baby.” He shifts so I can manage this and climbs up my torso a little. His hand goes to the back of my neck and I feel my face moving up, only stopping when his cock is an inch from my lips. “Need you to wet me.”
“W… what?” In my mouth?
“Open up.” He grins, his back bent awkwardly due to the lack of space between me and the roof. “Please.”
My mouth opens slowly, but I have no idea what I’m doing.
I glare when he taps the end on my lips a few times before running it around them like one would do with a tube of lipstick, but he only smiles wider. The hand that’s gripping my neck starts stroking me softly, soothingly. “Ready?”
I nod and open my mouth when he slides the tip onto my tongue and lets out a long and loud groan. This isn’t that bad actually.
“Close your lips around the head. No teeth.” I do as I’m told and instinct kicks in. He trembles and curses. “Do that again.” I do so. “Ah. Again. Keep doing that.” My tongue swirls and flicks before he slides it deeper and deeper. Before I realise it we have a rhythm going. He thrusts slowly, in and out, in and out, the tip never leaving my mouth. “Suck.” It’s almost at the back of my tongue; is it possible to suck? “Suck really hard, like you’re drinking a Krushem and there’s chocolate lodged in the straw.”
I suck as hard as possible, which is difficult to do when I’m laughing at his comment. My cheeks hollow and begin to ache. He pulls out slowly, his face scrunched and contorted with ecstasy, his lips parted half an inch. The moans he releases really set me on fire. I’ve never been so turned on before and I’m shocked that it’s from doing something I always said I’d never do.
He’s either very persuasive or I’m very weak minded.
“Brilliant,” he pants and pushes to the back of my throat, almost making me gag but not quite.
My jaw aches.
Suddenly he’s gone, leaving my mouth feeling empty. Situating himself so his torso is pressed to mine, I feel his length slide between my closed thighs and gasp when the smooth surface of it rubs against me. The burning begins again and spreads, almost too much to bear. Our combined juices create a slick passage as he slowly thrusts between my tightly shut thighs.
My fingers tangle in his hair and I’m happy when he kisses me. I’d be offended if he didn’t.
He’s rubbing all of the right places. I’ve never felt anything like it. Our breaths mingle as I thrust my hips in time with his, making sure that he reaches exactly where I want him to.
The tingles intensify and spread upwards, rising until I feel my nipples harden further. The ripples slowly move out and spread down my sides, to my thighs, burning in the most pleasing way.
I’ve never… I can’t...
I inhale a sharp breath as he picks up speed, his forehead against mine.
Moments ago I was worried a car would drive by; now I don’t care at all. The need to orgasm consumes me.
I’ve gone from virgin to virgin exhibitionist slut in one hour.
“I’m going to come,” he announces in a strangled moan, the muscles in his arms bulging as he thrusts faster and faster. The sound of him slipping between my thighs, coated with our juices, is so erotic. The sound of his moans make the burning inside of me so much worse. “Nearly… there.”
My stomach clenches. I can’t breathe; I can’t speak; I can’t cry out. My head seems to explode as my eyelids flutter closed of their own accord. I can’t control it; my body is no longer my own. My soul seems to expand and wrap around his as we both throb together, pulse together, orgasm together. I cling to him desperately as I reach my peak and he reaches his. I want him inside me, filling me. If I’d been at the right angle I’d have forced it too. I’ve never found myself so lost to pleasure before.
I want to go again and we aren’t even done yet.
The tingles slowly retreat and my blurred vision focuses as his thrusts slow to an occasional sharp jerk of his body.
I’m crushed against the seat when he collapses on top of me, breathing heavily. “Amazing.”
“Yeah,” I agree, trying to regulate my breathing by taking a few large gulps of air. “Can we do that