Without a word I comply, ripping my dress off over my head, and reaching behind me to unclasp my bra before flinging it across the room.
“Is that better?” I tease, now on the floor in front of him completely naked.
“Much better,” he assures me.
Unbuckling his pants, I struggle with his pants button before freeing his anaconda of a cock. As he falls free, I catch his heavy length in my hand and sigh in a mix of relief and satisfaction. I’m so happy to have him but also anxious to finally taste him.
Licking the shaft of his member with the flat of my tongue, I watch as he shifts his weight from one foot to the next, preparing himself for me. Taking the tip of my tongue, I lick the base of his cock before leaning between his legs to take both of his balls into my mouth. Carter spreads his legs further, making room for me as I massage him with my tongue.
“Suck them,” he groans, and I balance myself on my knees to gently suck his balls, careful not to touch his sensitive area with my teeth.
“Oh, yeah, baby. Now put my cock in your mouth,” he growls and I move around so that I’m directly in front of him again. He’s taller than me, so on my knees I'm the perfect height for blowing him. His cock falls right at my eye level as I lean forward to take him in my mouth before quickly dropping him. Again, I take his dangerously erect member into my mouth, and again I stop almost immediately.
“Suck me, Ashley,” he pleads, and I must admit I like the sound of the begging in his voice. He’s usually so dominating and commanding, any change in that is always a shock and welcomed change for me.
Instead of doing what he asks, I decide to torture him a bit more. By now he can tell what I’m doing and he seems to be both amused and annoyed by my constant need to build him up, but delayed gratification can be fun, and it makes him cum like a geyser. So, I take him deep into my throat this time, letting him hit the back of my throat. He groans loudly when I hum with his cock in my throat, the sensation causing his cock to vibrate a little.
And then I slide him out of my mouth again. His eyes drop down to me and I glare back up at him, challenging him with every ounce of willpower I have as he looks on with a vicious lust. The truth is, I’m dying to suck him off as much as he wants to feel my warm, wet tongue sliding up and down the length of his steel rod. I have to slow myself for both of us, because I want to savor the moment, and although he doesn’t know it yet, he’ll thank me for it later.
“Ashley,” he groans and I look up with innocent eyes as if I’m completely unaware of why he would growl my name.
“What baby?” I ask, taking his cock in my hand before landing a wet and loud kiss on the tip.
“Suck it, baby,” he pleads, and the tone of his voice, the need, makes me wet. My thighs squeeze together to add a little pressure to my throbbing clit.
“I am, Carter. This is the warm-up,” I reason, but he doesn’t seem impressed.
“I’m warmed up, baby. Let me feel your throat,” he says, rocking his hips forward, begging me to suck him off.
“I will, baby. You’re going to feel every inch of me,” I promise him, looking deeply into his eyes.
Opening my mouth as wide as possible, I sheath my teeth and slide his hard cock down my throat. He hardens against my tongue as a loud gasp escapes him.
I’m sure he didn’t expect me to be able to deep throat all twelve inches of his manhood, but I have no problem taking all of him. He tastes amazing, the perfect blend of sweet and salty. I have to remind myself to go slow, not wanting him to cum too quickly. No, I want to drag this out so I can always remember this. More importantly, I want the first time I sucked him dry to be ingrained in his brain.
As a man that’s got his cock sucked every week for the past five years, he’s no stranger to a good blowjob, so I have to be purposeful in my technique, making sure to make no mistakes.
“Ah, fuck! Yeah, baby. Just like that,” he groans as I slowly pull him up from my throat.
My glands tickle and the back of my mouth water as my tongue begins to swim in a pool of saliva. My gag reflex kicked in. Cocking my head back, I launch a huge glob of spit on his cock, and his eyes look ready to bust out of his head.
“Good girl,” he beams, looking down at me.
Lowering his hand, he gently removes a few stray hairs from my face as I begin to bob and twist my head, his cock a slippery mess of pre-cum and saliva. There’s a loud sucking sound coming from my sloppy job, and the way he’s biting his lip while his hips surge forward tells me that he likes it.
“Fuck yeah, Ashley. Suck it good, baby,” he coaches me, his hand now resting on the back of my head as I find my rhythm, rocking my head forward and backward while twisting from side to side, working my hands on the base of his length to jack him while I suck the tip.
“Touch yourself,” he says weakly, and I drop one of my hands from his cock, moving to my breast to twist my nipple between two fingers. He’s watching me intently, his hips continually rocking forward, as his hand guides my mouth to his member.
“Mmm … touch lower, baby,” he groans, and I run my hand down my flat stomach until landing between my legs, gliding over my engorged clitoris to trace my slimy pussy lips. I'm soaking wet for him, and my finger slips inside of me with no effort at all.
“That’s it, baby. Work us both over,” he instructs and I do as he asks, sucking him with everything I’ve got while sliding the finger in and out of me.
My God, this feels amazing. Honestly, I could've cum just from sucking him off. Giving him pleasure turns me on so much, I could climax from it alone, but now that he has me pleasuring myself, it
’s the best of both worlds. The vibrations are building in my stomach and I’m ready for yet another orgasm as I struggle to focus on his throbbing cock in my mouth.
“Oh, fuck! Take it all,” he orders, his hips lunging forward, and I bring my other hand back to his raging cock, gripping him with both hands as I shove him down my throat, twisting my head to run my tongue around his base. I can tell his own waves are building and his release is just around the corner, despite the fact that I haven’t even increased my pace yet.