“Fuck, Suman, you’re killing me, love,”
He palmed his mouth; his chest rose and fell, showing how much he needed it.
“Will it hurt me?” I questioned, and he shook his head.
“No, it’ll feel even better,” he exclaimed in a low tone.
I gently caressed the tip with my thumb, wondering if it was way too big from the one I had seen in my life before, and it wasn’t even fully erect yet.
“What do I do now?” I asked in a whisper.
He met my gaze with a pleading look and darted his tongue out to animate licking.
A timid smile stretched my lips, seeing him lying before me in so much desperation. Moving closer, I took my tongue out and gave his tip a tiny lick.
“Oh my!” he groaned and immediately concealed his mouth. But I liked his reaction.
His erection twitched in my hold. I opened my mouth wide and took it in tip first. It felt soft, tasteless, but I had to stretch my mouth wider for better access.
My insides churned. I squeezed my thighs tighter when he opened his eyes and looked at me.
“Take it deeper,” he instructed, placing his hand over mine on his torso.
I closed my eyes, letting it slip deeper. It grew harder in my mouth, and the moment it touched the end of my throat, I gagged and immediately took it out.
The wetness dripped off my mouth, and my eyes turned teary.
He smiled, saying just one word.“Again,”
I gulped and again held it in my hand before taking it into my mouth. He caressed my cheek gently, keeping our gazes locked.
With his other hand, he pointed toward his neck, signalling me to take it deeper, but I shook my head.
Biting his lip, he gestured to himself, asking if he’d take charge, and I nodded, letting the tears roll down my cheek.
Holding me, he slowly pushed my head down onto him.
As it went deeper, the piercing hit my throat, sending chills down my spine. I choked on his length and felt as if my neck had swollen.
He groaned, and his head tipped back. I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to throw up. Good thing I had eaten nothing.
I felt dazed watching his throat move as he swallowed with his eyes closed.He looked so hot; it made me feel as if I were really at his mercy. My core throbbed just at that sight.
After a few moments, he inhaled sharply before guiding my head up and down, slowly.
It felt as if he were boring through my throat. I couldn’t breathe, and tears kept streaming down with the pulsing sensations.
I closed my eyes and let him do whatever he wanted. His low growls filled the chamber as he struggled to go even deeper. I looked at his stomach clenching, and he immediately tilted his head back and covered his mouth with a pillow, suppressing his groans.
Seeing him so edgy, I took charge and held my breath to take in the whole of him for once. I felt it so deep in my throat; there was nothing left to feel but him in my mouth. And with that, he groaned louder.
Though he was muffling his reaction, watching him shiver as that filled me with so much courage. I bobbed my head back and forth at my own pace.
My toes curled. I controlled my instinct to throw up.
I slowly took it out and looked at it glistening from the wetness of my mouth.
Glancing at his heaving form for once, I took it again, complete with one swift motion. He held onto the pillow tighter, his body stiffened, huffing for air. And I was loving every bit. So, despite growing tired, I continued to suck him.
