“Three simple basics. Kiss. Lick. Suck. In any order. I’m not gonna lie Meghan. The idea of fucking your mouth is a serious turn on. I wanna push my dick into your throat while you suck the come out of me. But that’s sorta the advanced shit we need to work up to. I don’t want to scare you off but I’ve been thinking about those sexy lips stretching around my cock. Watching you take all of me.”
“Oh shit, Alex,” she moaned. “I want that too.”
He looked unconvinced so she wrapped her hand around him and learned his flesh while never looking away from his eyes.
“Why are you so surprised? I think about this too. Making love to you with my mouth and lips. Sucking on you. Feeling your hardness slide along my tongue.” She shuddered at her own words.
“Take your top off, honey,” he muttered. “I want to see your breasts while you take me in your mouth.”
Having spent so much of her younger days beating guys off with a stick who wanted nothing more than to get off grabbing at her boobs, Meghan found Alex’s clear appreciation of her curves exciting as hell. Being a sucker for pretty lingerie and glad she was wearing a sexy bra that made her tits look fucking fantastic, Meghan reefed the top over her head with speed and tossed it aside. Yeah. The girls looked pretty damn awesome if she said so herself.
His look of undisguised arousal as his eyes caressed her breasts with hot longing empowered Meghan. She wasn’t just some random piece, willing to be used for his indulgent amusement. This was different, and not just because of the massage that had turned sensual and forbidden. He didn’t just want her. He wanted her to enjoy his body and find pleasure in doing so.
Running his hand over her hair in a gesture she found possessive and exciting, Alex pushed the long locks over her shoulders then traced a thumb across her lips. Shutting down the noise in her mind, Meghan relaxed and let instinct rule her passions, opening slightly to suck his thumb into her mouth. She registered a hiss of approval as her tongue swirled against his skin followed by him grasping her chin firmly in his hand as he swiftly leaned down kissing her deeply with lips and tongue.
With his face close to hers he searched her eyes and murmured huskily, “Remember, this is your reward. Not mine. Only what pleases you, Meghan. Understand?”
All but drowning in her newly recognized feelings of love for the man at whose feet she knelt, she nodded and smiled into his handsome face, telling him, “I need to feel your pleasure Alex. Need to hear it. Is that okay?”
Her heart melted when he snorted a deep chuckle and shook his head at her in wonder. “Don’t know what I fucking did to deserve you sweetheart. Never regret for a moment about telling me what you need. What you want. It’s all more than okay and believe me, you’ll be hearing plenty.”
Turning passion filled eyes to his straining flesh, she marveled at the perfection before her, remembering how it felt to take this powerful part of him inside her. There was nothing different about what she was about to do except this time she’d be welcoming him into her mouth instead of her pussy.
Starting with a soft kiss, Meghan held his shaft in both hands pressing her lips on skin stretched taut by arousal. His desire felt like a badge of honor that brought a gush of heated response into her core.
Meghan brought the fat head of his beautiful cock to her lips, licking at the droplets of arousal that formed, opening her lips to suck just that part of him into her mouth. She marveled at the two opposites invading her senses. The incredible and surprising softness of his skin and the exquisite hardness and strength underneath.
She inhaled the groan of approval rumbling from deep inside him as it reverberated on her tongue. Knowing she had already stirred his passions with one simple move emboldened her. Giving in to her desire, Meghan indulged in a thorough exploration of the plump knob against her lips—licking, sucking, and kissing as he’d instructed.
Soon though, it wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough. There was so much more of him to enjoy. When she let go of the shaft and it lay against his stomach, all sorts of wicked thoughts and desires flooded her thoughts. Placing both hands on the insides of his thighs, she pressed them open wider to give her complete access then flicked her tongue briefly on his balls before laving the flat of her tongue along the underside of his cock from root to tip. When his staff twitched from the simple caress she whimpered with delight, returning again and again to the base, repeating the smooth stroking of his flesh.
He didn’t disappoint, groaning his pleasure, letting her know what she was doing excited and pleased him. It still wasn’t enough. She needed to feel the strength of his manhood between her lips, sliding against her tongue.
Bringing her hands to his flesh, she was surprised to see the trembling in her fingers as equal parts arousal and satisfaction drove her on. She wanted and needed him, yes, but feeling his desire, knowing she was giving him pleasure, took her to a place she’d never been before.
Not knowing how much of his impressive length she could take, Meghan experimented at first with shallow strokes as she suckled on him with growing abandon. God. He tasted so good. Saliva flooded her mouth increasing every glorious sensation a hundredfold.
When she felt his hand on her head again, gathering her hair into his fist, she went a little wild, got overeager in her strokes, taking him too deep too fast making her pull back suddenly as her gag reflex took over.
“Easy, lover,” he purred as she struggled with the unwanted response. Dammit. She wanted more. It wasn’t enough to only take a portion of his magnificent cock when in her mind’s eye she saw something much more primitive. Meghan wanted all of him—every hard, glorious inch—throbbing in her throat. She moaned at the thought.
Giving her senses a chance to calm before trying again, she relaxed and swirled her tongue around the shaft in her mouth. When she was ready, Meghan started the slow up and down motion again, moving her head in an erotic figure eight on each stroke as she took him deeper. His grunts let her know he liked the move as much as she enjoyed feeling him dominate her mouth.
“Ah, God,” he groaned. “Baby, that looks and feels fucking fantastic.” She thrilled knowing he was watching her lips stretch around his hardness, enjoying the way her mouth turned greedy, demanding more and more.
Reaching for the hand he had fisted in her hair she pressed it firmly against her head wanting to feel his power and knowing full well that should he want to, he could force her into taking all of him.
Cupping his balls in one hand, while guiding his staff with the other, Meghan swallowed another rumbling groan that erupted inside him and went for the gusto. Her body was on fire with desire, her insides tightening with each delicious stroke of her mouth. She wondered if it was possible to come from what she was feeling and knew in that moment that there was no doubt that she could. He’d been right. It wasn’t just about him. They were equal partners in this exquisitely primal act. She was beyond turned on, desperate to possess every part of him with her mouth while her pussy twitched and throbbed.
The fever inside her increased as she picked up tempo, swallowing as much as she could then withdrawing slowly, suckling him with joyful abandon. On each downward plunge she managed a bit more until she felt the head of his beautiful cock nudge the back of her throat. Oh God. He was almost there. Where she wanted him.
Saliva was dripping from her mouth covering the fingers massaging his balls as she bobbed up and down with increasing fervor. Meghan was almost blind with lust, unaware of anything else except his heat and hardness. It was nothing short of magnificent perfection.
In her dazed state it took a moment to realize he was pulling her head away from his swollen flesh. She moaned, resisting his efforts to disengage unsure what was causing him to back off. She heard him chanting her name as her head cleared.
“Meghan. Baby,” he groaned. “Oh God. Your mouth. It’s too much. I’m gonna come if you don’t stop.”
She almost jack-knifed with pure, unadulterated joy when she heard what he was telling her, bu
t he was fucking crazy if he thought for one minute that she was going to back off now. Nuh-uh. No way. This was her true reward. She wanted to know what it felt like to bring him to his knees, until the desire stole his control and he pumped into her throat, releasing his come deep as an orgasm she’d given to him ripped through his body.
Doubling down on the sucking and thrusting, she knew the moment he understood she wasn’t giving in when both his hands went to her head and his hips started to buck into her mouth. Even though she couldn’t see, her mind created a devastatingly erotic image of his hands guiding her head as her mouth took him deep while his thighs trembled.
In a moment she’d never forget, Meghan felt her nose brush against the soft hair gathered at the base of his enormous cock as her throat relaxed and welcomed him in. Holding her there briefly with his touch, he let her retreat and catch her breath only to have him push her back down again and again. There wasn’t anything rough or scary about his hold on her, in fact she welcomed it.
She was moaning on his cock as it buried in her throat over and over. Meghan was seriously impressed by how deep she was taking him. Her body told her that her enjoyment in sucking him off was what made the difference.
She moaned and felt the reverberations of the sound all along the hard flesh, swelling inside her mouth alerting Meghan to his approaching climax. It was so personal and sensual, feeling him thick with desire. For her. A soft whimper escaped her lips a second before she felt him tense then start wildly bucking his hips as his cock battered the back of her throat. She was ecstatic when the first spurts of hot fluid hit her tongue.
Alex was coming and nothing in her previous experience prepared her for the sense of triumph and sweet drugging pleasure that raced through her body. The grunts and groans erupting along with his release wrapped around her senses and held on tight. His hand fell from her head and hung limp at his side.
As he subsided, she could still feel the tremors moving through him. Meghan was overcome with a cascade of emotion. She wanted to do it all over again. Sliding her mouth from him, she licked her lips, enjoying the tangy taste of thunder cock’s essence. She smiled at the nickname she’d given him. It fit so perfectly.
Being something of a visual person, she sat back and enjoyed the sight of his cock covered with her saliva and the remnants of his orgasm. While sucking him to completion hadn’t been all that rough, it had been wild and dirty so she figured two out of three wasn’t so bad.
Alex was having considerable difficulty coming back to earth. He’d indulged in his fair share of oral sex over the years but what Meghan had just done to him required a category all its own. Blowjob was such a coarse term that didn’t in any way do justice to the sensually charged act the Irish beauty gifted him.
Cracking open an eye he saw her sitting back on her feet, gazing at his dick like she was looking at the most fascinating and wonderful thing she’d ever seen. He hadn’t expected that. Fuck. He hadn’t expected any of what happened. How exactly had she managed to mouth fuck him without it turning into an ugly gagging nightmare? He knew she’d try – it was in her nature to want to give him everything she could. He underestimated her passions, something he wouldn’t be foolish enough to do again.
She ran her hands up and down his thighs and purred, “That was amazing!”
Wait. Wasn’t that supposed to be his line? Forcing both eyes to open and focus on her, Alex had to bite back a chuckle at the look of total rapture mixed with childish delight blazing on her face.
“Can we do that again?” she asked breathlessly, reaching for his sex as if she hadn’t just undone him completely with her ravenous mouth.
“Only if you want to give me a fucking heart attack.”
“What?” she asked, clearly startled by the seriousness of his tone. “Did I do something wrong? Hurt you in some way?”
This time, he did laugh. “First, unless your teeth get overzealous, I doubt there’s any way to hurt me and second, you did nothing wrong and absolutely everything right. I was just kidding about the heart attack.” But not really, he thought. The way she got his heart hammering in his chest had been a thousand times heavier than any endorphin rush he experienced on the battlefield.
She looked, well…she looked like a woman who just had a cock stuffed in her mouth. Her lips were slightly swollen and her eyes overly bright. His hands in her hair had made it a tangled mess and those magnificent tits, already a sight to behold, were heaving from her rapid breathing. It all went to his head.
While there was nothing quite like a wild orgasm to make a man feel like he could conquer the world, being pain-free from the extraordinary massage that started all this moved him in ways he couldn’t express. He remembered her telling him that the next time they were intimate, she hoped they’d be naked and in a bed. Seemed like an easy wish to make happen. And she deserved it. That and whatever else she fucking wanted.
The unmistakable fact that she got off on his response made being with her the single most erotically satisfying experience of his life. She was totally unique. Was it her uncontrived innocence that made her that way or was it something else? Something entirely to do with her feelings for him?
Even though it was the afternoon of a sunny day, having kept his room shaded as he’d struggled earlier with his pain meant that they were shrouded in near darkness lending an edge to their love play. He wondered how far he could push her. His cock down her throat had been pretty fucking far on that score but still, he wondered.
“Stand up beautiful and strip for me. My cock loves your hot, sexy body.”
Alex’s mind started working overtime when she rose to her feet and gave him a wicked smile before turning her back to him. Pushing her hands into the waistband of the stretchy skirt she wore, he watched with lascivious delight as she wiggled when she pushed the skirt down over her hips giving him a mouth-watering view of her amazing fucking ass. Her blue lace thong was absolutely perfect. He could sit there and stare at her backside for hours.
Giving him something to think about she ran her fingers along the top of the stretch lace, smoothing it over her skin then slowly pirouetted to face him again, naughty delight shining in her eyes.
Pouting prettily, her lips still puffy from having stretched wide to accommodate his shaft, she covered her breasts with her hands, pushing in from the sides giving the already fabulous mounds an even sexier look. He watched through heavy lids as she reached behind to unhook the sheer white bra, holding it to her as she lifted first one arm and then the other from the straps. Finally, she bent over slightly; peeling the cups from her swaying mounds while giving him a look so hot it could have melted through steel.
She clasped her hands behind her back in an innocently childish way as he stared. His sexy goddess knew how to present her tits to their best advantage. The thought of her posing like that for anyone’s eyes but his got the beast inside him roaring to life.
What she did next was the stuff of fantasies. Gliding to him she cocked a hip and growled, “Take my panties off with your teeth, Mister Thunder, sir.”
Jesus H. Christ. Maybe she actually was going to give him a heart attack. Grabbing her butt cheeks in both hands he hauled her close spreading wet kisses across her belly as he fell to his knees before latching his teeth onto the lace at one hip and tugging it down. Half her mound was exposed so he moved to the other side and repeated the action until the sides hung low while her panties held in place only by the placement of her legs.
Sinking his teeth into the fabric he paused to inhale deeply with his nose pressed into her soft curls, then pulled the scrap of lace down her legs. He looked up at her and saw arousal darkening her green eyes. Keeping their gazes locked, Alex’s hands slid the fabric down to her ankles being sure to caress and stroke her skin the whole way. After helping her step out of the panties he scooped them up, crushing them in his hand before bringing them to his face where he buried his nose and breathed deep all while never looking away. Her eyes flared causing him t
o smirk at her response.
“Go to the bed,” he demanded. “Turn around and put your hands on the mattress. Keep your feet shoulder width apart and bend over.”
She did what he asked, carefully moving into the position he commanded as he sat and watched. She was so beautifully willing. From his vantage point, even in the shadowed light he saw moisture at the juncture of her thighs when she bent forward. It thrilled him to know she was already wet and ready for him.
Alex knew that anticipation was its own aphrodisiac so he sat and enjoyed the view without making any move to go to her. It was exciting to see her skin prickle and her breathing increase, especially since the shallow pants were making her breasts sway so beautifully. He had half a mind to leave her like that until her arousal got the better of her and her legs buckled. But his reawakened cock was having none of that bullshit.
Going to her, he caressed her ass, smacking it briefly with a few stinging slaps that made her gasp and shake, then with no lead in, he reached between her legs and pushed a thick finger deep into her dripping pussy. Her legs almost gave out but quickly recovered as he stroked the hot wet velvet of her passage.
She collapsed onto her forearms as her head hung down and soft whimpers filled the air. Before too long she was wriggling her ass seeking more contact with his invading finger. Adding a second digit, Alex penetrated her with rapid thrusts marveling at the moisture leaking profusely from her body.
Placing an arm around her waist, he worked at her pussy until he felt the tightening deep inside that signaled she was close to climaxing.
“Squeeze that cunt for me baby. Coat my fingers with your cream.”
She let out a low, agonized moan that turned into a throaty growl as her body exploded. He felt the rippling waves of her orgasm on his fingers as he pumped them in and out, glorying in the sound of her dripping response.
Before the last flutters of her release had calmed, he pulled his fingers from her clutching heat and smacked her hard again on the butt.
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