cheating on my boyfriend. I’m cheating on my boyfriend . But I wanted this more. I was so wet I could feel my own juices trickling down my shaking legs. I started to get that hot, flushed feeling again, and I knew my tits had blushed red, the way they do when I’m super turned-on. I wanted him so bad.
“Get down on your knees,” Alex said, and without a second’s hesitation I did what he asked. I knew I was going to do anything he asked from now on. If he wanted to fuck me into the dirt, he could. If he wanted to fuck my ass, he could. If he wanted me to suck his cock while I sang the national anthem, I would.
His dick was straining to be sucked. His balls bulged—I knew I wanted what was inside them. I wanted to feel it spurting inside me. I couldn’t take my eyes off that beautiful dick of his. So big and strong, just like him.
“Kiss it,” he said, looking down at me. “Kiss my cock. Love it.”
I touched my lips softly to the opening. It was glistening with pre-cum. He groaned. I forced myself to keep from gobbling his whole cock in one mouthful. So instead I rubbed my lips gently over the velvety tip, coating my lips with the slippery, salty pre-cum. Then I slid my lips just over his head and sucked, nice and slow. The head was so big it popped into my mouth like a cherry.
“Now suck,” he ordered me. “Suck it like you suck Mark’s dick.”
I closed my eyes and leaned forward, opening up my mouth. Alex grabbed me by the back of my head and guided himself into my mouth. He was so big that I tried to draw back, but his dick was insistent, pushing against the width of my tongue. I let it slide out of my mouth and started to nibble gently at the underside with my lips.
“No more playing around,” Alex said. He grabbed me by the back of my head. “I’m going to fuck your mouth.”
I wanted him to be in charge . The thought of him fucking my mouth, the hard note of control in his voice as he said it, made my heart pound in my chest. So I let him work my head with his hands, plunging his hard dick into my mouth, stroking firmly, forcefully. I could feel the raw heat pouring off it into my mouth. I bobbed my head with the movements of his hips. I loved hearing the sucking sounds I was making. He groaned again, and I dropped one of my hands between my legs. I cupped myself, feeling the wetness there. The next time he thrust into my mouth I tried to suck him in even deeper. I only managed to force another inch inside before gagging.
“That’s good,” Alex said. He placed his hands at the side of my head and thrust again. I had to lift myself off my knees to take his thrust. The tip of his cock slid across the roof of my mouth, choking me. I gasped for air, leaning back to escape the press of his head at my throat.
“I want to fuck you in my bed,” he said. He rubbed his cock with one hand. I could see it glistening shiny and wet with my saliva. He took me with his other hand and led me through the house. The carpet was cool and giving against the soles of my feet. All my feelings has been jacked up to their most intense; every little movement of air on my bare skin sent another shudder through me.
His bedroom was like something out of a fairytale. The ceiling was high and there was a big mirror with gold edging over next to their massive closet; it must have weighed a ton. Everything was crisp and clean; the bed was this huge thing carved out of some kind of dark wood and the sheets were as white as snow. Even the air smelled good.
He must have set their camera up on the big dresser over on the far wall. I could picture myself standing there, watching him going at it.
“Bend over,” Alex said from behind me. “I’m going to fuck you so deep. I’m going to use your pussy, honey.”
I leaned forward and put my hands on the bed. I closed my eyes. I couldn’t wait for his big dick to be inside me again.
He thrust into me and I squealed. It felt like the tip of his dick was lodged
“Get down on your knees,” Alex said, and without a second’s hesitation I did what he asked. I knew I was going to do anything he asked from now on. If he wanted to fuck me into the dirt, he could. If he wanted to fuck my ass, he could. If he wanted me to suck his cock while I sang the national anthem, I would.
His dick was straining to be sucked. His balls bulged—I knew I wanted what was inside them. I wanted to feel it spurting inside me. I couldn’t take my eyes off that beautiful dick of his. So big and strong, just like him.
“Kiss it,” he said, looking down at me. “Kiss my cock. Love it.”
I touched my lips softly to the opening. It was glistening with pre-cum. He groaned. I forced myself to keep from gobbling his whole cock in one mouthful. So instead I rubbed my lips gently over the velvety tip, coating my lips with the slippery, salty pre-cum. Then I slid my lips just over his head and sucked, nice and slow. The head was so big it popped into my mouth like a cherry.
“Now suck,” he ordered me. “Suck it like you suck Mark’s dick.”
I closed my eyes and leaned forward, opening up my mouth. Alex grabbed me by the back of my head and guided himself into my mouth. He was so big that I tried to draw back, but his dick was insistent, pushing against the width of my tongue. I let it slide out of my mouth and started to nibble gently at the underside with my lips.
“No more playing around,” Alex said. He grabbed me by the back of my head. “I’m going to fuck your mouth.”
I wanted him to be in charge . The thought of him fucking my mouth, the hard note of control in his voice as he said it, made my heart pound in my chest. So I let him work my head with his hands, plunging his hard dick into my mouth, stroking firmly, forcefully. I could feel the raw heat pouring off it into my mouth. I bobbed my head with the movements of his hips. I loved hearing the sucking sounds I was making. He groaned again, and I dropped one of my hands between my legs. I cupped myself, feeling the wetness there. The next time he thrust into my mouth I tried to suck him in even deeper. I only managed to force another inch inside before gagging.
“That’s good,” Alex said. He placed his hands at the side of my head and thrust again. I had to lift myself off my knees to take his thrust. The tip of his cock slid across the roof of my mouth, choking me. I gasped for air, leaning back to escape the press of his head at my throat.
“I want to fuck you in my bed,” he said. He rubbed his cock with one hand. I could see it glistening shiny and wet with my saliva. He took me with his other hand and led me through the house. The carpet was cool and giving against the soles of my feet. All my feelings has been jacked up to their most intense; every little movement of air on my bare skin sent another shudder through me.
His bedroom was like something out of a fairytale. The ceiling was high and there was a big mirror with gold edging over next to their massive closet; it must have weighed a ton. Everything was crisp and clean; the bed was this huge thing carved out of some kind of dark wood and the sheets were as white as snow. Even the air smelled good.
He must have set their camera up on the big dresser over on the far wall. I could picture myself standing there, watching him going at it.
“Bend over,” Alex said from behind me. “I’m going to fuck you so deep. I’m going to use your pussy, honey.”
I leaned forward and put my hands on the bed. I closed my eyes. I couldn’t wait for his big dick to be inside me again.
He thrust into me and I squealed. It felt like the tip of his dick was lodged
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