All that mattered was the way he made me feel. The way my body strained to get closer. I had a moment’s fear that this might turn out like the others, a nice hot build-up that fizzles out mid-stream and leave me feeling empty.
But as soon as the thought came it disappeared. Because he chose that moment to work one, then two of his thick long fingers inside of me while moving onto the other until now abandoned nipple.
The double action was too much for my already dripping pussy and I writhed beneath his hand, letting him do as he pleased. I wanted him to go fast, but he went slow and I found that it was the best feeling in the world.
He touched me like he meant it. And the way he enjoyed me, made it easy to let go, to relax and enjoy all that he did to me. As bold as I am outside of bed there’s always a bit of shyness my first time with a partner. With him I didn’t feel any of that.
He didn’t touch me like I was an experiment or the lost wager in some dare. He touched me like a man, and what’s more than that, a man who liked what he felt.
So I didn’t have a problem spreading my legs open wider when he whispered for me to. Or again when he lifted me slightly off the bed to remove my dress completely.
I didn’t feel exposed when he reared back on his haunches to look down at me. The heat in his eyes made me feel desired, wanted. I bit into my lip when he placed both hands on either side of my panties and pulled.
I made a little yipping noise at the loud sound of silk tearing. He’d torn off my underwear. I couldn’t help it, it was so erotic I came. Not a big eruption, nothing like the mini meltdown I’d had in the elevator, but potent all the same.
I slapped my hands over my snatch and I guess he thought I was trying to keep him out, because he growled, “no”, at me before moving my hands out of the way. Yeah, there’s definitely something about him saying that word to me.
I got tingles running up and down my middle, centered between my thighs and an intense throbbing began in my clit that felt like a new heartbeat.
“Oh…” My mouth was partially open as I arched my back with my neck off the bed and my head pressed into the mattress beneath me. He smacked my clit with his bare fingertips and I knew he was going to be trouble.
He played my body like a violin and I now understood his concentration and the way he’d watched me from the moment I slid into the car across from him. He was learning me.
Heaven help me if he ever has more time than the hour or so we had before he brought me here to his bed. “Let me… I wanna touch you too.”
“No, not yet.”
No sooner had those words left his lips than he slid down between my thighs and lifted my ass in his hands, bringing me to his mouth. I twisted and turned in a bid to escape the intense pleasure, but he had too tight a grip on my ass for me to maneuver.
It was too much, too much too fast. But instead of pushing him away I grabbed ahold of his head and pulled him harder against my heated flesh. “Ohhhh….” It was the only word I could remember, the only sound I could make.
I know what it means to enjoy a meal, I’ve enjoyed plenty and with gusto to boot. He enjoyed every lick, every nibble and every suck of my body. And the sounds he made. Mercy me!
I was making a mess of his very expensive sheets with the amount of juice that now leaked out of me, but I didn’t care. I never wanted these feelings to end.
The feeling of his tongue licking deep inside me, of his fingers holding me in place and the way my heart thumped and my blood raced through my veins each time he growled into my pussy like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
I don’t know how many times I came when he finally dragged his tongue from my depths and nibbled along the soft firm flesh of my inner thighs and up to my tummy that had just a little pooch that no amount of sit-ups have ever been able to get rid of.
He seemed to find pleasure in that as well if the amount of time he spent licking and sucking on my flesh was any indication. I got pleasantly distracted when I felt his cock against my thigh and did a rough estimate in my head. No way!
I started to push him back so that I could see, but he chose to move up my body at the same time. With his lips touching my ear he whispered, “I’m sorry sweetheart but I have to have you now.” With those words he leaned over to the side and pulled open the top drawer of the nightstand.
He pulled out a condom and tore the wrapper open with his teeth, all the while staring into my eyes. So damn hot! How is this fair? How can he be so rich, so handsome and so damn good at this to boot?
He shifted and removed his slacks and shorts and I finally got a good look at him. “Mother of…” I almost pointed and asked if that thing was real, but barely restrained myself in time.
He pulled the condom from the wrapper and grabbed his cock to put it on. I swallowed hard and kept my eyes on that thing. Now I was feeling gauche, like I should say something, but what?
I looked from his massive cock to my poor hardly used pussy and though the shudders were real, I wasn’t sure if they were all from excitement or if there was a little bit of fear mixed in there.
“There’s no way that’s going to fit. I know I’m carrying a few extra pounds and you may not know how this works. But the size of my ass has nothing to do with the size of my hoo-hah and I’m here to tell you there’s no way in hell…”
He shut me up with his mouth on mine, condom forgotten for now. Our mouths fed off each other as they moved together sometimes with his tongue in my mouth, and sometimes with mine in his.
“I’ll make it fit don’t worry.” The look in his eye said he’d make damn sure of it and I was starting to second guess my decision to get into his car.
He knelt between my thighs to continue pulling on the condom and as if I had runaway tongue, I said the first thing that popped into my head.
“I didn’t know they made condoms that size. They putting rubbers on horses now?” I’d lost control of my tongue obviously. It was either the champagne or what he’d done to me between the car ride and dinner, whatever the reason I couldn’t seem to get ahold of myself.
But later for that, this shit is going to hurt. Still I couldn’t wait to tame that monster, or at least give it a good try. I got so mesmerized by his cock that I reached out to touch what looked like an elephant trunk before he could pull the condom all the way on.
His dick was hard and hot to the touch and I had the most insane urge suddenly, to take him into my mouth. It wasn’t just an urge, it was a need, a compulsion; something I couldn’t deny myself.
I figured if I could get my mouth around some part of his monster cock then there was a good bet it would fit part way inside my snatch. My thinking was very sound. He had to have fucked somebody at some point in his life.
And if those underfed bitches he’s accustomed to fucking can take it, I can definitely anaconda his shit. Where’s my playlist when I need it? This is the kinda shit you need the right music in the background for.
I pushed his hand out of the way and pulled the condom off. With my eyes glazed like a crazed cock hungry slut, I pulled his cock towards my mouth. It wasn’t chocolate but good damn.
It jumped in my hand and gave me my first special liquid gift of the evening. I looked at it like a specimen under a looking glass, not quite believing that I was seeing what I was seeing.
I got the hot and tingles between my thighs and would’ve rubbed them together if they weren’t spread so wide apart. I made the greedy sound I used to make as a child when cook made me one of her special Sundaes.
I licked all around the head of his massive cock that had to be at least four and a half inches around, and needed both hands, making him hiss with pleasure. Oh yeah, that’s the sound I want to hear.
My womb was already contracting, almost like I could feel him pressed into me deep. I licked the head of his cock again and he grew even longer, harder. Instead of fear I felt a deep strong contraction in my womb. I wanted him in me as much as I wanted his taste on my tongue.
I cupped his balls in one of my hands, weighing them and wondering how the hell he was able to walk without some kind of harness to hold all of him in place. I hummed with pleasure around his cock as I fondled his balls, loving the soft feeling as they tickled my palm.
His cock was flowing with precum now and I lapped it up, loving his taste. I sucked on his cock the way he’d done to my nipple, suckling him like a young calf at its mother’s tit.
His hands grabbed my hair hard and it was like he could see into my head, taking out all the images that flashed there and following along. He couldn’t be more perfect if I’d written down my wants and likes and given them to him to study.
He touched me where I needed it most at just the right time. His hands in my hair, or his fingers tweaking my nipples, all while I sucked his cock like it was the most important thing in the world.
Of course I couldn’t fit all of him into my mouth, so didn’t even try. But what I could handle, I gave my all. I knew he was appreciative of my efforts because of the amount of precum that flowed from his cock to my mouth.
Jonas
If I left my cock in her sweet as fuck mouth much longer I’d end up giving her a lungful. “Release me.” She looked up at me coquettishly with her lips wrapped around the head of my cock and I felt my balls fill with cum.