I pushed his chest away, leading him to the couch, directing him to sit. He pushed his chin-length hair behind his ears, and let his head fall back on the cushions.
Taking his shaft in my mouth I licked him thoroughly, enjoying the scent of his cock. The warm base welcomed my hands that massaged his balls, thanking me by growing harder. I couldn’t repress my smile, and I looked up at him to see his eyes closed as he enjoyed my work.
My core tightened as I realized what power I possessed. I felt in control and alive. I had always been so scared to put myself out there, but maybe that was changing.
My confidence grew, and I put his balls in my mouth, sucking them, twirling them one at a time with my tongue. His moans encouraged me, and I put his thick cock back in my mouth. He thrust as I did, but the length of him wouldn’t fit. He was too large, but I did my best, rounding my lips around him as I let him in as deep as possible.
“Oh, fuck, that’s so good,” he said. My own fingers pressed against my pussy, which was filled with desire. The more he thrust himself in my mouth, the more I wanted his fingers to push into me until I came.
“I want you to come on my tits,” I said, shocked that I was able to say a fantasy of mine out loud.
“I’ll come wherever you tell me,” he said.
I pulled his cock out of my mouth with a pop, licking the tip and tasting the salty come beginning to rise at the tip.
“Oh, yeah, you’re so ready,” I said, pulling gently at his shaft as the come began to shoot towards my full breasts. My opening grew wetter with each spray.
I wanted to taste more and I leaned my head up, letting his come hit my face. I pumped his cock harder now, wanting every last bit to hit my body. I didn’t want to waste any of it. He came on my face and I licked greedily, as he moaned in climax.
Once I had exhausted him, I got up from my knees and straddled him on the couch, holding his cock in my hands.
“Fuck, you are wild,” he said, to my thrill.
I took the towel from the couch and wiped my face.
“Now it’s your turn.” He deftly moved me to the floor, where the bearskin rug sprawled out in front of the fire. He kept me on my hands and knees, and knelt behind me. His tongue licked my asshole, as he nuzzled his face in my ass.
He spanked my ass, causing me to laugh in pleasure. This was everything I could have imagined. It was like that Fifty Shades girl had nothing on me. Tonight I felt unstoppable. My inner goddess was a fucking animal.
“Yeah,” I moaned in pleasure. “But that’s not where I want you.” I turned back around and forced him down on the rug. “I want to sit on your face.”
I scooted my ass over his mouth, wanting his tongue to lick my pussy, his fingers to graze my asshole again, but this way, so I could look at his cock as it grew hard again.
I still needed that massive cock inside of me before I would be through with him. I had imagined it breaking through me all last night, as I’d struggled to sleep. I wasn’t leaving until I got what I came for.
His tongue lapped over me, slowly and then faster. He knew what he was doing. He steadily circled my clit, as my come poured over his open mouth. I whimpered as I released myself all over him. He pushed my ass in the air a bit, and began using his fingers to hit my g-spot like the night before.
My legs were slick, and he slapped my ass with his wet hand. Deeper and harder, and I heard sounds escape my mouth that never had before. He was so deep inside me, his fingers pounding me like I wanted. My jaw got tight and my shoulders tensed as an orgasm rushed through me.
I screamed out in pleasure and then leaned forward, his fingers still buried in me. My lips found what they wanted and I began sucking him off again, this time moving up and down as I took his whole cock at once, while he stretched my pussy nice and wide.
I was ready for him to fill me. His thick, pulsing rod was in my hand, and my clit was throbbing for the friction I knew was coming.
Grabbing my waist, he pulled me to the side, and then we were standing—panting, eager for what was going to happen next.
In front of the fire, I looked at his muscular arms and legs, his rock-solid chest. His eyes swam over me hungrily. He took hold of my face and whispered words that made me feel like the person I had never believed myself to be until then.