I was hoping it would be enough, that I could get him there like this.
I knew he was rock-hard, but I barely touched the rest of his dick. I just kept one hand on his balls, my fingers occasionally slithering around the base of his shaft to pull him gently toward me. I tugged on his sac a bit to do the same, gently tipping his cockhead into my mouth if it slipped away.
He was starting to move beneath me, his hips rolling as I assumed he fought the urge to thrust deeper into my mouth. His cock kept spasming, muscles jerking as I played with him, tensing and swelling as he rode the rising tide of pleasure.
I dropped down to his base and licked him there, kissed him there, and slid my tongue over his balls. I kissed him and sucked on his sac, then went back to the head. He was panting by now and had both hands in my hair.
“Danica,” he said, “give me your pussy.”
Oh,damn… I wasn’t even thinking about myself. About me getting off again.
Though my pussy was definitely throbbing.
And Ashley asking for it in that rough, turned-on voice?Demandingit…?
I suckled on his head as I turned myself around, rearranging myself so I could kneel over his face. Not the world’s most comfortable position. I was trying to be delicate about it, trying to get my pussy in his mouth without feeling like I was shoving my ass in his face. But Ashley had a remedy for that. He simply wrapped his strong arms around my thighs, wrenched me open and slammed me down on his mouth.
His tongue lashed my clit, his nose was practically up my pussy and there was really no being delicate or polite about this. He splayed his big hands on my ass, spread me open with his thumbs, and started sucking on my clit… and a moan slipped out of my throat.
I was doing my best to keep sucking on his cockhead, when all I could really register was what he was doing to my pussy… and those strong hands of his, as they started bouncing my hips slightly up-and-down, rubbing my pussy against his mouth as he licked and sucked—and my sudden orgasm scorched right through me.
I squealed and moaned around the mouthful of his cockhead as my whole body quivered and quaked. I made all kinds of noises that couldn’t possibly be sexy… but I felt his response. His cock flexed and his balls tightened in my hand.
He groaned, loudly, against my pussy as he started to come—and I sealed my mouth over his cockhead, sucking.
He was still holding me locked against him, was still eating me out as he spurted in my mouth… his hot come lashing my throat and tongue in long, hot pulses. I swallowed it greedily, desperately, like I was starving for it.
Yes.Hell yes…
I sucked on him and squeezed his balls and just hoped to hell I wasn’t hurting him. I completely didn’t touch his shaft, I was sure of that. I swallowed everything, my mouth sealed on him until he was finished and he gasped.
I let go, kissing his cockhead as we breathed raggedly together.
Holyhell.
He’d already come tonight, just a little while ago, while I’d barely touched him… and he’d still pulled that off?
Of course, there’d been a lot of build-up and tension between us. Maybe it wouldn’talwaysbe this… orgasmic?
We’d waited what felt like an incredibly long time for this kind of intimacy between us. Our bodies naked and pressed together. Our hands and mouths on each other.
Making each other feel good.
Coming together.
I’d never had sex this hot, with a man this hot… and we hadn’t even fucked yet.
“How the hell do you do that?” I rasped as I collapsed on top of him.
“Your pussy,” he rasped back. “Jesus Christ, your fucking pussy…” Then he licked my pussy, thoroughly and like he couldn’t get enough, even though I’d just come in his mouth. He kept licking me until I wriggled away.
“Can’t…” I gasped. “Oh my God… You’re gonna kill me.”
He chuckled and sighed. I rolled off him and groped around for my glass of water. I took a sip.
Then I stared at him, panting. “That was fun.”
“Jesus,” he muttered, and yanked me over to him.
