“Then open your mouth,” I tell her, her lips parting immediately. I take one hand off of her head and, placing my hand over hers, I grab my cock, pushing it down and aiming it straight at her mouth. I brush the tip over the gap between her lips, slowly moving my cock left and right. “I’m going to fill that sweet mouth of yours,” I tell her, gently moving my hips forward and pushing my glans inside her mouth. Both hands again on her head, I keep it in place as I push my cock deeper in, sliding it over her tongue until I can almost feel the back of her throat. “Suck for as long as you can… Soon enough it’s going to be deep inside your wet pussy.” As I speak, she wraps her lips hard around my shaft, almost as if my words were sending ripples of anticipation through her mind.
With careful deliberate movements, she starts to bob her head back and forth, my cock sliding in and out of her mouth at a rhythmic pace. Then I hear something and I hold her head still, looking over my shoulder to the end of the alley; there’s a metallic rattle behind a trash can and then something falls to the ground. My heart kicks against my ribcage, but soon enough my surprise is replaced by relief—a ginger cat jumps into sight, quickly darting out of the alley as it spots us. Fuck, that damn cat really got me for a moment.
One second later and I’ve already forgotten all about it: Ashley fights back against the hold I have on her, pushing her lips down my shaft until they meet the skin at the base. She pushes further down and I can’t help but look down and marvel at the sight, my whole length inside of her mouth. I don’t even know how she’s doing it. I have had many women trying this feat, but there’s always an inch or two they simply can’t fit inside their mouths. But Ashley isn’t one to give up; as her lips meet the base of my cock she looks up at me, slowly rolling her mouth back over my shaft.
“Good girl,” I tell her with a grin. “It feels so fucking great to have my whole cock inside of your little mouth.” As a response, she goes back down again, her eyes never leaving mine as she moves. I breathe out deeply, trying to keep myself together as she starts to caress my balls with one hand. Sweet Jesus, if this continues for too long I’m going to fucking cum in her mouth. Not that I’d mind; I just can’t allow myself to come without feeling her pussy lips wrapped tight around my cock. That’d just be sad.
Wanting to take control, I grab her head harshly, forcing her to stop moving. The moment she’s still, I start to thrust, fucking her mouth just like I promised her I would. I look down, my heart beating fast as I watch my shaft flying in and out of her mouth. I go fast, as fast as I can, closing my eyes as I feel my insides clenching. I force myself to slow down until I stop, my cock spasming inside her mouth as I take a deep breath, stopping myself from coming. And let me tell you, that’s not an easy fucking task—right now I want nothing more than to fill her warm mouth with my cum and see it drip down her chin to between her breasts. I can already imagine myself scooping whatever spilled out of her mouth with my tongue. Yeah, Ashley drives me fucking crazy, I know. And hell, I just love it. I've never had a woman make me feel like this; each time she touches me I'm another step closer to losing control.
I pull my cock out of her mouth, the tip popping out with an audible sound. “Come here,” I whisper, grabbing her hand and making her go up to her feet. The moment she’s standing right in front of me, I waste no time: I take one step forward, pinning her body against the wall as I press my mouth against hers. We kiss in abandonment, my hands going down from her waist to her thighs, hurriedly lifting her dress up. Her dress bunched up at the waist, I let my fingers go to her inner thighs and I flick her thong to the side, my heart almost exploding as I feel my glans rubbing against her wet folds.
One hand guiding me, and then one thrust—I’m in like that, my thickness straining against her insides as my shaft slides deep inside of her. I can’t even tell you how fucking great her pussy feels. It doesn’t matter how many times I've fucked her; this feels fucking amazing. Her tightness around my thick cock is unlike anything I've ever experienced… And I’ve fucked virgins, experienced women, young and old; I’ve ran through the whole catalog and I've never found someone like Ashley. Yeah, I know I’m praising everything about her, but what can I do? It’s just the truth!
“You’re so tight,” I whisper in her ear, rocking my body against hers as I thrust. “I could fuck you forever.”
“I want you to,” she says, all her tears and fears from just minutes ago long forgotten. All that matters now is this sweet surrender to our carnal urges… The rest are just details. Right now, my cock inside of her, everything is right with the universe. Every little fucking thing.
I cup her ass as I fuck her, my thrusts becoming faster as I lean in to kiss her. My hands squeeze her ass hard, and then I slide it under her thong, the warm curves of her buttocks making my cock throb harshly inside of her. I run my outstretched fingers over her ass crack, my mind close to the boiling point. I’m thrusting so hard I don’t even know how she manages to take it; I usually moderate my intensity, not wanting to hurt women with my huge cock, but I just can’t control myself with her. Whenever I’m with Ashley, it’s all the way or no way. And, as amazing as it is, she keeps up with me. True, around Arsen Hawke most girls turn into insatiable little creatures, but Ashley… Oh, Ashley is different: not only is she insatiable, she turns me into a hungry beast as well.
I slow down for a bit, my body assuming a more gentle rhythm as she presses her head against my shoulder, breathing softly as our bodies rock. I place one hand behind her neck and yank on her hair, baring her neck as she opens her eyes and looks at me. I give her one hard thrust, a sudden moan forming on her lips.
“You’re mine, Ash,” I tell her, my cock sliding out from her pussy. “Your mouth, your tits, your pussy … all mine. Say it.”
“My mouth is yours…” She repeats, and I give her one hard thrust. “My tits are yours.” One more thrust. “And my pussy is…” I don’t even let her finish: I just thrust as hard as I can, the last part of her sentence replaced by a moan through gritted teeth.
“That’s it. Now I want you to come for me…” I whisper in her ear, pistoning my cock as fast and hard as I can. She claws at my chest, tugging on my shirt harshly, and then buries her mouth on my shoulder, muffling a scream of ecstasy as she comes. Is there a sound more beautiful than this? I could hear her come endlessly… There’s something magical about her voice, something that just reels me in. I think back to my phone calls with her, when I pose as King Henry, and I feel more boiling blood racing to my cock. To imagine her home alone, wearing nothing more than sexy lingerie while she fingers herself hearing my voice… It’s almost enough to make me go insane.
I tuck one stray lock of hair behind her ear, my thrusts slowing down. Pulling my cock out of her pussy, I grab her by the waist and make her turn around before she even has the time to resist it. I press her against the wall, once again lifting her dress up to her waist. This time I don’t simply flick her thong to the side… Oh, no, I push it down her legs and then I bend over to pick it up. Grabbing it between my fingers, I rise up, my cock brushing against her naked buttocks. I take her underwear to my face and breath in her scent, my cock pulsing against her ass.
“I’m keeping this as a souvenir,” I tell her, pushing her thong into my pocket. “I might want to remember this later tonight…”
She says nothing; as a response she simply pushes her ass at me, my cock t
rapped between her cheeks. Swaying her body, she strokes me like that until I can’t take it anymore. I grab my cock and point it down, pushing it between her thighs until I feel the warm touch of her labia. Lacing her waist with one arm, I simply thrust, my shaft pushing through her inner lips and once again feeling the warm embrace of her insides.
I grit my teeth as I fuck her, my thighs slapping her ass as I ravage her body. My cock going in and out of her, I press my mouth against her ear, breathing hard.
“I’m going to cum inside of you. I’m going to fill you up until it starts dripping down your legs… And, since I took your thong, I’m going to have to lick you dry,” I tell her, bucking my hips at her until my whole body feels on the verge of exploding.
“Oh… my… God…” She mutters, the words coming out of her like a quivering moan. It only makes me go harder. I go so hard I feel my legs cramping up, her whole body suddenly becoming as tense as mine. One final thrust and that’s it; I can’t hold it in me anymore. Breathing out harshly, I feel my cock spasming violently and I come, my warm semen gushing inside of her.
As I start to come, her pussy becomes even tighter around my shaft and she leans forward against the wall, hissing like a feral cat. She’s trying hard not to scream, an orgasm as violent as my own raging through her petite body. I close my eyes as we surrender to the avalanche of pleasure that engulfs us, our bodies just a tiny vessel in a sea of sin and ecstasy.
Fuck, I must have been crazy to fuck her in a place like this, where anyone could see us! But we got lucky, no one caught us—my cock finally giving its last spams, I slide it out from her pussy. I make her turn around again, her body almost limp as she tries to catch her breath. Before she even opens her eyes, I’m back on my knees, holding her dress up with my hands as I lean in toward her pussy.
Thick strands of cum hang on her labia, beads of it already dripping down her legs at a steady pace. I part my lips, my tongue reaching for one drop of semen as it slides down her thigh. I scoop it up, tracing the way to her pussy. There, I open my mouth and suck on her labia, my tongue licking the salty juices that have just left my cock.
I don’t stop until my mouth is brimming with cum, and then I just swallow it. I don’t even think about it; I just fucking do it. And then I lick her dry, my tongue brushing against every inch of her pussy until there’s nothing left to lick. Slowly, I pull back and go to my feet, letting go of her dress and allowing it to fall down, covering her.
I kiss her tenderly, her tongue dancing around mine as she takes in the flavor of my cum into her mouth. We lock eyes, then, and I know that whatever happened before we got into this alley, won’t be resolved tonight—everything in due time. I push my boxer briefs and pants up, tuck my shirt in, and give her a broad gentle smile.
“Let’s get out of here,” I tell her. Arm-in-arm, we waltz into the street again, my cock twitching as I remember rather indecently what I have stuffed down my pocket: Ashley’s wet underwear.
*
“Hi, this is Misty, who am I talking to?” Ashley says, her voice coming at me like the most perfect sound in the whole universe. Yes, I’m calling her again—you can keep that judgmental look to yourself. It’s stronger than me.
Last night, after our quick dirty romp in a back alley, I got her a cab home and took another one myself. I tried to get some sleep, but all I managed to do was lay around in bed wide awake, tossing and turning while memories of her tight pussy floated around my mind. Eventually, I just got up; I picked my pants from the floor and took her used thong from inside my pocket, bringing it up to my face so that I could breath her scent in. That was all it took for my cock to stiffen—just feeling the soft fabric on my fingers made me ache for release again. Remember when I told you that Ashley makes me insatiable? This is what that means.