I’ve never been so turned on in my life.
That is, until her lips find the tip of my length, sending sparks of electricity shooting through my entire body and my pleasure into a whole new dimension.
Desire takes my body hostage. And I can’t stop myself from grabbing her, pulling her close, and plunging inside her mouth. She groans as she takes me deeper in her mouth, her lips moving over my length. It’s so damn hot that it feels like I could come on the spot. I’ve imagined moments like this a thousand times, but nothing compares to the feeling of Tara’s mouth wrapped around my cock. It feels like nothing could ever top this.
I can sense her nerves as she begins to move, her head slowly bobbing as she takes in my length, but I’m a patient man. I’ve waited forty years for this moment, and I can wait a little longer now.
It still feels incredible, her mouth hot on my length, her movements getting more and more confident with each passing second. I groan and grip her hair, showing my appreciation.
I want her to know how perfect she is. I bet she has no idea, but by the time I’m done with her, I’m going to make sure she knows.
Within a few minutes, Tara is sucking on me like she was made to pleasure me. She’s so damn good that I feel like I could come just from the little moans she makes.
I pull her harder to me and she doesn’t complain, looking up at me innocently as she takes me like a pro. How is it possible that she still looks so angelic while she’s doing these dirty things to me?
I never want her to stop. The wetness of her tongue, the sound of my cock meeting the back of her throat, the willingness of her body to accommodate mine…it’s so perfect. She takes me deeper and deeper into her mouth, my member disappearing inside her tiny mouth. It shouldn’t work, and yet it’s like magic. She gags a little as my cock hits the back of her throat, but she only seems to become hungrier for me, taking more of me in and showing me exactly what I’ve been missing all these years.
It’s too much. I’m so close to the edge, close to spilling my hot seed all the way down the back of her throat. It’s been so worth the wait, for my Tara to come along. She’s the only one I want to see like this, on her knees, on my bed, taking my cock deep into her mouth.
She’s mine, now, and only mine. It feels like this was meant to happen. Like every single moment in my life led up to this one moment of climax, of intimacy, of pleasure.
And now I’m certain I’m never letting her go.
I know I won’t last. Not when she feels so damn good. She’s taking me so deep now that her eyes are closed to concentrate, breathing deep through her nose. I love watching. She’s so fucking beautiful without even knowing it. I can feel my seed rising up my shaft, ready, and she seems to know it too because she gives a final push. My cock is right at the back of her throat and all I can do is groan and grunt trying to hold back.
“I’m going to come,” I growl, my hand lost in her hair again. She doesn’t stop, doesn’t even open her eyes. She’s so lost in giving me pleasure that she doesn’t want to stop, only keeps sucking, her movements perfect. And it’s too much for me to handle. Too hot to allow me to look away.
Before I can stop myself, I’m spilling my load down the back of her throat. She gasps, caught off guard, she was so lost in pleasuring me, making me feel so good. Pulling back a little and all I can do is watch as my essence spills out of her mouth, coating her tongue and her lips. She’s shocked by the sheer amount, but she swallows it down desperately, finally looking up at me to see if she’s pleased me. And fuck, she has.
I groan, unable to believe how hot he is and she doesn’t even know it. I clamber onto the bed with her, dominating her body as I hover over her.
“You have no idea how fucking hot that was,” I growl into her neck.
She giggles nervously.
“So it was okay?”
“More than okay. You’re amazing, Tara.” I pause, looking down at her wide, innocent eyes.
I want her more than I did even before, even though my load is spent. I still want to touch her, to pleasure her, to go all night if she’ll let me.
I’ve got nothing, but time for her.
“You’re mine now, Tara,” I growl. I lean in to kiss her lips, tasting myself on her, but I don’t care one bit. I want whatever she has to offer me. She moans against my lips, her body trembling in anticipation of what comes next.