“What did I say,” he began, but before he could finish his sentence, his cock was out and into my mouth.
“Ahh!” he hissed.
I slid him deeply into my mouth, to the point where his dick h
it the back of my throat. I hummed a little, making his balls vibrate with pleasure.
He put one hand behind me, gripping the wall, as I pulled him out of my mouth slightly, lightly licking and playing with the tip. I nibbled slightly on it, biting gently on his soft spot underneath before shoving him back inside my mouth and sucking hard and fast.
“You have to stop or I’m gonna come,” Dillon nearly shouted.
I began tugging on his balls and pulled him deeper and faster into my mouth. I could feel him tighten up, and then he emptied himself into my throat.
I stood up, feeling pretty proud of myself, and scanned the floor for my dress.
“You think this is over?” he growled.
I looked over at him, and he was already half-mast again. He pulled me towards him and pushed my underwear down. His fingers were inside my pussy before I even had a chance to respond. He twirled them in and out of me, his thumb circling my clit the entire time. Just as I was about to climax, he pulled them out of me, and put them into his mouth.
“Mm, you taste good.” He grinned before kissing me, hard, so I could taste my own juices on his lips.
He put three fingers back into me, and began pumping them back and forth inside me. My wetness ran down his hand, and he moved his thumb from my clit to my ass, lightly running his finger around the hole. I had never done this before, but it felt forbidden and good.
“You like this?” he asked.
I nodded, so he took his fingers out of my pussy, and then slid one into my ass. The fullness of just one finger made me gasp.
The moisture from my pussy on his fingers allowed him to slide two fingers inside my rosebud.
“Oh my God,” I moaned, and that made him smile.
He leaned down, and, with his fingers still in my ass, began licking my clit. The combination of the two sensations brought me close to orgasm. He stuck his tongue inside me, and began tongue fucking my pussy, and fingering my other hole at the same time.
“I’m so close!” I gasped, and he began to move even faster, which caused my orgasm to explode on his tongue.
He stood up, and mashed my mouth onto his. Our tongues danced furiously, and I could feel his erection pressing against my bare thigh.
Not removing his lips from mine, he lifted me up and pressed me against the wall, slamming his cock into me. I gasped at the sudden intrusion, and he began to pound. My back scraped against the wall, but it felt good in a sadistic sort of way. There was nothing for me to grab onto behind me, so I wrapped my legs around his torso, gripped his thick shoulders, and let him take me for a ride.
He lifted me higher and pushed deeper into me, repeatedly hitting my g-spot.
“Oh, Dillon!” I screamed out.
That only made him go faster, pumping and fucking me harder and faster. Just as I was about to reach my second orgasm, he abruptly pulled out… again.
“Dude, what the hell?” I asked.
He didn’t respond, just flipped me around so that my hands were braced against the wall this time, and slid back into me, tugging on my dark strands.
I bent all the way over and moved my hands down to my ankles, which forced him into me even deeper.
He groaned, and began a frenzied pump, slamming his cock into me over and over. I pulled one of my hands up from my ankle, and began rubbing my clit in tune with his cock.
He turned us around so that his back was against the brick, and so I could take over for a bit. I began slowly and agonizingly sliding him in and out of me, stopping just for a second with only his tip inside me.
“I give you control, and this is what you do?” he asked. “Fuck it.”
He picked me back up, and slammed into me, furiously pumping. I laid my hand on my clit, and fingered myself to the same rhythm. I could feel my orgasm building.