Keira
T hat Mywas inexperiencemind-blowingshinessex. bright because I didn’t even know that was
possible. I had no idea you could ride a guy’s covered cock and come your head off. That blew dry
humping my pillow way out of the water. I thought I knew him, but Rhys ke eps me guessing. He’s
dirtier than I could’ve imagined. In the same breath, he’s also attentive, sweet and caring. My
boyfriend’s two opposite sides make him more irresistible and I’m not above admitting I’m falling for
him more and more. Rhys, the protector, is endearing. Rhys, the domineering seducer, is indomitable.
Inexorable, even. Rhys, the lover, is intoxicating. The man fucks like a rock star. I guess I should say a
rap star. All these tantalizing thoughts swarm in my head as he pushes me down to my knees. I slide
down the bed to the floor, too eager for my own good. “Pull me out,” he says. My eyes land on his
crotch and gasp, mortified. “Did I do that?” “You did,” he nods. “Your dripping wet pussy marked
me.” “God, that’s so embarrassing.” “It’s hot as fuck that you respond so beautifully to me. It tells me
you want me as much as I want you.” His eyes drop to his crotch. “I gave you a command.” “Oh, yeah,
I get to play with your cock.” He chuckles.
He lifts his hips off the bed, making it easy for me to slide his boxer briefs down his legs.
And then, his cock is right there in front of me, massive, impressive, bulging, mouthwatering, the veins
throbbing in fury, the tip a tantalizing shade of purplish-red.
All mine. “Take care of your boyfriend.” I obey. I lower my head, my lips sliding down his cock. “Oh
fuck,” he says, and my heart swells for him. I bob my head. His thighs go tense and he widens his
stance. “That’s it, work your hot little mouth up and down my fat cock, you filthy slut.”
Filthy slut? Fuck, that’s hot. Pleasure courses through me knowing I do that to him. “Take me de ep,
baby.” With one hand gripping his base, I swallow a few more inches of his cock.
I’m elated by the sounds of my slobbering mouth gliding up and down his raging erection.
He fists the longer strands of my hair and tightens his grip, forcing a throaty whine out of me.
“You’re a vision—your lips wrapped around my cock, your head bobbing up and down, the curve of
your waist, your ass––fuck, your ass–– the fishnet stockings, and the heels. You’re my wet dream
come true.”
His praise fuels me and boosts my confidence. I moan and take him in as far as I can. He thrusts
between my lips in controlled movements. “I never want this to end,” he says. And I can’t help but
wonder if he’s talking about the blowjob or us. “Jesus, you’re gonna pump the cum right out of my
balls with your filthy mouth,” he says. “I’m not going to let you take me down so easily. You’re going
to have to work a little harder for it.”
And I do. I suck his cock with urgency, grazing his hard flesh with my teeth.
His groans and grunts and curses ignite my clit. “Goddamn, your mouth.” My hand pumps his cock in
a rhythmic motion, matching my head bob. I work him harder, determined to break him.
His hands tighten around my shoulders and he pulls his cock out of my mouth.
I look up into fierce blue eyes. “Am I doing it wrong?” “You’re doing it more than right,” he says.
“Why did you stop?” “Because I need to fuck your mouth.” He lifts his hips off the bed and angling his
body with one hand against the mattress and the other hand on top of my head.
I brace myself for the assault, but it’s in vain. He uses the leverage to his advantage, forcing himself
into my mouth.
Jesus. I choke and gag over his cock, tears welling in my eyes. “You need a minute?” I shake my head.
“Good girl.” He resumes his mission, slides de eper into my mouth, driving himself with such force, I
gag again.
He pulls free, my saliva dripping from his cock end. “You okay, dimples?” His length and girth are
overwhelming. When we perform a sixty-nine and I’m on top, I’m in control. On my knees like this,
he robs me of the privilege.
I manage a nod and open my mouth wide for him. “Such a good little slut,” he says, and my pussy
flutters ins response. With one hand on top of my head, he eases his cock back between my lips.
“You can do this, baby,” he says. I can. I will do this. He fucks my mouth, easing de eper with each
slow thrust. When his cock touches the back of my throat it brings tears to my eyes but I don’t gag this
time.
My eyes are fixed on his. So blue. Icy blue. His gritted jaw.
My God. I almost gag on a de eper thrust. My lover doesn’t back down. He dominates the cadence. He
dominates my mouth. He dominates me. With his hand holding my head in place, there’s nowhere for
me to go. I can only submit.
His massive cock throbs in my mouth. He reaches down and wipes tears from my eyes with his thumb.
“My cock is so fucking hard because, goddammit, you look so beautiful with it in your mouth.”
My pussy flutters again and my clit throbs back to life. But I just came hard. “You turn me into a
ravenous beast,” he says and starts pumping into my mouth, slow and steady. “I’ve never experienced
anything as hot as this before. It’s a first for me.”
I’m in awe. With his considerable experience, I’m baffled I could be his first anything.
“I’m not gonna last long,” he says. I nod my understanding. “You’re such a good little girl, I might
have to ke ep you.” Yes, please. I nod again. He chuckles. “You want to stay here with me?” I don’t
have time to answer. He rams inside my mouth with powerful thrusts, pressing my head down,
choking me over his cock.
“You want me to use your mouth like this every single night, slut? Is that why you want to stay?”
I whimper around his cock, the buildup at my core unmistakable. My clit tingles with need. I can feel
my juices leaking from me. Holy shit. I had no idea it was possible to come while giving a guy a
blowjob. I’m not even touching myself.
His hips rock back and forth. He’s merciless, his cock pumping hard and quick into my mouth.
I’m drooling with every thrust, saliva dripping onto my tits. Dear God. “Fuck, I’m struggling here,” he
says through gritted teeth. His cock throbs inside my mouth. He’s about to explode. I’m not sure what
takes over me, but I cup his balls and squeeze gently. He lets out a feral grunt that makes my pussy cry.
My body is tight with tension, begging to burst. “What the fuck are you doing to me, Keira?” There’s a
tinge of vulnerability in his voice. “This is it. I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come. I’m gonna— Oh,
fuck. Oh, baby. Oh God.”
Grunting and gasping with his massive cock throbbing between my lips, Rhys fills my mouth with his
cum.
I moan on his cock, drinking every last drop. It’s a struggle because there’s so much of it.
Dear God. This is so fucking hot. In a heated rush, my fingers find my clit. I rub myself like a woman
possessed. It doesn’t take long. The buildup inside me erupts like a bomb just went off. Gasping for
air, I dive over the edge, giving in to the sheer force of my blinding climax, blabbing in incoherent
words around a mouthful of cock.