She moans around my length again as I push deeper. She has no idea how good she feels.Un-fucking-real.
She trades between swallowing me down and teasing me with small licks and whimpers that tell me she’s as desperate to come as I am.
I slide out of her mouth almost all the way, and Layla’s tongue glides over me before she takes me as deep as she can. Her eyes are full of fire, water glistening on her long lashes, mascara running down her cheeks. She’s fucking perfect.
“Fuck, I wish you could see what I see right now, how well this pretty mouth takes my thick cock.”
But I need more, it’s not enough. I’ve never wanted more with any woman, but with her, I just can’t get close enough. I need to taste her, to come with her, and I don’t have the room to do that in this shower. I kill the water, lift her from her seat, and her legs wrap around my waist as I step out of the shower. A cool rush of air surrounds us and she gasps. Water drips everywhere while we move the short distance to her room, and I kiss her deeply all the way. I sit on the bed with her on top of me, and groan as my cock slides through her slit. She moans and lets her head fall back.
“Come here,” I whisper. I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me, but I don’t want to fuck her yet; I want to savor every single second of this first time with her.
She looks at me questioningly as I grip her hips and guide her movements so I can devour her while she swallows my cock.
“No, here.” I tap my lips. “Come sit on my face, Layla.”
She bites her lower lip but listens right away, moving up to straddle my face. I grip her ass and spread her wide, her dripping cunt hovering over my tongue.
“Get back to work now. Suck my dick while I feast.”
Layla pants, leaning forward and moving her hand down my shaft, chasing it with her mouth. Heat washes over me as she swallows my cock.
I lose it and thrust upward into her throat, and she gags around me.
“Just like that. Good fucking girl …”
She lifts up then moves her mouth back down before I can even get another word out. The tip of my cock hits the back of her throat, and I groan as I spread her legs wider. Her swollen pussy is dripping as I lay a tight little smack to her clit and she moans, sucking me deeper.
I don’t deny myself any longer; my tongue flicks against her clit. Her back arches and I fucking love it. I give her another slap, then suck her clit into my mouth just to torture her.
“Christ, you have the prettiest fucking pussy,” I tell her, sliding my finger through her as she keeps on sucking. She tries to clench her thighs together and I know I’m driving her crazy. I fucking love it. I give in then, devouring her.
“More,” she moans, then swallows my cock again, but she’s hesitating to put her weight fully on my face.
“I’ll give you what you want, little dove, but first you have tosit.” I grip her tight and pull her down forcefully until the weight of her is resting on my tongue as I slide the flat of it through her slit. “Stay right here.” I lap her up again.Fuck me.She’s the sweetest fucking thing I’ve ever tasted.
Layla moans as her drool leaks down my shaft and she turns wild, grinding her pussy down into my face. She sucks while I eat, and her nails dig into my thighs as my palms grip her hips and hold her pussy tight to my face, my tongue buried inside her.
The fucking sweetest.My cock slides out of her mouth and she cries out against me as she prepares to come. Her body shakes and I suction my lips around her clit and suck, hard. Her palm slaps my thigh and she rears up, pressing her pussy down into my face, riding my tongue—and my cock throbs, jealous.
“Holy fuck …” she cries out frantically.
I stop.
“I didn’t tell you to stop sucking, Layla,” I growl and she obeys, leaning back down to continue swallowing my aching cock. “I’m gonna … come!” she cries around me. I grip her tighter.
“We’re gonna cometogether,” I order, sucking her clit again. We continue like this, writhing together as I fuck her throat and she rides my face.
Within seconds, her legs shake as I push her over the edge, and my balls tighten.
“I’m gonna paint your throat with my come now, and you’re gonna swallow every fucking drop,” I say.
“Please …” she begs, and it does me in. Using the one firing brain cell I have left, I devour her pretty pussy as she pumps my cock with her hand once, twice, before sucking me hard into her mouth as I erupt down her throat, still sucking on her clit, groaning into her as she soaks my face. It’s as passionate as it is downright fucking dirty.
Layla chokes and sputters around my cock for a few seconds as she struggles to swallow everything I’ve given her. Her lips make a popping sound as they slide off my dick and I lay a kiss on her clit as we catch our breath. Then she shudders, climbs off me and spins around, crawling right up into my arms, still soaking wet from the shower.
“I’ve never …” she sighs. “I’ve never felt anything like that.” She looks up at me, the smile on her lips growing, and I love being the only man who gives her these experiences.
I swipe her half-dried hair from her face.
