“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groans, his cock throbbing inside of me.
“You feel amazing inside of me,” I moan to Jason. I want him to know how much I want him.
“We’re just starting,” he tells me, digging his fingers into my ass cheeks and thrusting so hard that my body is digging into the tile. I don’t care. The unrelenting pressure of him fucking into me while I’m pinned beneath him like this is just so tantalizing good that it is like my whole body is one fire and going numb at once.
Jason slams his cock harder and harder into me until I can’t believe just how hard and fast he’s fucking me. It is so utterly primal and raw that my eyes are rolling back in their orbits and my pussy is squeezing so hard against his cock that my body burns.
When I gasp at the fullness, Jason holds me in the position, stilling so I’m forced to slide forward and backward for any relief. I’m so close to coming but I’m just beyond the edge, the absolute erotic thrills coursing through me while he keeps pumping into me.
“Just feel me, baby,” he groans, pressing his lips against my skin and pulling me tighter against him. I know Jason’s losing himself because he tries to look away when he fights his orgasm; the looks of my satisfaction turn him on too much. I want him to come inside me so badly that I’m wickedly gripping his cock with my pussy, strangling him with my inner walls.
He keeps on thrusting as scream after scream leaves my throat, my voice growing raspy with each passing second. By the time he starts easing
up his pace, I’m a quivering mess. He slides his cock out of my pussy and, somehow, I find enough strength in my arms to push myself up to my elbows.
Jason stands before me. “I want you to come in your mouth, will you swallow me?”
Without taking my eyes off of his, I place both of my hands on his chest. Moving slowly, I go down to my knees, my hands sliding down his pectorals and abs leisurely. “I want to swallow every drop of your cum, Jason. Fill my mouth up,” I say, unsure of where this inner slut came from but I know that I want everything I just said and more. I want to plumb the depths of every desire he brings out in me.
I let my fingers wander down to his crotch and, using only one fingertip, I start tracing the lines of my wetness along his cock.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking sexy, Jennifer,” Jason groans. His cock is throbbing but he doesn’t get insistent.
Even though I’m so horny, I love that he doesn’t push me right now. I’m feeling so strong but I’m like kinda vulnerable at the same time. I feel safe in this moment with him and I feel free to explore every erotic desire that my mind comes up with.
Between my reading and my awakened desires, I’ve got plenty of ideas in mind.
He exhales sharply as I do it, his shaft pulsing harshly, and I start pressing on it.
Looking up at Jason, I let a grin take over my lips as I start leaning in. I tilt my head sideways and, parting my lips, I rest them against his throbbing cock. I want to taste every drop of myself on him and I want to taste his cock, too.
Placing my hands on his knees, I slide them up to his inner thighs, and then grab his shaft with my hands. I close in on him, and he spreads his legs wide so that I can fit right between them. Looking up at him, my eyes on his, I part my lips with my tongue and, as slowly as I can, start leaning into him.
I feel him tense up the moment I touch his shaft with the tip of my tongue, the warmness of his thick cock spreading to me in a fraction of a second. I run my tongue down the length of his shaft, taking it as low as his balls, and then go back to his tip, circling it with slow seductive movements. I can hear his breathing growing ragged, his chest rising and falling at a hurried rhythm as he closes his eyes and throws his head back against the headrest of his chair.
“Fuck, you’re good,” he tells me without opening his eyes, an expression of pure bliss taking over his face.
“I’m just getting started,” I purr, slowly lowering my lips over his tip. I wrap them around his pulsing flesh, but I don’t go any deeper than I need to; I just focus on the tip of his cock, lapping at it with my tongue and making him go completely insane. He might have given me a fucking I won’t forget anytime soon, but I’m about to show him that I can also hold my own, and that using just my mouth.
He starts tangling his fingers in my hair, and I realize that he won’t be patient for much longer. If I push him past the edge of his limits, he’s just going to force me down his cock without waiting. But if he thinks I’m going to let him take the lead, he’s in for a surprise; moving fast, I roll my lips down his shaft, this time going as deep as is humanly possible. I close my eyes as I feel that soft skin around the root of his cock, and I hold my position there for a few seconds; only then do I make the hike up his shaft, inch by slow inch.
I take a deep breath as his cock pops out of my mouth, but not wanting to waste any time, I just grab his mast with both hands and start stroking him as I try to catch my breath. My hands move so fast they become a blur, and I smile as I feel him pulse steadily against my fingers. His eyes are still closed, but there’s a smile of surrender in his face—one that tells me he’s giving me free reign over his cock.
Well, that’s the right choice.
I take my mouth back to his shaft, and now it’s time to show him what I can do—all of it. Still grabbing his cock with one hand, I push my mouth down his whole length, only stopping when I meet the root of his cock once more. That’s when I start bobbing my head; I do it fast and mercilessly, tightening my lips around his shaft as I press against it with my tongue. His groans and sighs tell me that I’m on the right path, and this time there’ll be no stopping me; I’m going to suck him until the very end, whatever it takes. I want him to cum inside my mouth, to have his seed dripping down my chin and—oh, fuck, I’m really losing my mind. It seems that each second I spend with him is another step toward my transformation into a sex-crazed savage.
“You really know what you’re doing,” he whispers, his hands on my head still feeling the sway of my body. I don’t even bother with a reply; that would mean stopping, and right now I’m in the zone. I doubt I’d stop sucking on him even if his mother or my son showed up right now. I know that’s terrible but he has me wanton and waiting. I would do anything right now to stay in this erotic bliss we’re both captured in, right here, right now.
I caress his balls with my free hand, grabbing both of them and massaging them softly with my fingertips. He sighs loudly, and I know that it won’t take long for him to be dangling over the edge of pleasure. And so I do the only logical thing; I start going even faster. I go so fast that the muscles in my neck start cramping up, and even the bones in my jaw feel like they’re burning up. But I don’t let that stop me—oh no, I push through the pain, and I do it with a smile on my lips (or, well, I would do it with a smile if I didn’t have a twelve-inch cock right between them).
The moment I feel his cock twitching over my tongue, I know I’m on the right track. A few seconds more and I know that he’ll be filling up my mouth to the brim. And, to be honest, I can’t wait for that to happen.
“Don’t stop, Jennifer, keep going,” he says, his voice deep and harsh as if getting the words out is a herculean effort. I oblige happily, keeping up the rhythm and trying to forget about the fact that the muscles in my neck feel like they’re on fire. His cock starts twitching harder, and I can already taste the saltiness of his pre-cum. This is it, the end zone. I’m so fucking turned on right now and my mouth is wrapped so tightly around his cock that I just can’t stand waiting any longer. I take him deep and swallow him up, aching for him to fill my mouth up and make me more than I’ve been before and something I’ve started to become. His filthy lover that whose mouth he comes in. I want to swallow all his cum. Part of me wants some to dribble out of my mouth and down my chin.
“Fuck,” Jason groans harshly and then, at the same time, erupts inside my mouth. His cum gushes into me in a torrent, filling me up completely in a fraction of a second. I never knew a man cum so much, and I’m so turned on. I taste every drop I can. I moan against him in my mouth and I feel his cock twitch in my mouth because of it. I swallow up every drop of him that I can.
Jason’s cum starts dripping down out of my lips, heavy drops making their way down my chin and onto my neck. He comes so much that I can’t help but pull out, a stream of cum hitting me straight in the face as I do it. I keep grabbing his cock, aiming it at my open mouth, but he’s shooting so much that it’s almost impossible to direct his raging river of cum into my mouth only. I feel his cum on my face, mouth and neck. It streams down my breasts and covers me, and I can’t stop thinking about what I must look like. I take a quick look down but then I have to keep my eyes on Jason. I want to look at him, watch his cock as it covers and claims me.