taking both my hands to his crotch and grabbing his cock again. I want to push his cock deep inside of me, to ride him until I pass out, but he’s taking his time… Instead of simply pulling me close, he brushes two fingers down my neck and to my cleavage, and then he keeps going until his fingertips meet the place where skin and thong meet. Slowly, he goes over the barrier, my eyelids drooping as I feel the soft pressure of his fingers on my drenched pussy. Desire igniting my movements, I start to stroke him at a gentle rhythm, my hand going up and down his shaft with clockwork precision.

As his fingers leave my pussy and go back up my torso, a shiver runs up my spine and makes my skin prickle. He takes his hands to my back and, finding the clasp of my bra, he unhooks it and pushes the whole thing down my arms. That gentle warmness of desire grows fiercer under my skin as the cups fall from my breasts and bare my nipples, two hard rosy points aching to feel his touch. As if he could read my mind, he leans into me, parting his lips and fitting my right nipple into his mouth; lapping at it with his tongue while he sucks, he forces a whimper out of my lips, pleasure turning into sound.