Page 4 of Grease Monkey

I licked, sucked, and nibbled until she was moaning and squirming for more. Her cream coated my tongue. The more I had of her, the more I wanted. I knew I wouldn’t be satisfied until I was balls deep inside of her and she was screaming my name. No way in hell she was leaving this office until I’d claimed her thoroughly. I was going to ruin her for every other man.

My Lady Guinevere made the sweetest noise as she came on my lips and I sucked her clit until tremors wracked her body. Rising to my feet, I gave her a moment to catch her breath. When those blue eyes met mine, I knew that I had her right where I wanted her. That one look said everything I needed to know. She wanted me, needed me, and I was going to make sure she never needed anyone else ever again. I figured access to my cock day and night was a fair trade off for Daddy’s money. I only hoped she agreed.

Pre-cum dribbled from the head of my cock, and it pulsed in perfect rhythm with my heartbeat. My Guinevere sank to her knees in front of me. It was hot as fuck seeing her like that, all flushed from her orgasm and submitting to me. Her small, soft hand gripped my cock as she brought those sweet lips closer. Her little tongue flicked out and lapped the tip of my dick before sucking me between those succulent lips.

“That’s it, princess.” I flexed my hips and sank a little further into her mouth, bumping the back of her throat. I knew she couldn’t take all of me, not without gagging, but what she did manage to suck felt fucking fantastic.

She hummed and moaned around my dick, and I knew I wouldn’t last.

“That’s it, baby. Suck me like a good girl.”

Her hips wiggled at my words, and I wondered if she was even wetter than before. Maybe my princess liked being told what to do. She braced a hand on my hip, her nails lightly biting into my skin. That small tick of pain was enough to make my balls draw up. I knew I was going to come at any moment, no matter how much I wished this could last forever.

“I’m gonna come, baby, and you’re going to take it all. You understand?”

She hummed again, making my grit my teeth for control.

“Take every fucking drop, princess.”

I gripped her hair and took away what little control she had, fucking her mouth with long, deep strokes. She moaned again, and it set me off like a rocket. Spurts of cum bathed her mouth and throat, my hips pumping until every last drop was drained from my balls. Fuck! For a virgin, she sucked cock like a pro.

“Get up here, baby.”

I helped her to her feet, slamming my mouth down on hers, our tastes mingling as my tongue thrust between her lips. Her body melted against me as one leg curled around my hip. Just feeling her soft curves pressed against me was enough to make me hard again. I started to wonder if I’d ever get enough of her, or if I’d walk around with a hard-on for the rest of my life.

I lifted her against me and braced her back against the office door. Her legs went around my waist, and my cock brushed against her wet pussy. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I knew it was inevitable. At least, that’s what I’d heard. I’d never actually taken a virgin before. On my side of town, they were a little rare. Hell, half the girls I’d known ended up pregnant or in prostitution by the age of fifteen. I might not live on the south side of town anymore, but it didn’t change the fact I’d grown up there.

“We do this, and you’re mine.” I stared into her eyes. “You have to tell me what you want, princess.”

“I want you.” Her fingers caressed my pecs. “I want you to take me, to make me yours.”

I claimed her lips as I slowly sank into her warmth, stretching those tight virgin walls. I felt the barrier of her innocence and pushed through. My Guinevere cried out, and I kissed away the tears that trickled down her cheeks. It took every bit of control I possessed to hold still and let her body adjust to my size, but slowly she relaxed. A few slow strokes and she was begging for more.

“Please, Lance. I need…”

“What do you need, princess? You’ve already got my cock. What else do you want?”

“Harder.”

“Deeper?” I growled softly and nipped her jaw. “You want me to fuck you hard and deep? Is that it, princess?”

She nodded and made the sweetest sounds.

I took her like a man possessed, and maybe I was. Nothing had ever felt as incredible as my Guinevere. She was so fucking tight, so wet. So mine! I wasn’t even sure if she’d realized I’d taken her bare. I knew I was clean, and since she was an innocent I didn’t have to worry about her carrying anything. I’d wanted that skin on skin contact more than anything. It was my first time going bareback, and as fucking fantastic, as it felt, I was never going back. Fuck condoms! Maybe I’d get her pregnant and she’d be mine forever.

Guinevere came apart in my arms, her release coating my cock as I nearly fucked myself into a coma. I knew I was about to come, and I wasn’t about to hold back. One thing was for certain though, once wasn’t going to be enough.

“Tell me you want my cum, princess. Beg me for it.”

She whimpered. “I want your cum.”

“You want me to fill this pussy up?’

“God, yes. Yes, Lance!”

It was all the encouragement I needed. I felt like I busted a nut I came so fucking hard, filling her with everything I had. When I pulled out, I watched as some of it dribbled down her thighs. I carried her over to the desk and laid her out on it, spreading her thighs to look at that pretty pussy dripping with our combined releases. I’d never seen anything sexier.

There was a tinge of blood of my cock, the proof of her innocence, and fuck if it didn’t just make me hard again. I’d never understood those poor fuckers who were all possessive of their women and shit. I’d enjoyed plenty of women in my time, my first when I was only fourteen, but they’d never been more than a temporary stress reliever, just a way to get off without using my hand. But Lady Guinevere was something else.

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