My heart is pounding. I’m exposed. Naked. I don’t stand naked in front of people, especially beautiful women with perfect breasts.
“C’mere.” She gently pulls me toward the bed, spinning me around to face her when I reach the edge and pushing me back. I land on the mattress with a soft thump.
I still haven’t found the courage to open my eyes, and it’s not until she parts my legs and kneels between them that my lids snap up. A strangled gasp catches in my throat when she curls her fingers around my penis. “Let me thank you properly.”
“You don’t have to do that,” I rasp.
“But I want to.” Her smile is playful as she leans down… then runs her tongue up my shaft.
Oh my?—
Stars scatter my vision, and coherent thought is lost to me the second she wraps her mouth around the head of my penis.
She’s giving me a blow job.
I’m getting a blow job.
And it feels amazing.
My fingers curl into the duvet beneath me, fisting the fabric as my body seems to flood with an army of sensations that I have never experienced before.
I probably shouldn’t be doing this.
I don’t even know this woman, and she has her lips wrapped around my most private part.
You don’t do things like this with a stranger.
I don’t even do things like this with girls I know!
Why is she doing it to me?
I don’t need her to thank me like this. It’s not right. She doesn’t owe me anything.
But do you think I can tell her to stop?
Selfishly, I close my eyes, tipping my head back and letting her keep going.
Her tongue is doing something amazing, and I can already feel the orgasm building. It’s coming on fast and chaotic. I’m going to explode soon. Right into her mouth.
Ugh—does she want that?
“I’m co—” I try to warn her, but she doesn’t stop, wrapping her fingers around my base and sucking me hard.
My cry is a strangled, embarrassing groan, and then I’m firing off into her mouth.
Oh gross, is she… swallowing?
She keeps going, like she’s drinking from me, and I’m not sure what to do right now.
I can’t stop this train wreck. I’m a panting, heaving ball of twisted metal on this bed. I can hear the crunch of this crash inside me, and I’m helpless to do anything but jerk and spasm on the mattress.
My lungs can’t get enough air as I sit there helplessly, not even knowing where to look.
When she pulls back and wipes her mouth with a smirk, all I can do is gape at her.
She giggles, leaning forward and pressing her lips to mine. It’s a firm kiss, and I’m too scared to open my mouth in case some of my sperm is still on her tongue.
Pulling back, she holds my cheeks and gives me a meaningful look. “Thank you for saving my life.”
