Nah.
Not possible.
I always assumed she’d been with at least one guy. I mean, for fuck’s sake, look at her, but her clumsy hand job and the way she’s devouring my cock with her eyes?
I’m starting to think she’s not just rusty.
Wait… what if the wine cellar was…
No, there’s no way that was her first kiss.
The questions slip my mind when she swallows hard and circles my shaft with her fist.
“Now what?” she asks.
“Spit in your hand,” I instruct, and her cheeks flare, but she obliges, spitting inside her palm and lowering her fist back onto me. I groan as she speeds up and down my length, the sensation already a hundred times better than when I was trapped inside my briefs.
I picture myself fucking each and every one of her holes, delving into her possibly virgin cunt, and shit…
I start shaking.
Throbbing between her fingers.
“Fuck, Dia. I need your mouth. Give me your mouth, baby.” I sound like a little bitch in agony to my own ears and have no doubt I must sound even worse to her. I don’t really expect her to do it. If I’m right and she’s a virgin, she might not be ready for a blowjob.
I nearly lose my mind when she kneels by my side and sucks the head of my cock into her mouth.
Yep, I’m done.
RIP, my balls.
She’s shy in the way she blows me, taking me deeper inch by inch until she accidentally chokes.
“That’s right, baby,” I grunt, twisting her slightly wet hair around my fist.
She moans at my comment, and I have to tap into every single drop of self-control in my body not to fuck her mouth. I mentally take back everything I said about her being a virgin when she twirls her tongue around me.
There’s no way she could suck my dick like that.
This can’t be her first time.
I see the sun rising in the background as her head bobs up and down with each stroke of her tongue. I want to slap myself when I forcefully push down onto her head and make her gag.
What the fuck am I doing?
She immediately pulls back, her glare suggesting I’ve gone too far. “Do that again and I’ll bite it off.”
I withdraw my hand from her hair on cue. “Shit, I’m sorry. You want to stop?”
I expect her to leave me hanging or make good on her promise and bite my dick off, but she doesn’t, hesitant to accept my apology. But I’m already losing my hard-on. Knowing I forced her into something she wasn’t into is enough to kill the mood, and she notices my cock shrinking.
“I didn’t say I wanted to stop. Just don’t push on my head again.” She draws the line and guides her tongue back to the head of my cock.
My erection is back in a microsecond, and fuck, I never thought I could be so turned on by a girl telling me off. Most girls I’ve been with didn’t set limits. They’d look up at me with my balls in their mouth, choking on all sorts of daddy issues, practically begging for a sliver of my affection.
But she wouldn’t bend her morals for my approval, and that shit right there is the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I throw my head back when she does theone thing I didn’t see coming.
She deep-throats me willingly.