Just the Tip - The Manning Brothers

“That’s it, little girl,” he groaned, throwing his head back, his eyes closed, a blaze of color on his bronzed cheeks. His pecs strained, his hips tense as my mouth slowly covered more and more acreage. “You can do it … oh god,” he rumbled again.

And I was succeeding. I’m not exactly a naïf so I’ve had practice, and that experience was serving me well now. Of course, I’d never done a twelve-incher like the one before me, but new challenges are right up my alley … or down my alley in this case.

Slowly, I opened my throat even more, forcing myself to think of nothing but the hot meat in front of me. Breathing rhythmically through my nose, the cock inched down my esophagus, I could feel the hard length edging down my neck like a python swallowing its prey. Focusing hard, I ignored the urge to gag, instead looking up worshipfully at the man before me, the one that I controlled now with my lips and mouth.

But Rafe could take no more. His hands grabbed the back of my head, winding his fingers into my hair, and he began fucking my face slowly, rocking his hips, forcing my mouth to take more and more of his pole with each push.

“Ummph,” he grunted. “Umph, umph, umph.”

I squealed a bit, unable to move as my orifice was pummeled, but I didn’t struggle. Instead, I held still, letting him get as much traction as possible, letting the swings grow looser, wilder with each push, obediently taking every centimeter, even as my eyes watered and drool began running from the corners of my mouth.

“That’s my girl,” he huffed, his eyes locking on to mine, feral, wild even as his fingers tangled in my hair. “Take it.”

But I wanted dick up my twat even though I loved the sweet taste of sperm. So I sat back on my heels, edging back slowly, using my weight to buck against that barreling pole.

Finally, the entire length was pulled from my mouth, glistening and shiny, and I coughed a bit, my throat raw from the fucking.

“Oh god,” I huffed, bent slightly over, wiping my lips with my hand. “Oh god.”

“Girlie, you okay?” said the big man concernedly. I looked up into blazing eyes and could see that despite the soft words, he was entirely turned on, ready to go for a full-force fucking. And I wanted it, wanted to feel that donkey dong destroying my sweetest spot.

I stood slowly, letting him get a look at my luscious curves, the undulating s-shape of my hips and thighs.

“I want to ride,” I purred, “lie down.”

And he did, his big form on the dainty couch, almost comically overwhelming on the chintz pattern. I straddled him, leaning forward to give him a deep kiss as my breasts brushed his chest, my pussy rubbing erotically along his dick.

“Mmm,” I moaned, rubbing that sensitive flesh along the crest of his cock. It was dirty, to say the least, my juices mixing with the saliva on his pole, the tip trailing wetly still, grinding that sensitive, soft flesh against his burning-hot steel.

But he could take it no more. He grabbed my ass, pulling my butt cheeks forward and apart, letting his shaft pop up behind me. I could feel it rubbing against my ass crack, so long and big that it reached all the way up to my lower back. Slowly, oh so slowly, he guided the tip into my little hole, and I had to raise myself up on my knees just to accommodate.

“Oh!” I sighed with pleasure, the tip coming into me an inch, then two. “Oh!” I moaned again as I lowered myself onto that massive snake, letting my puss savor the exquisite feeling of a hard donkey dong.

“That’s it girlie,” he said roughly. “But you gotta long ways to go.”

My eyes flew open and I glanced down, my mouth opening with shock. Sure enough, I’d only taken three inches at most, there was still almost a foot of prick outside, waiting to make its entrance into my hot cavern. Oh god, this was going to be much harder than I thought.

Willing my body to stretch, I pushed down on that man meat, forcing my hips down, spreading my legs, my little pussy lips tight and rubbery at once. Rafe held still but the man meat was so huge, so dominating, that I was actually shoved up a bit just by the size of the thing. Whimpering slightly, I pushed down again, grinding my hips this time, straining, willing my curvy body to embrace that monster cock.

And slowly it began edging in, the sight of that massive veined pole disappearing into my body unbearably hot and dirty. Oh yeah. I was doing it. I was eating up cock, my vag getting plugged, and it felt fucking good.