She licks a drop of water off her top lip. There hasn’t been anyone in two years but my fist. And I haven’t touched my cock since she’s come back into my life. After only having my hand for two years, when I had the real thing next to me, I knew my hand wasn’t going to do it.
I only want her.
Seeing her kneeling before me is almost more than I can bear.
Her tits rise and fall with shallow breaths. “Will you teach me what you like?”
Yes, it’s official.
I’ve fallen off a cliff from reality. I’m dead. If I never wake up, I’ve lived a full life.
At least I will after Teagan Coleman sucks my cock.
“Put your arms behind your back.” My voice is deep but low. I wait and watch, as her small tits jut out when she does as I say. I drag the head of my cock over her bottom lip. “Suck. But just the tip.”
I watch as her full pink lips close around me. I cup the back of her head with one hand as I guide myself with the other.
I force myself to breathe deep and slow and will time to stop so I can enjoy this as long as possible.
“Use your tongue, baby. Circle the tip.” She does. “Fuck. I’m not sure what I’m getting off on more. The feel of your mouth on me or the sight of my cock disappearing between your lips.”
At my words, she sucks harder.
It’s all I can do to keep my eyes open so I don’t miss a second.
With my cock in one hand, I fist her hair with the other. I’m in total control as I press into her mouth. Her eyes widen and peer up at me, but I don’t stop. I go slow, inch by inch. She can’t take all of me, but it’s not for a lack of trying.
She likes it.
“No, baby.” I give her hair a tug and shake my head. “I’ll control it.”
She stills.
“Suck,” I demand and slide in farther. “And enjoy it.”
Her eyes fall shut as I feel the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat.
“Good girl,” I croon. “So fucking good.”
I let go of my cock to stroke her face, brush the water away from her eyes, and guide myself.
She sucks. Licks. And strokes me with her tongue. She finds her stride, and I silently vow to never let her go.
I push in and out. We find a rhythm. That is until I can’t control my breathing and feel my balls tighten.
No way am I going to come in her mouth the first time.
I pull out. She’s so surprised and was sucking so hard, there’s a pop when my engorged head exits her swollen lips.
“Did I do something wrong?” she exclaims on a whisper.
I shake my head and angle my cock toward her chest. “No, baby. That was so fucking good.”
My breathing is shallower than hers as I pump my cock. She’s still got her arms behind her back as I brace myself on the wall. It’s all I can do to stay silent when my cum decorates her tits.
Her eyes flare as she looks from her chest to me. It’s the last thing I see before I tip my head back to the ceiling and close my eyes.
Damn.