“Ah, fuck! Yeah, baby. Just like that,” he groans as I slowly pull him up from my throat.
My glands tickle and the back of my mouth water as my tongue begins to swim in a pool of saliva. My gag reflex kicked in. Cocking my head back, I launch a huge glob of spit on his cock, and his eyes look ready to bust out of his head.
“Good girl,” he beams, looking down at me.
Lowering his hand, he gently removes a few stray hairs from my face as I begin to bob and twist my head, his cock a slippery mess of pre-cum and saliva. There’s a loud sucking sound coming from my sloppy job, and the way he’s biting his lip while his hips surge forward tells me that he likes it.
“Fuck yeah, Ashley. Suck it good, baby,” he coaches me, his hand now resting on the back of my head as I find my rhythm, rocking my head forward and backward while twisting from side to side, working my hands on the base of his length to jack him while I suck the tip.
“Touch yourself,” he says weakly, and I drop one of my hands from his cock, moving to my breast to twist my nipple between two fingers. He’s watching me intently, his hips continually rocking forward, as his hand guides my mouth to his member.
“Mmm … touch lower, baby,” he groans, and I run my hand down my flat stomach until landing between my legs, gliding over my engorged clitoris to trace my slimy pussy lips. I'm soaking wet for him, and my finger slips inside of me with no effort at all.
“That’s it, baby. Work us both over,” he instructs and I do as he asks, sucking him with everything I’ve got while sliding the finger in and out of me.
My God, this feels amazing. Honestly, I could've cum just from sucking him off. Giving him pleasure turns me on so much, I could climax from it alone, but now that he has me pleasuring myself, it’s the best of both worlds. The vibrations are building in my stomach and I’m ready for yet another orgasm as I struggle to focus on his throbbing cock in my mouth.
“Oh, fuck! Take it all,” he orders, his hips lunging forward, and I bring my other hand back to his raging cock, gripping him with both hands as I shove him down my throat, twisting my head to run my tongue around his base. I can tell his own waves are building and his release is just around the corner, despite the fact that I haven’t even increased my pace yet.
“God, your mouth feels amazing. Keep going, baby. I’m gonna cum for you,” he groans, and I increase my pace just slightly, taking him deep into my mouth, until he hits the back of my throat, and then humming gently. He growls and I know this must be one of his favorite things, so I do it over and over again. Each time, I push him a little further, until he’s halfway down my throat, my gag reflex again kicking in.
I gag on his cock and spit the influx of saliva onto his stiff erection, which defies gravity in the way it stands out on its own. His eyes hood over when I hulk on him, and I know he’s a freaky bastard with all the kinky shit he loves. That turns me on too.
I really cannot believe this man has never felt pussy. I don’t want to win the prize I’ve signed onto, but I know I’m going to be the first woman he fucks, I have to be. There’s no way he can ever give this good dick to anyone but me, I won’t have it. This is mine.
“Baby, fuck!” He grunts as I squeeze the base of his cock while sucking the tip with hard suction. He’s turning to putty in my mouth, his legs shifting as he struggles to maintain his balance, his knees must be going weak.
There’s something about bringing a man like him to his knees that just makes me want to explode. And knowing that he loves me only makes this all the more enticing and exhilarating. His hand drops from the back of my head and falls down to my cheek, prompting me to look up at him. With his bottom lip tucked between his teeth, he’s glaring down at me with a mix of admiration and appreciation. I may be blowing him, but I’m sure his eyes are telling me he loves me.
He is in utter bliss as he watches his cock disappear inside my mouth, my eyes watering as he hits the back of my throat and my gag reflex threatens to rear its ugly head again. I don’t care how many times he’s had a blow job, nothing has compared to this, I’m sure of it.
“Please, baby. Make me cum,” he begs, his hips surging. He thinks I’m going to do the torturing bit again, delaying his orgasm.
There’s a bit of guilt and pleasure that rushes through me. Guilt because he feels like he’s about to be punished, since I have delayed his orgasm before, but also pleasure because he’s given me ownership of his release and he’s begging me for it. The biggest shock I could give him is not making him wait, so I do just that.
With both of my hands wrapped tightly around the base of his cock, I squeeze tightly, rotating in opposite directions like I’m grinding pepper, while bobbing my head forward as I suck his head aggressively. My mouth and hands are working overtime and his hips are quickly surging, he can’t get enough!
“Ashley! Don’t you fucking stop! Oh baby,” he groans as I continue to rock his world.
“Oh fuck! You feel too good! I don’t want to cum yet,” he growls but I don’t stop.
He’s mine and I control when and where he comes. He’s going to cum down my throat and I can’t wait to taste him. Knowing that I’ll get his pleasure only drives me forward, as I grow hungry for his release. I want to drive him to climax more than I want to climax myself.
“Ashley,” he groans my name so sexily. His voice is hoarse and throaty, his tone is full of begging and pleading, his body teetering on losing control.
My hands are twisting so tightly, sliding on all of the saliva. I can taste the pre-cum from the tip of his cock and I know he’s going to be salty and creamy from the sample. He’s losing all control and I know it’s only a matter of minutes before he explodes in my mouth. I am so eager to feel him, to drive him to the point of no return.
“Right there, baby. Fuck! I fucking love you, girl. Suck me good, Ashley,” he growls and I find myself heating up all over again. Just hearing him tell me he loves me before he loses it is so erotic. It’s like my head is reminding him of how much I love him, or even making him love me more.
“Ahh! Baby! Don’t stop!” He whines, and his weak tone makes me drop my hands to my side. Sucking him with no hands, I reach for my nipples, and tease myself while bobbing my head forward and backward, taking his length all the way down my throat and spitting it up before repeating the pattern again and again.
“Holy fuck! Ashley, you’re gonna make me cum so fucking hard!” He growls loudly and it's exactly what I want to hear, exactly what I want to accomplish.
“Touch your pussy,” he growls, his hand now gripping
a handful of my hair, his body taking over as he surges forward eager for release.
Dropping my hand to my pussy, I circle my clit before sliding two fingers inside of my slippery snatch. God, it feels good. I curve around my finger, relishing in the pressure as I continue to bob on and off of his cock, my jaws sore from the maximum stretching. There’s a splashing sound as my finger slides in and out, in and out, as I moan my pleasure on his cock.