“I want you to–“
“To what?”
“To eat me out.”
“Have you ever been given head before?”
“Uh-uh.”
Perfect.
“Then you’re going to really like this shit. Hold on.”
I grip her ass cheeks and devour Karma’s pussy like a man who’s been on a fast for thirty days. I’m hungry for it and it tastes like manna from heaven.
She comes quickly.
I knew she would. We’ve been playing around with her first orgasm of the day for long enough.
“Ohhhh!” she groans in exquisite pleasure as her back arches out of the chair. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and now my greedy monster wants to see it again. I’m going to have to work a lot harder for the second one, though. That first one is going to be hard to beat.
Karma’s breathing is shallow as she comes down from her orgasm and a light sheen of sweat covers her body. I’m hoping she’s a lot more relaxed now because the next few things I’ve got planned may go really well or blow up in my face.
I get up and grab her a bottled water from the fridge.
“Drink.”
She opens the bottle and takes a long gulp. I stand at her side and stroke some of the stray hairs sticking to the side of her face back into her sleek ponytail.
I return to the kitchen and take the rest of the water and pour it into a glass of ice. After I toss it down my throat, I keep a piece of ice in my mouth. I return to Karma, move the ottoman out of the way, and gently lift her out of the chair. She yelps in surprise, probably thinking that I’m not strong enough to lift her. Silly woman. I bench press twice her weight.
Before the ice in my mouth melts completely, I sit down in the chair with Karma in my lap and wrap my mouth around one of her tits. I’ve been dying to do this. Just like Seven said the other day, tits and ass are my kryptonite, and she’s got a beautiful pair of both. I use the ice to play with her nipple, and my dick jumps every time she squirms in my lap. My balls may be blue at the end of this, but her pleasure is my number one goal, not mine. I want her to know how sex is supposed to feel.
“Please Bronx,” she says, and I love the way she begs.
“What do you need, Karma? Give me the words and I’ll give you whatever you want.”
“I can feel you.”
“I bet you can.”
My dick is hard as stone, no doubt poking through my jeans and right into her ass.
Her tit pops out of my mouth and she uses the opportunity to slide down and in between my legs. She nervously unbuttons my jeans and slides down the zipper.
“That’s it, baby. Take what you want.”
I bite the corner of my lip as she pulls my dick out and wraps her arm around the shaft; and I’m two seconds from squealing like I’m new to this when she slides her hot mouth down the tip.
“Fuckkkkk, Karma.”
I grip flick off her ponytail holder, slide my hand in her mane, and grip her hair at the roots while still allowing her to moderate the tempo. I can’t let my monster take full control.
Slow and easy.
She works the length, inch by inch, taking her time.
It’s obvious that she’s not used to this or at least doing this with someone my size, so she takes periodic rests, giving her jaw a break. When she does I simply slap her ass lightly and that gets her going again.
