Dirty Daddy

His hands go down over the curve of my backside and he grabs me there, our bodies pressing against each other. With my naked breasts against his chest, I swear I can almost feel his heart drumming away.

I unbuckle his pants and then I pull the belt out from its loops. My heart’s louder now, almost racing. As softly as I can, I brush the tip of my fingers over his crotch, feeling the shape of his erection straining against his pants. To feel his desire for me is almost magical.

Taking my time, I unbutton his pants, his length pressing against the back of my hands as I do it. My body is already aching to have him in me; but why rush? I want to take my time. I deserve this.

His pants unbuttoned, I brush my fingertip from the base of his cock to his tip, over the smooth fabric of his boxer briefs. He’s pulsing with desire, but he has no other choice but to let me take the lead, allowing me to drive him insane before he finally snaps.

I keep on brushing against his cock just like this, the tip of my finger goi

ng up and down, up and down in an endless loop. I look at him and he’s gritting his teeth, hunger flashing behind his eyes. He’s under my spell... as much as I’m under his.

I grab the hem of his boxers, and careful not to touch his cock, I lower them. His massive erection springs free, pointing up and straight at me as if accusing me of tortuous teasing. Just like I love it.

Still without touching it, I grab the hem of his trousers and slowly start pulling them down his legs as I go down to my knees on the limo’s carpeted floor. I look up at him, a grin on my face, and I know he’s bursting with anticipation.

He kicks off his shoes hurriedly, and then I pull both his pants and boxers off, my hands then brushing against his lower legs and up. It’s almost as hard for me as it is for him. I want to tease, yes, but with his naked body so close to me, I’m teasing myself as well.

My hands climb up his legs and to his waist, my eyes not leaving his for one simple second. His cock is throbbing, almost jumping in place as if begging for me to touch it. It’s almost impossible to resist.

My fingertips go around his waist, and then I lower them to his inner thighs, feeling the warmness of his skin as his breathing starts to grow anxious. I lean into him, his cock just one inch away from my parted lips; but I remain in place, still not touching it. His body is tensing up, and I know how hard he’s resisting the urge to simply grab my head and thrust his hips at me.

I open one hand, and with my open palm, I caress his balls, feeling their weight. They’re full with his seed, and I can barely wait to have him panting, his cock shooting his load deep inside me... Just by touching him there, his cock starts pulsing, thickening even more than what I thought would be possible. I let go of his balls and let one single finger brush over his cock all the way from his root to his tip; I then take it off and go back down to the base, repeating the process over and over again. I’m actually surprised by the way he’s resisting his own wild urges. I know I wouldn’t be able to.

I tilt my head sideways, and leaning down, I plant my lips on his shaft. My kiss is soft, my mouth barely touching him, but even so I can feel the warm blood that runs through his cock furiously.

I part my lips slightly, feeling more of his flesh on me, and I suck gently, kissing his shaft on a downward line all the way to his balls. I then go back up, stopping just one inch away from his tip. Pulling back, I look at him and let my tongue slowly escape my lips and reach for his tip.

His hands go to my head when my tongue touches him, but he simply lays them there, not moving at all. I start tracing circles around his tip, smoothly brushing my tongue over his glans. I know he can’t wait for me to start sucking on him, and I just love how the anticipation is almost palpable.

“It feels so good…” He whispers, his voice loaded with anxiety.

“It does, doesn’t it?” Without even grabbing his cock with my hand, I open my mouth and carefully engulf his whole tip, pulling back slowly over it. He tangles his fingers in locks of my hair, and when I look up at him, I notice he has his eyes closed.

“I just love how you handle my cock…” He says, breathing harder than before. I do it again, his glans inside my mouth, and then I slowly start lowering myself, his cock rolling over my lips and deep into my mouth. I press his thickness upwards with my tongue, and the moment I feel him exhale sharply, I grab his cock with my right hand. His hands on my head jerk a little, almost as if he has been shocked, and I can’t help but feel my pussy becoming moist and dampening my thong.

Pulling back over his cock, I accompany the motion with my hand, and when enough of his cock is out of me, I grasp the rest of it with my other hand. Like that, I slowly start bobbing my head; I close my eyes then, his flavor and scent completely taking hold of all of my thoughts and pushing me toward a frenzied state.

I start going faster, grabbing and caressing his balls with one hand while I suck him. I never imagined I would take so much pleasure out of sucking a man, but then again, I have never been with a man like Lance…. God, who would have imagined that having your mouth filled with a cock this massive would be one of the best feelings in the world? And I’m just talking about having him in my mouth, because when his cock is sliding deep into my pussy… How much better can all this possibly get?

I’m going as fast as I can now, and I’m not even using my hands. His fingers on my head guide me as he thrusts, my mouth working with complete abandonment. I go like this until I feel the muscles in my neck starting to hurt; I pull back, his cock popping out of my mouth, but I don’t allow him any rest. I immediately start to stroke him, moving my hand so fast I’m surprised I can even do it at all.

I notice he’s grabbing at my hair harshly, but I don’t care. I continue to suck him, and when I realize it, I’m already moaning. I always thought that women who moaned during a blowjob were pretty much making a show out of it. Well, let me assure you right now, that’s not what’s happening here. If I’m moaning, it’s not because I want to; it’s because I need to. And believe me, if you ever have a cock this thick and long inside your mouth, you’ll be moaning too.

Taking his cock out of my mouth, I stop to catch my breath; then I tilt my head sideway, and lick the side of his shaft until I reach its roots. Going further down, I kiss his balls, sucking one in; it pops into my mouth easily, and I roll it over my tongue, my lips not allowing it to escape. When I finally let it go free, I turn my attention to the other one, lapping at it with my tongue before sucking it in. They’re massive and heavy holding all his delicious semen inside of them…

I just can’t help but open my mouth as wide as I can, taking both of his ball inside of me. I suck on them hard before I finally turn my attention to his shaft. I slide my tongue in a straight upward line, stopping for a heartbeat on his tip, lapping at it with my tongue and just sucking his glans with my eager lips. I hear him grunt slightly, and the sound of it sends shivers up and down my spine.

He starts thrusting wildly now, and my mouth is open wide as his cock slides in and out of me. I’m not big on cursing, but there’s no other way to put this: he’s fucking my mouth, and it feels fucking amazing.

“Fuck…” he grunts suddenly, his pace winding down. He’s close to coming, and he’s trying to resist the urge to do it… Well, it’s not his call. I always liked to take the lead and be the dominant one. And I’m his senior… A boy like him has no other choice but to submit to my whims.

“Come for me, baby… Just do it…” I whisper, taking his cock out of my mouth just to get the words out. I dive into it again, and even though he’s pulling his hips back, trying to get his cock out of me, I accompany his motion and push my mouth even further down. He tries pushing me back with his hands, but I push back against the hold he has on me; he has nowhere to run to, there’s no escaping me and he knows it. I’m the predator and he’s my prey. He’s mine.

Grabbing his cock by the base tightly, I start sucking with as much effort as I can muster, bobbing my head back and forth as if my life depended on it. It doesn’t take long for his cock to start pulsing against the inner side of my cheeks, and knowing that he’s close, I push through the pain on my neck and keep going as hard as humanly possible.

“Fuck!” he blurts out again, this time louder. His fingers curl against my scalp, and with one mighty thrust, he cums into my mouth. It’s warm and salty, and as it gushes in a torrent over my tongue, I can feel my skin prickling. I remain still, his spasming cock inside of me as he shoots his seed, filling my mouth until it can’t hold anything else, both with his cock and his cum.

When his fingers on my head relax, I start pulling out, tightening my lips around his cock on the way out. I look up at him then, making a grimace out of it as his cum is still filling my mouth; he’s breathing hard, but there’s a grin of satisfaction on his face.