Her eyes widen and I don’t give her a chance to back away when I thrust into her mouth, almost to her throat. She gags around my length but doesn’t move away and takes each of my thrusts, each one going a little deeper.
And then she starts to move herself, her tongue licking up the underside of my cock.
“Fuck, yes,” I groan, “Just like that.”
I feel her smile on my cock and then shifts on her knees, pushing herself a little higher for better reach and wiggles her wrist free of my hand so she can rest both on my thighs. Her confidence grows with each stroke of her mouth and my damn legs begin to shake. I reach out to steady myself, my chin hitting my chest as I watch her head bob up and down my dick, pushing herself down as far as she will go. She gags and breathes heavily but she doesn’t stop and neither does that sinful tongue of hers.
“Tell me now if you don’t want to swallow, princess,” I warn her, feeling the pleasure running down my spine, straight to my balls. My cock twitches and I’m so damn close.
Her hands slide around the backs of my thighs and then dig in, forcing me to stay in place as she continues to suck and lick my cock.
“Fuck, princess,” I groan, “I’m going to come in your mouth and you’re going to swallow every last fucking drop, you hear me?”
Her fingers flex, nails biting in answer. My hips jerk, harder, faster, using her mouth to bring myself to the peak and when it hits, the relief, the pleasure has my breath stuttering in my chest. My chin tips toward the ceiling as my cock jerks, emptying onto her waiting tongue. She strokes my cock with her lips, drawing out every single drop before she releases it with a wet pop and sits back onto her heels, looking up at me. I stare down at her from above, lids hooded and heart pounding and almost buckle when she swipes a drop of come from the side of her lips and pops her thumb into her mouth, licking it clean.
Holy fucking Christ.
“Did I do it right?” She asks innocently but I see the flirty little smirk on her lips and the playful tease in her eyes.
I smirk, “Lay back, Marly.”
Her eyes bug out, “What, why?”
“I want to see what sucking my cock did to you,” I tell her, “Then I can tell you if you did it right.”
Her jaw pops open and she doesn’t move.
“Come on, princess, we have to finish the lesson.”
I get down to my knees and join her on the carpet, leaning toward her but I don’t let our mouths brush despite her leaning in for a kiss. Gently, I coax her toward the floor and then grab the hem of her dress, sliding it up her thighs.
“Are you wet, Marly?” I ask her when her pretty dress is bunched around her hips. She presses her thighs together, watching me hovering above her, “Did sucking my dick turn you on, princess?”
“River,” She whimpers my name as I pull on her panties, drawing them down her legs until I can slide them off her ankles. I bring the white lace to my face and inhale, the sweet, muskyscent of her getting me semi-hard again, I need a few more minutes though.
Enough time to do what I really fucking want to do. Eating Marly’s pussy has become my favorite meal, it’s the noises she makes, how her body writhes beneath me as I hold her down and force her to take every torturous flick of my tongue.
I push her thighs apart and drop my eyes to her cunt, her folds soaked and shiny.
With a finger, I tease through her lips, and she bucks beneath me, “You’re a dirty fucking girl,” I praise her, “So wet and needy all the time. Your body responds to my touch, baby, it belongs to me, doesn’t it?”
Her head tilts back with her whimper, turning to a loud moan as I slide my fingers into her, body yielding to me, stretching open and soaking my fingers.
I’m hard again so I reach for the drawer to my side and pull a condom from the box, tearing open the foil as I hand it to her.
“Put it on me, Marly,” I tell her.
Her shaking hands take the condom, and she pushes up, removing the rubber from its packet and slowly, so fucking slowly, with concentration on her face, she rolls the condom down my shaft.
“Good girl,” I comment before I crawl over her, her body lowering once more to the floor.
“This what you wanted, Marly?” I ask her, my cock sliding through her pussy.
“Yes,” She breathes.
“Was once not enough for you?” I notch the head of me inside of her, her tightness squeezing.
“No,” She answers, “Never.”
