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They say size doesn’t matter. Even if it did, it certainly would never be an issue for Dean. He’s large, not in a scary way where only the tip fits, but in a way that makes your eyes water as he enters you, stretching you little by little until the tip of his dick kisses your cervix.
That’s talking about intercourse.
Having him in my mouth is something totally different. Slow and steady is the key. At first I take in only the head, sliding my tongue over his velvety skin. Then I take in a little more, feeling him touch the back of my mouth. I suck as he pulls out, taking in some of his sweet and salty pre-cum.
With one hand, I cup his butt cheek while the other takes his testicles and gently tugs. His hands grab my head, attempting to control the movement. I swat his hands away.
“No domination, remember?” I say.
“I need something to hold onto,” he says gruffly. “You make me dizzy.”
“Okay. But I take you as deep as I want.” As I say the words, I pull him into my mouth, relaxing my gag reflex. He slides past my tongue, past the back of my throat, and a little further still. He cries out, his hands holding on to my head.
Over and over I do this to him, until I know he’s lost his mind. It’s empowering to know I can push someone over the limit like this.
His penis thickens and throbs, letting me know I’ve taken him to the brink. When he cums, his semen pours down my throat in waves, and I swallow everything he has to give.
I stand to find him looking half drunk, half asleep.
Giving him a little smirk, feeling awfully pleased with myself, I say, “Now it’s my turn.”
He leans in for a kiss, still a little wobbly. But even then, he manages to wrap his vise like arms around my body, lifting me up and walking us away from the warming jets of the shower.
“Where are you taking me?” I ask, biting his neck.
“Somewhere I can lay you down.”
He sets me down in the locker room, and lays his robe over one of the chairs there.
“Sitting?” I ask.
“Sitting.” He indicates the chair, raising a brow.
Rubbing my hands together with glee, I do as I’m told. He kneels before me, and spreads my legs. “I’ve missed your sweet pussy,” he says, coming so close to my core I can feel the heat of his breath.
“Then lick it!” I command.
His tongue flicks out, but before it makes contact with the tip of my clit, a sound like nails on a chalkboard comes in from overhead, stunning us both. “Mr. Cooper. This is Rita. I’m ready for you.”
“Oh shit, is it already time?” I screech. “No way!”
“Yes, way,” Dean says, pointing at the clock.
“Well fuck me.”
“Maybe I still can.” He stands up, trying to figure out how to do me in that chair.
I put a hand to his hard stomach. “My friend, I know you want to be a hero right now, but even if you could get it up less than a minute after you came, what kind of fuck would it be?”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
“Maybe we should try anyway.” I wrap my legs around his waist, bringing him down to me.
“Mr. Cooper. This is Rita again. We need to get to the massage room.”
Rita forgets to turn off the intercom and we can hear her conversation in the background. Dean and I stay very still, listening.
“She’s not in there.”
