"Will you remember my mouth?" I ask him as I curl my fingers around his shaft, slowly flicking my wrist and moving my hand back and forth over the length of his cock. As I stroke him, I lean into him at the same time, slowly parting my lips as I reach for the tip of his huge member.
"I will never forget anything about you," he breathes out, laying his hands on my head and running his big fingers through my hair. Parting my lips, I reach for the tip of his cock with my tongue, and make it dance over it slowly, scooping up the salty beads of pre-cum glistening there.
"If things had been different," he continues, but then falls into a deep silence as I roll my lips down his shaft. Moving slowly, but steadily, I devour his long inches, only stopping when I feel the tip of his cock throbbing against the back of my throat. I take one hand to his balls and, opening my fingers wide, I start massaging them as my lips move back over his shaft.
Closing my eyes, I bob my head back and forth, building up a steady rhythm. I hear his breathing grow shallow, the pressure of his fingers on my head growing stronger, and that just urges me to go even faster. Ditching whatever rhythm I was building, I start bobbing my head as fast as I can, the erratic motion of my mouth making him lose all control.
"Fuck, Clarise," he groans, yanking on my hair and forcing me stop. He takes a deep breath and then moves his hips, thrusting his cock into me and sending it deep into my mouth. I hold still as he starts fucking my mouth, pistoning it into me as if he were doing it to my pussy.
We remain like that until I feel the first spasm of his cock over my tongue; he stops his thrusting motion, and he’s about to slide his cock out of my mouth when I make him stop. Following after him with my mouth, I curl my fingers around its root and force him to stand still.
This time I don’t want to stop. No, I want to go all the way.
"Fuck, what are you doing?" he asks me between ragged breaths, but he makes no effort to stop me. He lets me keep on sucking him, and that’s exactly what I do; I suck him as hard as I can, using both my lips and tongue to unleash hell on his cock. "Clarise, I’m going to cum!" he warns me but, instead of making me stop, that just spurs me on.
A few more motions of my head and his cock starts spasming against my tongue, threatening to unleash a raging river of cum inside my mouth, which is exactly what I want.
"Fuck!" Connor groans, and then his cock starts gushing his load into me. His creamy seed spills all over my tongue, filling my mouth to the brim, and then it starts dripping out of my mouth and down his shaft. Thick beads of semen fall down on the floor, splattering against it like heavy rain.
Waiting for him to finish, I then roll my lips back and look up at him. Opening my mouth to show him the mess he unleashed upon my tongue, I then close it again and swallow, his saltiness burning its way down my throat. "That was good," I whisper, slowly forcing myself to go back up to my feet. "And it’s going to get better."
With that, I brush my cum-coated lips against his, keeping one hand on his cock. Even though he just came, I keep moving my hand back and forth, stroking him and making sure he keeps hard and ready for me. What? You didn’t think that I’d be satisfied with just blowing him, did you? If this really is our last time together, you can rest assured that I won’t be satisfied until he has fucked the living daylights out of me.
"Better sounds good," he whispers, kissing me deeply, his tongue dancing around mine. As he does it, he takes his hands to my back and starts pulling down the zipper on my dress, baring my back. When his hands move over my shoulder blades, he takes the opportunity to open the clasp of my bra as well; by the time my dress is bunched up around my waist, I can already feel the cups of my bra drooping down my breasts.
Moving fast, he grabs the front of my bra and simply yanks it off of me, my nipples hardening even more as they become free. With his hands on my waist, Connor pushes me back until the back of my knees meet one of the pews, and he pushes me down.
As I sit, he goes down to his knees fast, placing his hands on my knees and forcing me to spread my legs. Leaning in, he wraps his lips around my right nipple and starts sucking on it, his tongue running fast, vicious circles around my rosy tip. Going from one nipple to the other, it doesn’t take him long to allow his tongue to start a downward path to my navel. I sigh heavily as I feel his tongue going down my naked skin, and I raise my ass from the seat as he grabs my dress, pulling it down my legs and taking it off me.
When I sit back down again, I’m only wearing my black lace thong and high heels; I almost think he’s going to take off my thong as well, but that’s not what he does. Keeping my legs spread wide, he pulls back from me and then dives in, opening his mouth and crushing it against the wet fabric of my thong. He sucks on it eagerly, doing it so hard that I feel my head spin. He does it for a long time, teasing me over my thong, and then just flicks my thong to the side. Instead of going straight to my pussy, though, he takes a more indirect course of action.
Resting the tip of his tongue over one of my groins, he starts brushing his tongue around my pussy, never actually going for it. I squirm, trying to thrust upward and force his mouth into my pussy, but he moves fast and places one forearm over my waist, pinning me down on the seat.
"Oh, please, Connor," I beg him, closing my eyes and moaning hard. He doesn’t seem to care for my pleas, as he continues to do the same, teasing me mercilessly. Only when I think that he’s going to keep doing it eternally does he change gears.
Pulling back for just a second, he pulls my thong against my outer thigh and rips it off of me, tearing the fabric into shreds. There goes another one of my expensive thongs; I swear to God, ever since Connor moved into the guest house, I’ve been spending a lot of money on underwear.
"I’m going to miss this," he says, and then he’s on me. Wrapping his lips around my clit, he presses down on it with his tongue. Then he brushes his lips down, taking them to my pussy lips; tilting his head sideways, he sucks both my folds into his mouth at the same time, flicking his tongue against them as he sucks.
Running my fingers through his hair, I start swaying my hips, thrusting against his mouth as he devours me. This time he doesn’t stop me; instead, he places his hands under my ass cheeks and spurs me on, his fingers digging into the flesh of my ass.
"Oh, you’re so good…" I moan, moving my body as I start to lose control. Eating me out like a man on a mission, he allows his fingers to roam closer to my asshole, and then he brushes one fingertip up and down the length of my crack.
Finally pressing down on my hole, he starts sliding his index
finger into my ass, sucking my pussy even harder as he does it. I feel my eyes rolling in their orbits, pleasure making my whole body tense up, and even my lungs seem to be working overtime to get the air in.
Oh, I’m so close… But Connor still has one trick up his sleeve.
Using his free hand, he places two fingers against my pussy; moving his mouth up to my clit, he then slides his fingers deep inside my pussy, curling them upward and driving them straight to my G-spot.
I gasp, the muscles around my neck tensing up as I try to process what he’s doing to me. With one finger inside my ass, two inside my pussy, and his mouth wrapped around my clit… Jesus Christ, I don’t even know which sensation I should focus on! All I know is that it’s only a matter of time until I explode and, when I do it, I don’t know if I’ll be able to remain conscious. The incoming wave of pleasure feels like a tidal wave, and it’s sure as hell going to sweep me off my feet.
"Oh, I’m gonna—oh, fuck!" I exhale sharply, yanking hard on his hair as an orgasm hits me at point blank. Even though my eyes are open, I stop seeing altogether for a few seconds, my brain devoting all of its processing power to decode all of the ecstasy running through me.
"That’s right, babe … feels good, doesn’t it?" he asks, pulling his fingers out of me and looking me in the eye.
"It feels better than good…" I breathe out, my mind commanding me to get up. Going up to my feet, I bend over and place my arms on his shoulders. I push him down, forcing him to lie down on the ground, and then I place my feet on either side of his thighs. "Now let’s both enjoy it," I tell him with a grin, looking back at him over my shoulder. Lowering myself, I press my pussy against his face as I bend over, grabbing his cock and pointing it straight at my mouth.