Page 67 of Tempting Frankie
I groan as my balls tighten, drawing up closer to my body. My hips thrust involuntarily, seeking more friction. Francesca sees her opening and lunges forward, managing to catch one of my heavy balls between her lips.
“Fuck!” I curse as her hot mouth engulfs me. Her tongue swirls expertly, sending jolts of electricity up my spine. My cock jerks, a thick drop landing on her cheek.
Grabbing a fistful of her hair, I’m torn between yanking her away and shoving myself further into that talented mouth. “You sneaky little minx,” I growl.
She hums in response, the vibrations nearly making my knees buckle. I'm so close to the edge, my orgasm threatening to crash over me at any moment. But I'm not ready to give her the satisfaction just yet.
With a herculean effort, I pull away from her eager mouth. She whines at the loss, straining against the ropes. “Please, Daddy,” she begs, all traces of brattiness gone from her voice. “I need you. I'll be good, I promise.”
I smirk down at her, drinking in the sight of her flushed cheeks and wild eyes. “Oh baby,” I purr. “We're just getting started.”
I climb off Francesca, shucking off my pants and boxers. My cock stands at full attention, aching for relief. I grab her bound body, shifting her until her head hangs off the edge of the bed.
“Stay just like that,” I growl. “You're gonna be Daddy's little throat cock sleeve. Keep that pretty mouth nice and wide for me.”
Francesca's lips part obediently, her eyes glazed with lust. I grip the base of my shaft, guiding the swollen head to her waiting mouth. With a groan, I push forward, feeling the wet heat engulf me.
“Fuck, that's it,” I pant as I slide deeper. “Take it all, sweetheart.”
Her throat constricts around me as I bottom out, my heavy balls resting against her nose. I hold there for a moment, savoring the sensation of being fully sheathed in her. Then I start to move, pumping my hips in a steady rhythm.
Francesca gags slightly, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes, but she doesn't tap out. Her tongue works the underside of me as I fuck her face relentlessly.
“Such a good little cocksucker,” I praise, cupping her cheek tenderly even as I ram myself down her throat. “You love choking on Daddy's big dick, don't you?”
She moans around my length; the vibrations sending shivers of pleasure up my spine. I increase my pace, my balls slapping against her face with each brutal thrust.
“Gonna fill that belly with my cum since you won’t give me a fucking baby,” I growl. “Paint your insides white.”
My fingers tangle in her hair, holding her head steady as I use her mouth for my pleasure. Saliva dribbles down her chin, soaking the sheets beneath us. The wet, sloppy sounds of my cock plunging in and out of her throat fill the room.
I'm getting close, pressure building at the base of my spine. With a roar, I slam home one final time, burying myself to the hilt. My cock pulses, shooting thick ropes of cum straight down Francesca's throat.
“Swallow it all,” I command hoarsely. “Don't waste a single drop.”
She struggles to keep up, her throat working frantically to gulp down my load. When I finally pull out, she gasps for air, coughing slightly.
I smirk down at her, admiring the debauched sight—her face flushed, lips swollen, mascara streaking her cheeks. “Now that's a good little cum dumpster,” I murmur approvingly.
But we're far from finished. My cock is already twitching back to life, ready for round two.
I untie just enough of the intricate rope work to flip Francesca over, manhandling her pliant body until she's on her knees, chest pressed to the mattress. Her ass is raised high, a perfect target. I quickly retie the ropes, securing her in this vulnerable position.
“Fuck, look at you,” I growl, running my hands over the globes of her ass. Her torn leggings are soaked through, a dark wet patch spreading between her thighs. “Your greedy little cunt is just dripping for me.”
I tear the fabric further, exposing her glistening pussy lips to my hungry gaze. My finger traces her slit, gathering her slick arousal. “So fucking wet,” I murmur, bringing my hand to my mouth to taste her essence. “Sweet as honey.”
Francesca whimpers, trying to push back against me, but the ropes hold her firmly in place. “Please, Daddy,” she begs. “I need you inside me.”
“Oh, I know you do, baby,” I chuckle darkly. “But first, I'm going to play with this pretty pussy until you're sobbing.”
I spread her ass cheeks wide, exposing her most intimate places to my gaze. Her cunt beckons, puffy and swollen with need. I lean in close, blowing a stream of cool air across her heated flesh. Francesca jerks in her bonds, a needy moan escaping her lips.
“Look at how your slutty hole clenches,” I muse, watching her pussy flutter. “So desperate to be filled.”
I trace my tongue along her slit, savoring her tangy sweetness. Francesca cries out, her hips bucking futilely against her restraints. I delve deeper, lapping at her clit with firm, steady strokes.
“Fuck!” she gasps. “Oh god, don't stop!”
