Before she knew it, her hands were in the air, and Frank easily divested her of her shirt. Veronica’s mind was in a whirl. She had never experienced anything like this, and she wondered if this was the exception, or the norm outside of her relationship with Calvin. She did not give it much thought, though, as she felt Calvin spin her around and press her back, causing her to fall back into one of the leather chairs with a soft yelp.
Frank smiled down at her as he shrugged his shirt off, baring his well-muscled torso. Veronica felt her mouth water as she drank in the sight of his gleaming dark skin and the muscles rippling beneath. He shot her a devilish smile and moved to kneel down in front of the chair.
Veronica watched, enraptured, panting lightly as Frank placed his hands on the inside of her knees, and began to run them up her thighs. She moaned softly as he caressed her sex through her pants for a moment, and then trailed his fingertips to the button and zipper, easily undoing them.
Veronica lifted up her hips as he dragged her pants, as well as her panties down her legs and over her feet. He tossed the clothing over his shoulder and his eyes moved to look at her, a ravenous gleam flickering within them. Veronica couldn’t help but squirm on the chair.
Locking his eyes with hers, Frank lowered his head and Veronica shivered as he began to kiss a line up her thighs, alternating between each one. She bit her lip and tightly gripped the arms of the chair as he placed a kiss on her mound.
Veronica locked eyes with him as he extended his tongue and licked a long line from her dripping slit to her clit. Her hips arched up off the chair, and Frank wrapped his fingers around her hips to steady her as he deepened his attentions.
Veronica was a trembling mess, and she alternated between gripping the chair and Frank’s shoulders. She felt herself approaching the precipice of her orgasm, and she vaguely noted that it was the first one she had received from someone else in a very long time.
Just as the thought crossed her mind, Frank slid two fingers into her. With a gasp, Veronica felt her inside walls clamp down on his digits and her hips jerked with the force of her climax. Frank masterfully caressed her sex and helped her to ride through her orgasm while not overstimulating her.
When Veronica’s orgasm subsided, Frank gently pulled his fingers out of her and gently kissed a line back up the center of her stomach and between her breasts. Finally, he reached her mouth and Veronica cupped the back of his head as their mouths locked in a kiss.
As they pulled back, Veronica was greeted with his gentle smile, and she looked at him in awe.
“What is it?” he asked her, his tone more curious than concerned.
Veronica wordlessly shook her head, and a breathless laugh escaped her lips.
“It’s just been so long since…” Veronica started, and slowly shook her head. Frank chuckled, and ran his fingertips along her cheekbones.
“Well I have to admit I felt a little rusty,” he chuckled, moving to situate himself beside her on the chair, pulling her side close to his chest.
“If that’s rusty…” Veronica trailed off, and Frank laughed lightly.
He began to plant kisses along her temple, and Veronica felt him tilt his hips forward, and she gasped, feeling another flare of arousal as his hardness rubbed against her naked thigh.
Veronica turned to face him, and ran her fingernails down his chest and abs until she reached the buttons of his pants and his belt. She fumbl
ed a little as she worked to undo the fastening, but eventually she was rewarded for her efforts, and she was able to slide her hand beneath the elastic of his boxers.
Veronica’s eyes widened as she wrapped her fingers around the girth of his cock, and was shocked to find that her fingers couldn’t completely surround him. She looked up into Frank’s eyes, and he gave her a smirk, letting her know just how proud he was of his thickness. She vaguely wondered if he had the length to match.
With little preamble, Veronica slid out of the chair, and pressed against Frank’s shoulders until he followed her motions, and he took up the space in the hair that she had once occupied. Veronica hastily removed his shoes and socks, and then moved to grip the waistband of his pants and underwear, jerking them down his legs.
Veronica’s jaw dropped shamelessly as she got sight of his cock. It was every bit as long as it was thick, and it stood proudly erect, ready for whatever would come. Veronica felt a flutter of nerves. She didn’t want to start comparing, but Calvin was nowhere near this size. She felt like she had felt before giving her first blowjob.
She looked up at Frank, and her nerves disappeared as she realized he was every bit as apprehensive as she was. In the midst of her lust, she felt a much more tender emotion in her stomach bloom as she realized just how human this man was.
Her lust returned in full force, though, as she saw his cock twitch. Without hesitation, Veronica got down on her knees between his thighs. She ran her nails along his inner thighs, and she heard his sharp intake of air as she gently traced along his balls.
Finally, Veronica rapped her hand around his cock at the base, and pumped up along its length. She heard Frank release a soft moan, and saw him arch his hips up into her touch. Veronica felt a rush of heat as she saw a drop of precome form on his tip.
Veronica leaned her head forward and licked from his base to his tip, gathering up the drop of moisture, relishing the salty taste. More followed, and Veronica continued to pump him, using his own fluids as lubricants. Finally, she dipped her head further down, and she took the tip of his length in her mouth, bobbing her head lightly and flicking her tongue along his frenulum each time she withdrew.
Frank as largely quiet, only releasing the occasion pant or soft moan. Veronica could tell, though, by his straining muscles, that he was enjoying her treatment. Inspired by his reactions, Veronica relaxed the back of her throat, and pushed past her gag reflex, taking his entire length down her throat.
Veronica felt Frank’s hand at the back of her head, and heard his growling. She could feel his body vibrating beneath her, and she knew he was likely working hard to keep from roughly thrusting into her throat.
Veronica’s eyes were tearing up, and her lungs were beginning to cry out from a lack of air, but she couldn’t bring herself to pull off of him, knowing that he was enjoying it. She began to contract her throat muscles as best she could in an attempt to give him as much pleasure as she could.
She felt Frank’s hands on either side of her face, and she expected him to hold her head still as he thrust into her throat, but she was surprised when he began to pull her off. Veronica gagged a little as he pulled out of her, and she took in a fast breath of air.
Frank released her face and moved his hand to take her up under the arms so that she was kneeling on the chair over him.