exoticeva:

He pushed me to my knees with a guttural “suck me.” As I knelt there everything felt throbbing and swollen—especially the space between my legs. I squirmed anxiously as he unzipped his pants, impatient to feel him, taste him, please him.

There was no gentleness in his hands, or in the way he fucked into my mouth. His thick length sliding all the way back, making me gag and moan around him, jerking back involuntarily as much as his grip would allow.

He moved a little slower with the next thrust, pulling me off and back onto his cock with a steady pace, going a little deeper each time. I fell into the rythym, focused only on him, feeling the tension build in his thighs, his hips moving faster now. His breathing getting harsher. And this time when he pushed all the way in I breathed through my nose and swallowed reflexively, massaging his cock with my throat.

That’s the moment he broke. He couldn’t hold on to his self-control, threading his hands through my hair and pushing my head all the way down. He’s so big my lips were stretched tight and my tongue flutteredaround his girth as my nose pressed into the hair around the base of his cock

“Shit,” he swore. “Holy shit. You’re going to make me cum.”

Yes! Yes, that’s what I wanted. His words sent a thrill of arousal through me and I kept swallowing over and over as he held me against him, tears starting to run down my face in response. He saw this and groaned again – one of regret I thought – and loosened his grip on my head, letting me take several, desperate gasps for air, tears continuing to run down my face.

“More,” he said, “I need more,” and I nodded, my mouth already opening for his possession. His body curled over mine as he pumped his hips faster, his grip tightened even further, and then he shot into my mouth. Over and over again. With a masculine sounds that curled my toes. Salty spurts of cum down my throat, on my tongue and finally dripping down my chin to land on my breasts. And even though I haven’t cum, it is deeply satisfying to see that gleam in his eye, to wear his essence, to know that I have pleased him.