Page 110 of Alleged Husband


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My girl had watched porn—so she’d be sure to do a good job sucking my dick.

“No, baby. You’re not going anywhere.”

Her pupils dilated and her voice was rough when she whispered, “I’m not?”

“Uh uh.”

I pulled on her wrist and led her into the living room, where I threw a pillow on the floor in front of the couch, shucked my underwear, and sat down with my erection jutting out proudly.

“Suck my cock, Jess.”

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Jessica

I’d never scrambled so fast to obey an order in my life.

And, not gonna lie, the fact that it was anorder, had me soaked.

I appreciated the pillow on the ground, as I knelt between his legs and took his shaft in my hand. I was also grateful that he was a proponent of manscaping.

“Pro tip,” Kristy had told me. “Maintain eye contact—he’ll lose his shit.”

So even though I was way out of my element, I looked him in the eye as I stroked him up and down at the same time I traced my tongue around the crown.

I was rewarded when he closed his eyes and uttered, “Fuuuuuck.”

Kristy and Lainey had assured me that the only way I could mess up a blowjob was if I used too much teeth or, worse, bit him. So, I was careful to tuck my lips over my teeth when I slid my mouth down as far as I could.

“Once you think you can’t go any further, go just a little deeper,” Kristy had advised.

I did just that, and felt my eyes water, but he let out another long groan, so I decided Kristy was right. I slowly dragged my mouth up until his tip popped out. His dick was now nice and slippery, and it made it easier to bob my head up and down while I used my right hand to work him from the base up—like I’d seen in the videos.

My hair had fallen forward, so Alan pulled it back with one hand in order to continue watching me.

I looked up at him as I swallowed his shaft. I think knowing he was watching me spurred me to take him deep again, and this time I didn’t stop until my mouth touched his stomach.

Again, tears leaked from my eyes, but the look on his face made it worth it.

I slurped off him and tried to find a rhythm between my mouth and my hand. He tightened his hold on my hair and guided my head up and down.

“Yeah, baby. Just like that,” he moaned.

I tasted something sweet and assumed I was on the right track when he grunted and thrust in and out of my mouth. Iappreciated that he didn’t go too deep, like some of the guys in the movies had.

“I’m going to come, Jess,” he warned.

I gripped his shaft tighter and kept it in my mouth, anxious to taste him.

He gave a few mini-thrusts, announcing, “Here it comes, baby!”

I kept his cock firmly between my lips as the first spurt came out, warm and tangy. I swallowed it with no problem.

But as the second, then third and fourth ropes shot into my throat, I quickly realized I might not be equipped to handle his entire load. Opening my mouth, I let it dribble down my chin and onto his pubic region.

He looked down at me and groaned, “Oh my god.”

At first, I panicked, thinking I’d grossed him out with his cum dripping down my face. But then he growled, “You are so fucking sexy,” and my anxiety was abated.