are Carmine? With my big cock in your sexy little mouth?”
I moan in response and I’m rewarded by his hands fisting in my hair, a faint gasp escaping him. I moan again, throatier this time, and that seems to set him over the edge. He thrusts deep into my mouth, all at once, his cock hitting the back of my throat. I tense, almost gagging, but he pulls my hair to get my attention. I look up at him and catch him watching me, eyes dark with lust.
“Relax, Carmine. Let me fill you completely.”
I let him take over, force my body to go slack. His cock slides into my throat, and I groan with desperation at the sensation of being so fucking full, my pussy tight around the dildo and my throat tight around his head.
Just when it becomes almost too much, when I struggle to breathe, Caleb pulls back, just far enough to let me catch my breath, the tip of his cock still between my lips. Then he thrusts into my mouth again, and I relax into him, finding our rhythm. He pumps his cock against my face mercilessly, the motion rocking me back against the dildo with every thrust until it feels like he’s fucking me from both ends at once. The whole time he keeps a tight hold on my hair, and every time I glance up at him, he’s watching me with indescribable, desperate lust, like he cannot drink in enough of what he’s seeing.
“Fuck yes you dirty little girl, take me all the way inside you. Take every inch of my thick cock. You feel that?”
I moan.
“You like that dirty girl? You like me stuffing both your holes at once?”
I reach up to cup his ass and pull him against my face in response, ramming his cock against the back of my throat again. He groans, a low sound, so guttural it almost sounds like a growl.
We’re close. I can feel it. My whole body is tense with the need to orgasm, and I can sense Caleb’s abs flexing in response for his own. I want it, so fucking badly. I want to taste his cum. I want him to come in my throat while he’s stuffing me full like this. I clench my fists tight around the muscles of his rock hard ass.
But just when we’re almost there, he pulls back. I gasp in protest as I lose my grip on him, and his cock drops out of my mouth. He steps back, away from me, leaving me on all fours, hips still against the wall, the dildo still deep in my pussy.
I was so fucking close. Dammit.
Caleb smirks at me, like he knows exactly what he’s doing. He does, I’m sure. “Did you think I’d let you finish that easily, Carmine?” He shakes his head, tsking a little, as if he’s disappointed.
Then he crooks a finger to me. “Come here.”
I hesitate. Slowly, I crawl away from the wall. The dildo pops out of my pussy with a slick wet sound, and his smirk widens.
“Enjoying yourself, were you?”
I swallow hard and manage to nod.
“Don’t worry. We’re only just getting started.” He tilts his head and eyes me, as though planning his next move. It makes my belly go tight, wondering what he could be planning. What he’ll do to me next. There are plenty of options given my collection of goodies. But somehow, I have a feeling whatever he does, I’ll be surprised.
“Turn around,” he says. It sounds even more commanding and sexy in his accent. The accent I can’t get enough of. If he never stopped talking once, I’d be happy.
Heart in my throat, my pussy still soaking wet and my clit oh so fucking heavy with lust, I slowly turn around on the bed, until my ass points in his direction. I lean forward, expecting him to fuck me from behind. “Did you bring condoms?” I remember to ask.
He laughs. “Of course. But we’re not quite there yet, Carmine…”
Then I feel his warm, thick hands parting the cheeks of my ass. I dare a peek over my shoulder, quivering with anticipation. Is he going to stick his finger up my ass?
That’s when I spy the anal plug in his hand, and my eyes go wide.
He picked the thick one, the one I’ve only just started to practice with. The end is thicker than his fingers, and he has thick fingers to start.
As if reading my mind, Caleb reaches past me for