Maid - Page 18

“I like watching you play with yourself,” he told me.

“Mmm?” I moaned in response.

“You’re so sexy,” he said as he caressed my head. “Let’s see how much you can take down your throat?”

Again, I pulled back and licked my lips. “I’d bet less than half!”

“Oh, I think you can do more than that, gorgeous,” he cooed. “You’re the kind of gal who’s up for a challenge. Aren’t you?”

“You know it,” I smiled as I grabbed the base of his cock and opened wide.

I opened and accepted his girth once more, tasted precum on my tongue and took a deep breath as he pushed the back of my head down.

Don’t cough, I told myself. Don’t gag!

I was sure I was going to. It was like sword-swallowing, for God’s sake, and I wasn’t David Blaine. But to my complete shock, and Alden’s (judging by the sound he made), every single inch of his monstrous dick slid down my throat until my nose was pressing against his sculpted abs and his balls were pressing against my chin.

“Ho-ly fuck!” Alden growled.

I wanted to cry out in victory, but that was impossible. Instead, I flashed my eyes up at the gorgeous man above me and melted when I saw the look on his face.

I reached up and lifted the hem of his shirt. He’d already gotten a look at me, now I needed him to return the favor.

Just like I thought…I sighed with disbelief.

He was ripped. His abs could have graced the cover of a romance novel or a magazine ad for one of those fat burners that doesn’t work. I could wash clothes on them. He had that perfect V that led down to the absolute perfection in my throat.

“You sure you’ve never done this before?” Alden purred. I shook my head as much as I

could, still smiling with my eyes as my hands explored his eight-pack. He didn’t smile back at me—his face was filled with lust and intent, and I took a deep breath through my nose as he pulled back slightly and began to fuck my throat.

Wow…

There was nothing for me to do but kneel before him and take it. It was so submissive, but I felt powerful at the same time. He was turned on by me. He wanted me. I wasn’t some crazy ex-wife out to ruin him, or some girl just looking for a paycheck; I wanted to please him and he seemed to know that.

His cock flexed in my throat and I felt the warmth of more precum drip down the back of my tongue. I swallowed as his eyes grew more intent. His hand tightened on my head, pulling my hair so tight it almost hurt.

And all that did was turn me on even more.

“I’m going to come, gorgeous,” he growled.

“Mmm!” I moaned. I wanted it so badly.

“Fuck…I’m going to come so hard, baby,” he groaned as his eyes rolled back and closed. His cock pulsed and I felt a splash of warm cum spray into my throat with incredible force.

I swallowed as fast as I could, but there was so much I couldn’t keep it all down. His sweet juices spilled into my mouth and out of my lips as his strong hips bucked forward.

It was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced, and I was right on the edge myself. I fucked my dripping wet cunt with two fingers, feeling like a dirty little slut for the dominant, powerful man with his cock down my throat.

He shook, gripped my hair so tight I was sure he was going to tear it out, groaned like a giant and then relaxed.

I pulled back and gasped, leaving his cock glistening with spit and cum and smiled up at him like the proudest girl in the world.

“I did it,” I mewled. “I took it all.”

“No one’s ever done that before,” he panted. “You are a goddess.”

“Really?” I whispered as he leaned down, took me underneath the arms and lifted me so I was standing before him.

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