CAILY GALILEO
“No more! No more!” I cried out, hand pushing Pietro’s head down to my pussy.
Yes. I was telling him to stop but I was pulling his face down to my pussy and even wrapping my legs around his head, keeping me right there.
I wanted more! I was crazy to want more when I could barely lift a finger but I wanted more even though my body seemed like it could not take any more.
“I… Cumming!!” And that… that was my fifth climax under the peach stars tree and under the beautiful stars.
The stars watched as Pietro devoured me, his own stars.
My face contorted in pleasure, my body glistening with sweat even with the cool dawn breeze.
“Hmm.” Pietro pulled his face from my pussy and I just laid there, legs spread wide, arms spread out, face, red from pleasure and thighs filled with bite marks.
“You are addictive, Peaches. Way too fucking addictive.” Pietro growled as he pulled off his flimsy clothing.
And as my teary, lust hazy eyes journeyed down his body and reached his hard cock, i felt a new wave of strength.
Hard, thick, girthy and with precum at the head of it. I felt my body go through a different kind of arousal.
I wanted him. I wanted his cock. In my mouth, in my pussy. In every hole he could fit in in.
I wanted his cock so much.
“You are staring at me like a cock hungry slut.” He fisted his cock and jerked it off in front of me, his voice so deep and hot.
“I… I think I am one.” I whispered as if in self realisation.
“You think you are one or you know you are one?” He continued to run his hands up and down the length of his cock while my eyes monitored his movements.
I swallowed hard as I felt my sore, wet pussy throbbing.
“I… ” I looked up at his eyes.
“I am one. I… want your cock, so much sir.”
“If you are going to beg for my cock, you should be on your fucking knees.”
Wherever I found the strength to pull myself up to my knees, I had no idea but I knew I did because few seconds later, I was kneeling in front of Pietro, his hard, thick, girthy cock right in front of my face and his hand on my head, pressing me down like that was where I belonged; on my knees with my face by his cock.
I looked up at him and that was when I realized that Pietro… he was also my stars. I could love watching the stars but I think… I think I loved watching him more.
“You want my cock so much, don’t you? Look at the hunger in your fucking face.” He groaned and I felt his cock throb.
I gasped softly, feeling my body tingle at the throbbing of his cock.
“Yes sir… I… I want your cock so much. I need your cock sir…” I begged, the musky scent of his cock filling my head.
I needed him so much.
“Let me hear you beg to touch my cock, pretty slut…” his hand on my hair patted my head.
I gulped down hard, my gaze on his cock and the precum at the head of it. Oh, what I would give to taste the precum right now.
“Please sir, let me touch your cock.” I begged, my gaze still fixated.
“You can beg better than that ” His words came out as a sexy grit.
“Oh fuck, please…” I cried.
I really cried. The tears rolled down at his deprivation of me holding his cock.
“Please sir, let me wrap my hands around your cock. I want to feel it throb in my hands so much. Please, sir… let your pretty slut feel your cock in her hands.”
“Good girl. Wrap your hands around my cock.” He let me.
“Thank you Sir.” My hands quickly moved to his cock and I couldn’t believe how much I loved the feel of it.
It throbbed in my hands, a deep moan leaving Pietro and I felt my pussy equally throb in response.
“Aaah.” I breathed with my mouth on his cock.
“Can… can I move my hands, please?” I begged.
“Go on, pretty.”
“Thank you sir.” I thanked him and began to gently move my hands up and down the length of his cock.
“Ah… Unghh…” he moaned deeply.
“I am so fucking pent up. Eating your pussy and having you cum on my face was so fucking good that I almost came at it… but I knew you’d want my cum… I knew your pretty, slutty self would want my cum.”
“Right… right. I want your cum, sir.” I looked up at him, eyes begging him.
I gulped down, almost already tasting his cock in my mouth. I just needed to have his cock in my mouth, his hands in my hair and his cum on my tongue.
“Please, I want your cum sir…” I begged again, a hand moving to his balls and my other hand moving to the tip of his cock, where his precum was.
I brushed my thumb over the tip of his cock and I felt Pietro shudder and his cock throb.
He was so fucking hard and he was very much ready to cum and I was more than ready to take his cum in my mouth or anywhere he’d want it.
“Where do you want my cum?” His voice sounded extra hot.
“In my mouth, please, sir” I quickly readjusted in front of his cock, not minding how desperate I looked for him.
I ran my hands up and down his cock, faster, quicker, looking up at him.
“Your hands are so fucking soft… you… you are going to make me cum so hard in your mouth…”
“Yes! Cum! Cum in my mouth sir! In my… Please cum in your slut’s pretty…” He slammed his cock into my mouth, cutting me off.
His hand grabbed my hair with a deep growl of pleasure.
Pleasure and satisfaction, yet more want filled me up all at the same time.
“Take my fucking cock in your fucking mouth!” He rasped, pulling at my hair firmly as I gagged on his cock.
“Fucking…. Fucking hell! I am cumming!” His thrusts quickened in my mouth as I moved my hands to his thighs to instinctively reduce his thrusts but he didn’t.
“Fucking crazy! Fucking tight! Fucking…. Fucking right!” his cock slammed down in my throat. I gagged even more badly, eyes widening and tears rolling down even as my pussy throbbed uncontrollably.
“Argh!! Your throat is fucking tight! I fucking love your throat and fucking love you!” Pietro gritted, his moans, the hottest thing I have ever heard as he pumped his cum down my throat.
A few seconds later, he pulled his cock out of my throat and I felt another shot on my tongue before I burst into a bout of cough.
I moved a hand to my throat, coughing up after the hard shoving of such a big cock down my throat for the first time ever.
“Fuck!” I heard Pietro curse as he raised my head up and brushed my tears off with his thumb.
“I… You felt too good and I just fucking lost it. Are you okay, Tesoro?” He asked and with my tear streaked face, I slowly parted my lips to reply him.
“As long as… it’s your cock, I want it, sir. Can… can you please rub my pussy till I cum again, sir?”