My eyes stay open and I watch him tilt his head back, groaning and grunting as he fucks my face.
“Mmmm,” I hum around his dick. I feel the veins in it pulse and precum drips down the back of my throat.
“Ahh fuck!” He growls and fucks my mouth faster, harder. My saliva drips down my chin, wet and messy.
Suddenly, Soren pulls out of my mouth and slides back.
“Lemme see your tight ass, baby,” he huffs, and I start to roll over but he stops me.
“No, I want you on your back, I wanna see your fuckin’ face.” He smacks a hand down on my chest to keep me on my back and tears my pants and boxer briefs off like his life depends on it. He puts his fingers in his mouth and sucks on them for a moment.
My hard-on springs free and I gasp as he reaches down and shoves his fingers between my cheeks.
He aggressively rubs at my taint and the tight ring of my hole a few times before pushing two of his fingers in one inch at a time.
“Got any lube here?” he asks breathlessly.
I’m almost too busy moaning and tilting my head back to answer. My ass tightens around his fingers and the second he reaches my prostate my cock drips with precum.
“N-No,” I say between a moan.
“Ahh, fuck, damn,” Soren huffs. “There’s gotta be something around here…”
He moves off of me for a moment, and I turn my head to watch him stomp around until he comes back to the couch with something small, yellow and blue in his hand.
Petroleum jelly. There’s always some of that around. We use it for everything.
My ass clenches just at the knowledge that Soren’s hard length is going to be in it in just mere moments.
I can’t remember if I’d gotten fucked during my drunken and drug-addled threesome at the club, but I’m pretty sure I didn’t. It’s been a while since I’ve taken it, but the way Soren lubes up his fingers and presses them back against my hole shows me he knows how to prepare me.
An embarrassingly desperate whimper leaves my throat as he pushes his fingers inside of me and stretches me with them. Thrusting his fingers in and out, pressing them against that sensitive spot inside of me with just the right amount of pressure.
“Ahh, fuck,” I gasp and tilt my head back against the couch, closing my eyes.
“Eyes open,” Soren orders me. “I want you to watch while I stuff you.”
I open my eyes despite how they try to stay closed and force myself to tilt my head up just a little off the couch so I can watch. Watch as Soren slips his fingers out of me, and strokes his length with slick fingers. He’s big. Bigger than I anticipated, and as he lines his tip up with my hole, I groan.
I start to tilt my head back reflexively, but I remember what he said.
He wants me to watch.
“You want me to fuck you, huh?” Soren asks, already slightly breathless.
I swallow the saliva that’s pooled in my mouth and nod my head.
“Uh-huh, use your fucking words,” he growls, the sound low and deep from his chest. His free hand spread my thighs open further, gripping at it tightly. I grunt as he pushes inside me ever so slightly.
“Yes,” I tell him. “I want you to f-fuck me.”
Soren smirks at me. “Yeah, baby?” he asks and leans down over me. His hard, throbbing member starts to sink into me inch by inch, stopping whenever I squeeze around him to give me a moment to relax.
I gasp and look down, watching as the base of his dick disappears into me, and I feel him so deep inside of me. Rubbing against that spot with the underside of his shaft.
“Oh God,” I mumble, and then something pops to mind. I look up into his eyes, my head tilted back against the couch again. “That the best you can do?”
Soren’s laughs in disbelief, and then pulls his hips back until the head of his cock almost leaves me.
