God, he was seducing me and I was letting him.
Our eyes met and closed as he returned to my lips, tasting me a little more, opening his mouth a tiny touch more, still not insistent.
I ran my hands over his chest, feeling the muscles there, feeling delicate when my lust kicked in a little more. I knew I wanted him now. I felt desired, beautiful, safe and suddenly very aroused. I gripped his bicep hard, feeding off his masculine body as I shifted closer to him, sliding down onto the bed. I kissed him harder now, poking just the tip of my tongue through my own lips. He met my tongue with his, gently touching it, circling it, not pushing, just flicking his tongue undermine.
“You should take your shirt off.” he whispered, looking into my eyes. Nodding, I grabbed the hem of my tank top and pulled it over my head, exposing my bare chest to him.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous” he whispered, before his lips touched mine again.
My hand gravitated towards his defined, naked, muscular chest, while his own hands slid down my bare arms, down my back, gripping slightly as he felt me shiver. He caressed my stomach, just idly stroking me above the hem of my jean shorts.
I nuzzled his neck, feeling a bit naughty.
“Take your shorts off baby,” he said.
Staying on the bed, I unbuttoned and unzipped the fly of my shorts, thumbed them down to my knees before kicking them off.
“Fuck, your perfect,” he grinned, seeing that I wasn’t wearing any panties.
His hand slid along my inner thigh, coming close to my warm pussy but not touching it, teasing me. I opened my thighs more and slid my own hand down, gently brushing his hard cock still covered in his boxers. Gripping his thigh and squeezing more muscle.
I broke off the deep kiss, ready to move on.
I was moist, aroused and so very ready to get fucked.
I kissed each of his nipples as I moved down his chest with my mouth, kissing his stomach carefully around his incision. Lorenzo laid back against the pillows and said nothing as I moved above him, trailing kisses down his body to the elastic band of his boxers. Gently stroking his penis through his boxers, his cock was hard, barely contained in the soft fabric. Shifting totally above his crotch, I gently pulled his boxers down and over his penis, seeing his hard cock as it popped out.
I stroked him gently a few times, watching it twitch in response and move about, which fascinated me in an immature, girlish way. Looking at his beautiful dick, I wanted to examine it, study it, and play with it. I wanted to memorize every inch of his dick, watch as the head leaked pre-cum with the simple touch of my hand as I stroked him.
His cock was truly a beautiful masterpiece.
“Uh, baby. Play later. Suck now.” He growled.
Looking up at him, I grinned, before I gently sucked the head of his cock into my mouth.
He tasted delicious, very masculine, as his cock swelled in my mouth. Holding it there, feeling him swell, gently sucking. I rubbed under his glans with my tongue, feeling the sensitive ridge, slightly flicking the soft little hole at the tip, exploring the head with my tongue.
I looked up to see his face and his head fell back onto the pillow with his fingers lightly running through my hair. I moved my mouth down lower onto his shaft, taking his cock further into my mouth. The thickness of his cock slid past my tongue, as I was careful to cover my teeth with my lips. Softly, gently, I moved my mouth up and down. I was just plain horny now and savoring the taste of his penis.
I felt selfish and wanton. I wanted to taste him completely.
I switched gears slightly and added a hand to the base of his cock, allowing my saliva to coat his hard shaft. Once slick, I moved my hand up and down to follow my mouth, locking my lips around his cock and sucking hard.
Lorenzo moaned and grabbed my hair forcefully as my other hand cupped his testicles, full and high in response to my blowjob and almost ready.
“Holy fuck baby!” He roared, as I took him deep into my mouth, my tongue licking him from balls to tip on my way up. I felt his body shiver and grinned.
I concentrated on sucking the swollen head of his cock in and out, rapidly bobbing my head up and down while my hand fisted around his slick base and pumped him hard. After a few minutes, I felt his balls contract as he shouted, “Fuck Donatella! Don’t stop!”
His cockhead became hard like a ball and suddenly his sperm, hot, thick and sticky, shot into my mouth. It sounds strange to say but the whole experience was very feminine and intimate, more so than the act of sex itself. His balls and shaft pulsed a few more times and more sperm shot after the first load. I moved my mouth back down his shaft, so his cock was pumping directly into the back of my throat.
I gulped down everything, thirsty for more.
A few more hot, hard spurts of cum spewed from the tip into my mouth and I swallowed it greedily. My pussy was completely drenched now.
Before I could do anything else, I found myself flat on my back. A growl teased my ears, as he hovered over me, his still hard cock digging into my hip.
“You are a vixen.”