She nods, never taking her tongue off me. My head tips back, my vision blurring from pleasure.
When she reaches my balls she hesitates, cupping them, stroking and testing the feel of them in her hand.
"Can I kiss them?" she asks softly, looking up at me, unsure.
My balls draw tight. Every muscle inside my body tightening at the sound of her asking permission to put her mouth on my balls. I swallow hard, forcing myself to breathe. I need to see this.
"Yes," I choke out. "You can kiss them."
She lowers her head, pressing gentle kisses, shy at first, then a little braver. She gets more confident and that hot little tongue sticks back out, licking my balls like she did my cock.
I let out a sharp breath. My hand tightens in her hair. Pleasure shoots up my spine. My cock throbs in her other hand, jealous of the attention she’s giving my balls.
"That's it, Nala. This is where all my cum comes from.” I tug her hair, forcing her to look at me. "Every drop of it, waiting in there for you. Only you."
She whimpers when I loosen my grip, immediately lowering her head to kiss my balls again. Slower this time, reverent, like she understands they’re important to her now. Her hand works my cock, stroking it and keeping me painfully hard.
"Is your cum going to go in my mouth?” she asks, brushing her cheek against my cock. “Like it goes inside me when we have sex?"
My cock pulses so hard it almost hurts. I stop breathing, draw in a deep breath, getting myself under control. She's asking where my cum is going. My innocent girl needs me to teach her everything. Didn’t even fully understand what a blowjob was until tonight.
I cup her face with both hands, making sure she’s looking me in the eyes.
"My cum goes in your mouth, in your pussy and in your ass.” I keep my gaze locked on her. "It goes anywhere I want to put it. Your breasts…your face. You're mine and I'm going to fill every part of you."
Her breathing stops. Her eyes widen then lower as a moan escapes her lips. My fucking angel, needing my control.
“You did so well, licking my cock.” I tap her lips with the head. “Now you get to suck it.”
Her eyes burn with excitement as she leans forward, her curls spilling around her face. “It’s too big,” she whispers, her breath warm against my cock. “It won’t all fit.”
The more you suck it, the more you’ll learn to take inside your mouth.”
“Okay,” she whispers, opening her mouth, her tongue out, waiting for me. I guide my cock to her lips, letting the head rest on her tongue.
"Close your lips around it."
She obeys. Her lips wrap around the head of my cock, warm, wet and tight.
I groan, louder than I intended. Nala’s lips are perfect around my cock.
"Take more."
She does, pulling me deeper into her mouth. My gaze lowers to her breasts swaying with her movements. Her eyes lock onto mine, watching my reactions to learn what I like. She takes more and even more, until she gags slightly and her throat closes around me.
It’s too much. Nala’s pussy and mouth are unlike anything I’ve experienced in my entire life. Nothing compares to them.
The feel of her throat contracting around my cock— outof this world. I clutch the bed, struggling to remember to breathe.
I tell her how good she is, that her mouth is the best, when I realize I’m groaning in Russian. She has no idea what I’m saying. Can barely think with my cock in her mouth.
"That's it. Use your hand for what you can’t fit in that sweet little mouth.”
She moans around me, sucking harder and bobbing her head. Her hand wraps around the base of my cock, working what doesn't fit in her mouth.
“Pchyolka,” I rasp. “You’re the best. So beautiful. On your knees. Your mouth, full of my cock, sucking me off like you were made for this.”
Her other hand goes to my balls, cupping them, massaging gently like she remembers what I told her. Taking care of them because she knows my cum is there waiting for her.
