My hand reached between my legs, seeking his rock-hard dick. The tip was sticking out of the top of his underwear, the head smooth. Looking down, I found myself rubbing along the tight skin of the head of his cock, the glistening pre-cum leaking from him. My finger swiped it, and I brought it to my lips. Making sure Logan was watching me, I sucked the saltiness clean off, then brought my mouth to his.
“You taste good, too,” I told him.
“Fuuuck…,” he roared. “I need to get my wallet.” He started to push me from his lap, but I stopped him.
“Where is it?” I asked.
He pointed to his sweatpants on the floor. I moved to them, reaching into the pocket and retrieved the condom from hiswallet. When I turned back around, he was standing, completely naked.
Holy shit. What a fucking sight that was. I knew he was tall. I mean, compared to me, he was a giant. But naked, with those lines of his cut muscles, as he stared down at me, he was intimidating, almost godlike.
I found it hard to swallow my own spit.
He held his hand out for the tiny square foil, but I moved to kneel in front of him. As I did, I stared at his dick. Now, to me it was massive. However, I think it was just because he was massive. It fit his body. It wasn’t out of proportion to the rest of him. I mean, christ, I think he had to be at least six feet, four inches tall. I say that because he was over a foot taller than me, and I was five foot two.
So yeah, the thing hung, big, in front of me. With huge veins running through it.
And I couldn’t wait to feel it, lick it, and have it inside me.
So I did.
Leaning forward, my lips spread wide around the tip of his dick as I lowered my mouth. The smooth skin was warm inside me, stretching me to my limit. My tongue swirled across the tip, tasting the saltiness still leaking.
“Fuck, Ava,” Logan groaned. “That feels amazing. I love the feel of that ring along my dick.”
Slowly, my head bobbed up and down, making sure to drag the ring along the sides of him. Pushing forward, his length attempted to penetrate the depths of my throat. My one hand held him at the base, while the other gathered his balls, massaging and squeezing. And if it was possible, he grew bigger while I pumped him in my mouth.
He grabbed the back of my head, fucking me, fucking my mouth.
But then he stopped. Became completely still and held my head firmly in his hands, not letting me move.
“I don’t want to come like this,” he said. “I want to be inside you, but not your mouth, Ava.”
Pulling him from my mouth, I looked up. I hoped he appreciated the smile I gave him as his dick slid from my mouth.
I went to work on tearing the foil pack with my teeth. I hastily rolled it over his hard length, realizing quickly it didn’t cover him all the way.
He dropped to his knees in front of me. “How do you want this, sweetheart?”
I knew with his size, my favorite position would be a challenge. But I flipped over on all fours, my ass up in the air for him.
“Jesus Christ, Ava. You’re gonna kill me.”
I heard him spit in his hand before feeling him moisten me with his fingers. Then his mouth was on my pussy, tongue pushing inside, licking and spitting. He pulled away and hastily pushed two fingers in, prepping me. When he knelt behind me, aligning his length with my pussy, he dragged it up and down, top to bottom, then teasing my entrance with his tip.
“I’m going to start slow, sweetheart, you tell me how it feels.”
He started pushing his cock inside, inch by inch. My pussy stretched around him, taking him, inviting him. He continued filling me, slowly advancing until he stopped.
“Fuck, Ava, you took me, babe. You took all of me.”
His movements were slow. His one hand was on my hip while the other was pushing on my lower back. He pulled out the slightest bit, then pushed back in, testing the waters.
When he pulled out the second time, I slammed my body back against his, my open legs crashing against his.
“Aaahh!” I screamed.
He pulled himself out of me and froze, then dropped his entire body against my back, his mouth against my ear.
