“Please~” I whimpered, my tongue rolling out of my mouth and sapping at my chapped lips before retreating backwards.
On impulse, I moved the hand that was dormant between my legs and swiftly swept down, catching the silky towel between my fingers before pulling it off his body. My palms itched the moment my wide eyes laid on his rod. This time there was no almost…. I certainly did drool at the sight of him.
I want to touch him so bad…. sooo bad that it hurts.
My hole tightened in delight and I reluctantly broke my gaze away from his dick, locking eyes with his. I could feel pleasure pulse through me just from the action. The fearlessness… the impassiveness, it was all there just the way I liked it. Its no wonder why he has me so fucking hooked. I absolutely love the sexy look on his face, no doubt. He easily surpasses everyone I’ve ever met before… in more ways than one.
Though, I couldn’t deny that seeing him as his usual cocky, dominant self was ten times more appetizing.
As sexual tension grew thick in the air, I twirled my tongue around in my mouth and without any form of hesitance, I dropped to my knees before him. My face landed directly in front of his dick and the new position only arose a million new fantasies in my head. I swear, I could feel him in my mouth and my lips weren’t even grazing him! I have absolutely no idea how to blow a guy and yet my eyes literally sparkled in anticipation. I want to taste him, to wrap my lips around his dick and suck the fucking life out of him!
I’ve never been so pumped in my life!
“I want to taste you,” I whispered absentmindedly, my eyes looking between the hand he still had locked in his grasp and his ethereal face. His expression was still as indifferent as ever and he displayed no visible reactions despite my efforts… except for his growing rod. That being said, I didn’t expect him to release my hand anytime soon or even go along with this for that matter.
But surprisingly, the tight hold he had on me slowly started to wane until the fingers that gripped my hand, were no more. That act, obviously signified the go ahead I was desperately waiting for.
As soon as my head registered his actions, my slender fingers quickly locked around his lush semi-hard shaft, squeezing it lightly in my grasp. I slithered my tongue out of my mouth and swept it over my bottom lip, then, with slow but excited movements, I began stroking him up and down. His dick was warm and huge, and despite not being fully erected, my fingers could barely even wrap halfway around him.
I took him into my mouth without delay. My body shivered in ecstasy as I swallowed his warm cock, my lips stretching across my face to accommodate his size. The feel of him inside my mouth was unbelievable, and believe it or not, I could do nothing but imagine him deep inside my hole as I sucked him off, deeper than he has ever been before…. him slipping in and out of me just like this… him filling me with his rod over and over again… him doing every possible thing to my body!
If those fantasies truly become a reality, I’d definitely see stars.
My hole leaked with unrelenting juices at the thoughts flying around in my head and I moaned against his dick, the vibration inciting his first melodious groan from him. I pulled my lips back then covered him up once again, circling my tongue around the length of his shaft as I greedily attempted to swallow more of him than before. Sadly, my mouth couldn’t possibly cover him all at once but I did my best to take in as much of him as I could without gagging.
I hollowed my cheeks and sucked him vigorously, whilst my fingers held his rod in place, occasionally stroking the remaining half of his length. As my saliva mixed in with precum, I drew back and ran my tongue along his protruding veins, before swallowing his sensitive tip in my warmth. While I fastened the pace of my strokes, I fiddled his tip with my tongue, absolutely loving it when low, delectable groans began filling the air one after the other.
The taste of him on my tongue was exhilarating in its own way, each lick pumping me with the need to suck him dry. My mouth watered and my stomach flipped excitedly as I neared the brink of pleasure.
I want absolutely everything out of him, every last drop of cum… I want it.
I was seconds away from taking him into my mouth once again when I felt fingers glide into my hair, clutching the tangled strands between them. His hand pulled my head back harshly, making it so that I was facing him once again. I did as he wished and stared up at him without a fight whilst I licked my lips clean of the glistening precum that stained them.
I was so dazed that it took a few seconds into our staring match for me to finally notice the slight twitch of his lips.
Again, he had turned over new leaf in less than three seconds. I couldn’t be any more thrilled.
“Princess?” He called softly. I didn’t open my mouth to speak, but my entrance surely tingled in answer. “Who do you belong to?” He guided my mouth back to his dick and slowly, he thrusts himself into my mouth back and forth. I moaned against him as I gladly spread my mouth open and slid my lips up his length. Pleasure sprung forth like never before and thus, my hand seemed to moved on its own then and there, dropping against my thigh then gradually gliding over my skin as it made it’s way towards my hole.
Ignoring the slight sting, I pushed two fingers inside me and grinded slowly against them whilst Kasan mercilessly thrusts into my mouth.
“Who do you belong to?” He repeated the question, thick dominance lacing every single word. My toes curled inwards and my whole body shivered deliciously. I released his dick with a pop and threw my head back, biting my lip as heat rapidly built in the pit of my stomach.
“Y-Y–” I tried to take in as much air into my nostrils. “Y-You…” I finally whispered, slurping up the cum that trickled out from the side of my lips. Pride had long been thrown out the window… In this moment, I truly felt as if I belonged to him wholly.
I swept in once again to swallow his shaft, only for him to pull my head further back. I looked up at him and whined, my gaze clouded over with unrestrained lust.
“Good,” He grinned. “Now tell me Clara… What did I say happens to girls that say the wrong things?”
I swallowed, my whole body trembling in pleasure. I could hardly even finger myself the way I wanted. And his instigating words weren’t exactly helping.
Now, I’m pretty sure I completely love myself for speaking shit earlier. And I’ll do it over and over again if it means I’ll incur this kind of punishment…
“You’d fuck–” I bit my lip as I curled my fingers inside me. “–my brains out…”
“Not quite… but still on point.” He tightened the hold he had on my hair while his other hand reached around to brush my hair aside. And then, without warning, he rammed his sweet dick into my mouth, deep enough to hit the back of my throat.
“… Bend over for me, princess.”
And that… was my breaking point. I went right over the freaking edge!