Page 59 of The Teacher of Nothing
“Just lick and suck on it. You’ll get the hang of it. Besides, I’m going to distract you so you don’t worry your pretty little head off.”
The heat of his mouth on my pussy has me groaning. He licks me from my clit all the way to my asshole, his fingers digging into my hips. I’m momentarily blinded by bliss.
“Told you,” he says, words hot against my flesh. “See if you can drive me just as crazy as I’m about to drive you.”
Emboldened, I take his engorged cock in my small hand. I attempt to make my fingers touch, but he’s too thick. I’m amazed and simultaneously worried about how this thing is supposed to fit inside my body. With a flick of my tongue, I tentatively lick at the glistening pre-cum, tasting his salty seed. His groan is downright feral.
“You’re going to fucking kill me,” he rasps out. “My sweet, sweet darling girl.”
I melt at his praise and throw myself into the task of making him feel good. I’ve never given head before, but it can’t be that hard. I know the logistics of it. Kind of like kissing, but with more sucking and less biting.
Bliss explodes inside me. Speaking of biting, he’s nibbling on my clit. It’s incredibly distracting, but it also motivates me to do the same to him. I moan around his crown, laving my tongue over his slit. This move has his hips bucking up, pushing his thickness deeper into my mouth. Because he’s so massive, I can’t take him very far without my teeth interfering. He doesn’t seem bothered by the scrape along his sensitive flesh because he’s slowly fucking my mouth like he can’t help himself.
I love the way his cock feels in my hand, throbbing and hot, now slick with my saliva. His hair at the base is dark and trimmed short. It makes me wonder if it’ll feel similar to the way his face scruff feels between my thighs. Will he rub me raw with it?
His thumb pushes inside me, causing me to gasp in surprise. I find myself rocking against it, needing to feel him deeper.
“This pussy is so fucking perfect,” he rumbles. “Come on my tongue, beautiful, so I can finally put my cock inside you.”
I moan, licking and sucking at his crown, letting his words intoxicate me. It doesn’t take much more of his sloppy, wet attention on my pussy for me to come undone. I cry out around his cock as my legs shake so hard, the bed vibrates beneath us.
“Good girl,” he growls and smacks my ass. “Now lie down on the bed.”
Dizzied by the pleasure, I follow his command, collapsing onto the bed beside him. With hooded eyes, I watch as he sits up on his haunches and grabs for the lube. He drenches his fingers and then edges closer to me.
“Spread your legs, sweetheart. I need to get you ready for me.”
I want him to just fuck me already, but I also don’t want it to hurt. I’ve had his cock in my mouth. From the dicks I’ve seen on the internet, his is much, much bigger in comparison.
He slides his middle finger inside me, fucking my hole slowly, with a heated expression on his face. I get sucked into staring at his eyes, nose, and parted lips. God, he’s so handsome.
“More,” I urge, fisting the sheets, unsure what to do with my hands. “Please.”
His lips curl into a devious grin. “Happy to.”
My eyes flutter closed as he pushes another finger inside me. The way he moves now is with purpose, as though he’s stretching me with his fingers, scissoring them with each dive. I’m lost to the sensations, completely blissed out, when sharp pain alerts me to the fact he’s pushing another finger inside. It feels like too much.
“Ahhh,” I whimper. “It hurts.”
He pulls his fingers out, pours another generous amount of lube on them, and then goes back to his efforts. This time, the third finger doesn’t burn so much.
“I want you,” I plead. “No more fingers. Just you.”
“You sure?”
“Yes. Please.”
He slides his fingers out of me, leaving me feeling empty, before fumbling with a condom. I watch, captivated by the sexiness of it, as he rips the foil wrapper away and rolls therubber onto his enormous cock. It stretches over him, looking almost painful.
“Does that hurt?”
He chuckles. “Nope. And it’s about to feel really, really good.”
“Would it feel better without it?”
“Fuck. Don’t tempt me, sweetheart. The way I’m feeling right now, I want to fuck you raw and get you pregnant. That way, you’ll be mine forever, no matter what happens.”
His words are crazy and unrealistic, but I like them. No, I love them.
