DeansList by Danica Avet Page A

shoving more of her breast into his mouth. Dean groaned in
the back of his throat. He’d smell like her after this, his face, his skin, his
dick, but he didn’t care. He drew on her nipple, loving the way she moaned,
fucking herself with her fingers, the slick, sucking sounds mingling with her
cries of pleasure.
    Dean reached down to massage his hard dick, switching to her
other tit, wishing he was inside her right now, her pussy rocking him to
oblivion. As though she read his mind, Audra pulled away from him, stepping
back with a coy smile. Removing the fingers she’d used to masturbate her cunt,
she lifted them to his lips, her eyes burning with lust. He lapped up her
juices, his cock ready to explode from her salty-sweet taste.
    When she pulled her fingers away from his mouth, he
reverently whispered, “Fuck.” She was…amazing.
    Her shiny red mouth curled into a catlike smile. “That’s
what I’m here to do, baby.”
    Before he could say anything else, she dropped to her knees
in front of him, then to all fours, crawling toward him like a hungry panther.
Dean leaned back in his chair, the leather squeaking beneath him. He spared a
quick glance for the door, part of him paranoid that someone would knock, the
other part filled with an almost sick excitement that they would. And that was
her biggest appeal. She brought out the reckless exhibitionist in him.
    Audra’s hands came to rest on his knees and slid up his
thighs, wiping all thoughts of family from his mind. She unzipped his slacks,
the sound of his zipper loud in the silence of his office, releasing his
straining dick. He hadn’t worn boxers and now he thanked god for laundry day
since it meant one less layer between his skin and her mouth. She purred in the
back of her throat, the sound filled with awe and appreciation.
    “I love your cock,” she said, reaching out to grasp him at
the base, stroking up slowly. Firmly. Her thumb circled the tip, catching the
bead of pre-cum at the slit and smoothing it into his skin. “So long and
thick.” She pumped him a couple of times, as though fascinated by the sight of
her small hand stroking his meat. Then she leaned forward to rub her cheek
against his skin like a sex kitten. “So hot.”
    Her gaze tangled with his as she turned her head to lick him
from base to tip with the flat of her tongue. The long, slow rasp made his eyes
roll to the back of his head, especially when she flicked the tip, swirling
around the crown as though tasting her favorite treat. Dean’s fingers dug into
the arms of his chair, fighting the urge to grab her head and fuck her mouth.
She laved his cock, making sure not to miss a single inch of skin, even
stabbing the tip of her pointed tongue into his slit as though to coax more
pre-cum from him. His cock obliged with two more beads, which she quickly
lapped up.
    Then she opened her mouth and swallowed him whole.
    There was no stopping his immediate reaction, which was to
grasp the back of her head and thrust up. But Audra didn’t seem to mind, taking
him all the way down her throat with only the slightest gag. The muscles
constricted around the head of his dick, milking him the way her tight pussy
did when she came, and there was no way he could prevent himself from fucking
her mouth.
    Holding her head steady for his thrusts, he pounded at her
throat, watching his dick disappear between her tightly stretched lips. Her
eyes began to water, tears spilling down her cheeks, her hands clutching his
thighs, nails digging into the material of his pants like claws. It couldn’t
have been comfortable for her, but that was the beauty of Audra, she pushed her
limits and he fucking loved it. Dean’s balls drew up, the base of his spine
tingling. He could come like this. He wanted to come like this, but then he
thought about how wet and tight her pussy was.
    He gripped her by her thick hair, his inner beast dictating
the way things would go, pulling her off his cock. Her lipstick was smeared