He didn’t let me down easy neither, he slowly eased off, makin’ me squirm and buck in his grasp as he teased my naughty bits on down from their high. He licked his way to my ear, nibbled and tugged at it with his teeth, then pulled back enough to meet my eyes.
And even then, as I was only slowly comin’ off of my explosive high, he slid his fingers from my quiverin’ mound, trailed a lil’ glossy wetness over my belly, then licked at his fingers. Right there in front of my eyes! I watched as he tasted my own girlish honey on his digits, lickin’ and sucklin’ ‘em clean of my flavour and soundin’ like it was a delicious Christmas treat.
I stared at him through my heavy eyelids and could barely believe what I was seeing, but I was too exhausted and still tremblin’ with excitement that it didn’t feel so wrong. I mean, I felt like I should think it was wrong, but I didn’t. Instead I found it... enticin’.
There I was, top undone, tits out in the sun, my panties soaked, watchin’ a man lick his fingers clean of my juices. And it just felt so damn right! I can’t help it! It did!
“You’ve got the tastiest cunt,” he growled his words at me like an animal. He squeezed at my breast once more, then leaned in, kissin’ me right on the lips! With my own flavour still lingerin’ on his tongue!
Though it didn’t last so long that time before he was lowerin’ me down back to my shaky feet. He set me there, restin’ my back to the car as he began to strip off his shirt completely, showin’ off his broad shoulders, his sculpted pecs and abs. Oh lordy… what a sight he was!
I admit, I greedily looked him over, and then my hands joined in like I was nothin’ more than a wanton slut. I touched his muscles, feelin’ him over, and the hairs along his chest teased my palms. He was strong, so much stronger than I imagined some rich jerk from the city bein’.
And then, before I knew it, he was unbucklin’ his pants, and down they came. Tugged away from his hips, I got to see the outline of a truly tremendous manhood silhouetted in black cotton. His boxer-briefs tightly wrapped around his junk, such a thick long shaft, with a big bulge of his balls beneath.
Though before I could finish appreciatin’ the sight of it, he yanked down my own shorts and panties, leavin’ me exposed with him.
“I need to fuck your pretty little pink pussy now, Annie,” he said to me so crassly.
He was so commanding, and I wanted nothin’ more than to obey. To follow through, and so I bobbed my head, even though my eyes were still glued to his package. I stepped out of my shorts, and it was brazen how little I cared that I was naked in the noonday sun.
My smooth, pale skin that was always hidden, that tan-line never quite touchin’ far enough to be scandalous. Never had anyone seen me like it before, but his hands went to my rounded ass and squeezed my bare flesh.
He bent his head down and kissed me on the lips again as his two powerful hands worked at my body. We made out like that for ages, my fingers tracin’ along the lines of his strong muscles, feelin’ the indents and grooves between the hard bulges, until finally they found themselves down to the cotton of his drawers. It was there I found myself stroking along the shape of his tool, feelin’ how big it was, the curious veins that bulged along its girth.
A low, husky groan rumbled out of his throat and then he pushed us apart, his dark eyes staring into mine from above.
He hooked his thumbs into his briefs and yanked ‘em down, so that he stood fully naked with me. That thick shaft throbbing lewdly in the sun, bare and exposed between us.
“Get down on your k
nees and kiss it,” he commanded me.
I couldn’t believe what he was askin’ me to do.
More than that, I couldn’t believe how much I wanted to. How much I needed to just feel it, raw against me. Even if it was just my mouth.
Besides, he was so commandin’, I didn’t ever wanna say no to him. So I knelt down before him, a bit more cautious and uncertain as I looked up along his body. Over his hard chest, his pulsin’ shaft. I was so close to it that I could smell him, and see all the thick veins that bulged out of it.
I was scared, but I took it in my hand anyway, holdin’ it in place as I leaned up, plantin’ a kiss right along the bottom of it.
He gave a deep, lewd groan as he stared down at me, watchin’ me kneel before him and kiss at his manhood. He licked his lips, ran a hand back through his thick, glossy black hair.
“Kiss it again, right on the tip. Kiss it like you mean it. Make out with my cock,” he instructed me so forcefully, as if I had no choice but to obey. And truthfully, that’s exactly how it felt! He was such a powerful, gorgeous man, who held all the power, and I had to obey.
So I pushed myself up higher, my knees diggin’ into the gravel as I brought my mouth to the tip of his cock. I kissed it, closed lipped and cautious, but it wasn’t so bad. In fact... It was nice. Felt warm and hard against me.
So then I kissed it again, lettin’ my lips open a little, and then I could taste a bit of him on my tongue, and he moaned approvingly, so I did it again.
His hands went to my hair, coiled my ponytail about his knuckles as he urged me on to lick and taste his cock. Though it wasn’t long before his deep, rumbling moans signalled he had enough. He tugged me back up to my feet by my hair as his dick glistened with my saliva in the midday sun.
“Get in the backseat. Hands and knees,” he commanded me so roughly, guiding my head down with his grasp on my hair.
I couldn’t believe what I was doin’. That I was standing up, dusting off my knees before crawlin’ into the back of his expensive car.
The leather felt warm against my hands, and there wasn’t a lot of room, but it was enough for me to get kinda comfortable. Well, except that kneelin’ in front of a man when I was bare naked was not comfortable at all.
He got in behind me, his palms graspin’ my ass cheeks, spreadin’ ‘em wide as he let the tip of his manhood prod at my slick lil’ slit. He teased me purposefully, slidin’ that bulgin’, purple crown up and down my wantin’ cunny, but even he had his limits.