The tip of his tongue connects with my clit and words are no longer possible as a quivering whimper falls from my lips. He lifts my ass in each of his hands, crushing my body to his eager mouth, growling into my spread pussy, the sound reverberating deep into my center.
“Keep reading,” he snarls, and I look down to see my shimmering wetness on his lips and chin.
His mouth returns, splitting me with his tongue before focusing again on my clit. My feet leave the bed and I bow my back, driving myself harder against the magic of his mouth while at the same time trying to focus on the words.
I gather all my strength and keep reading. “Today was the worst of the worst. I was in my fucking office, looking at pictures of her on my phone. Wonder if she has any idea that I’ve taken so many of her? That I beat off to these fantasies while looking at her sweet smiling face on my phone? She’s goddamn napalm to me. I was sitting trying to talk myself down but I knew it was impossible. I can’t even fucking do my job anymore because all I do is think of her, then beat off thinking of her, then growl and punch the wall thinking of her. Today, I imagined us in the park. Not any specific park, just a fucking park. I was pushing her on a swing. She had on this little yellow skirt and white shirt and I could see her nipples harden as I pressed my hands to her ass, pushing her higher and higher, listening to her squeal with del—iii—ight—”
My voice shakes, taking on a new pitch as Jack feasts between my legs, lapping and grunting as I feel the warm juices making sloppy sounds.
“Keep going,” he seethes, hot breath hitting my sensitive feminine flesh.
“I ca—can’t!”
The flat of his tongue takes a long, slow lick, making me gasp before he comes up for air. “It gets better, little Prima.”
With shaking breath, I force myself to keep reading. “I—I tell her in my fantasy it’s time to take another sort of ride—and she smiles and kicks her bare little feet in excitement. When the swing finally slows, I move around to watch her from the front, her dark h—h—hair flying back and forth with the breeze. I grab the chains on the swing, bringing her to a stop. I can’t wait any longer and I reach down to free my hard length from the zipper of my pants and step forward. ‘Time to suck, baby. Daddy’s got a surprise for you if you do a good job.’, ‘I like your surprises, Daddy. Especially the creamy ones.’ ‘Then do your best. I’ll be sure to fill your slutty little m—mouth with all I have.’”
I squeeze my eyes shut on a yelp as Jack’s teeth rake against my clit. A drumbeat starts in my core. Something primal and rebellious grows inside me as I read and lay there, spread open for my dad’s best friend, my best friend’s father…so many things are wrong with what we are doing but there’s no denying how right it feels.
Without missing a beat, one of his hands comes up to point at the book, urging me to keep going.
“I don’t think I can! I’m—I’m…God, Jack…”
He doesn’t stop but points again, and I do my best to comply as his tongue dives deep, toying with my entrance.
“Fuck, her mouth is everything. She’s wrecking me, fucking wrecking me as she sits there on the swing, her mouth the p—perfect h—height to kiss the bead of cum slipping from the slit of my dick, moaning like it’s the sweetest candy she’s ever tasted. I look down, watching her lick around, lap and suck, cupping my balls, looking up at me like I’m the last human on the planet. The only man her mouth will ever taste. The only man she will ever kiss or kiss her. She pulls the pleasure from me like a salve as I buck my hips forward, shoving all of me between her sweet lips. ‘Look at me, little one.’ I order and her dark lashes flutter, her eye—eye—eyes pin to mine as tears start to roll down her cheeks, hollow with her effort. ‘I’m close, but don’t swallow. I want to see my load on that little tongue of yours first. You’re going to look so pretty holding my cum in your mouth.’”
My free hand drifts to grip Jack’s hair as I heave air in and out of my lungs.
“You taste better than any of my fantasies. Your pussy is prettier than any flower, tastier than any candy.” He pauses for only a moment before slipping one hand up my body and grabbing my breast. “Finish the story, baby. Be a good girl for me.”