He laughs.Melodic.Amused.Happy.
Gosh, I want to make him happy.To make him mine, to enjoy his delicious body until the sunrise.
There will be no frantic groping against the wall.No stolen kisses in forbidden places.
I don´t need to look at him to see his mischievous smile.I know how much he enjoys my unrestrained hurry.
We reach my room, and I fumble with the keys, as he kisses my neck and strokes my shoulders, pushing his ready cock into my backside.I smile with delight and slip in through the open door.
I turn around before he can push me against the door, unzip my jacket, and shrug it off.
He leans against the wall, his eyes glowing, urging me to go on.I undress slowly, my shaking hands making me clumsy.
“Your hands are trembling, Miss Berger,” he says, but remains motionless.
I don´t answer and pull the T-shirt over my head, throwing it at him with a laugh.Then I unbutton my jeans and slide my hand in my panties, feeling the wetness between my folds.I slip my jeans off, and with one hand still touching my pussy I step closer.
“Have a taste, Mr.Kern,” I whisper, pull the hand from my warm cunt, and touch his lips with my slick fingers.
He licks them, eyes half closed, the cocky smile gone.He takes my hand and pulls me to him, attacking my lips, driving his tongue deep in my mouth.I moan but pull away, stumbling a few steps behind.
He does not follow, plays along, and watches on.
I shrug the bra straps one by one, reaching behind me to unstrap it and free my breasts.
“My nipples are so hard it hurts,” I say, making one step closer.“Want to ease the pain.”
I offer him my breast, and he takes it with tenderness contrasting with the fire in his eyes.
“Kat,” he whispers, sucking my nipple.“You´re destroying me.”
“I have not started yet,” I answer, and drop to my knees.
His cock springs into my hand as soon as I unbutton his jeans, erect, already weeping.I had a little teasing in mind, but I can´t resist.I pull him into my mouth and suck.
This cock is mine, and the moans he makes are mine.I pull him out, lick the head like an ice-cream, tasting the saltiness, feeling blood pulsing in him.I suck again, and he groans aloud, fisting my hair and pushing his dick deeper in my mouth.
“This mouth of yours, Kat,” he whispers.“I wanted to fuck your cheeky mouth the moment I met you.”
His words turn me wild.I want to give him the pleasure no woman has ever given him, licking his delicious cock like it was my favorite ice cream, and I was starving.
“Can I come into your mouth?”he asks.“Because I will, just asking…”
I pull him out and grin at him.“Not yet, Mr.Kern.”
I reach further between his legs, still holding his pulsing dick in my palm, and open his legs a little with my other hand, so I can get to his balls.
There, guess, no fangirl gave these little guys a blowjob.
As I lick his balls, he groans like a desperate animal.Driving his dick with my free hand, I suck one of his balls gently into my mouth, feeling his knees buckle a little.
“Kat, I am going to come,” he moans, and I take him into my mouth, stroking his balls with my other hand, and suck hard.He comes with a whine, his salty cum filling my throat.
Not that this was my favorite beverage, but I swallow and lick my lips, knowing that now, he is entirely mine.
I look up to see his eyes glassy, one hand holding the door for support, the other in my hair.
“So, this is what you wanted to do every time I won?”he asks.
