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His hands slid up and down my thighs and around to grip my ass. He picked it up off the couch and dove in a little deeper.

I pressed my hands to either side of me. Each breath was accompanied by a moan and a rise in my desire.

"I'm going to come," I said.

I expected him to tell me to wait, but his eyes smiled at me and he went on licking vigourously.

I arched my back as the first wave of delicious orgasm washed over me. Followed closely by a second. Then a third. The entire world stopped for a full two to three minutes. The only thing that was left was his skilled tongue and a million fireworks.

Finally, he let me go and I slumped back down on the couch.

"Holy fucking gods," I breathed. "That was amazing."

He crawled back up the couch and once again knelt between my knees. He kissed my mouth and I tasted myself on his lips.

"I wanted to hear you sing and you didn't disappoint," he whispered.

"Is that all you want?" I reached down between us to unfasten his pants and push them down.

"Since you're asking…" He kicked off his pants and revealed a very big, very hard cock.

“What—”

He shrugged. “I hated myself. I tried to think of the most painful thing I could do to myself, that might bring enjoyment to someone else some day.”

In a line down his cock were four, no, five, piercings, parallel to each other like a silver ladder.

“Did that hurt?” I asked. I reached out to lightly touch one.

“Not as much as I hoped,” he admitted. “It actually feels pretty good. More sensitive and intense.”

“It’s hot,” I told him. My body throbbed just thinking how he’d feel sliding in and out of me.

“You’re hot,” he replied. He eyed my mouth speculatively.

My response was involuntary, but immediate. I shuddered and a hint of panic started to rise.

"Oh shit," he said softly. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to—" He started to roll off me.

I put a hand on his arm to stop him. "You didn't do anything. I want you. Only…" I swallowed. "In my pussy, not in my mouth. Okay?"

He nodded his understanding, but his brown eyes showed a flash of anger. He would tear Dagen in two with his bare hands if he was here right now.

"Okay,” he said gently. “Whatever you need. If you want me to stop, just say the word and I will."

I flashed a brief smile, then pulled him back down on top of me and hooked my legs around him. "If you do anything I don't like, you will hear about it." That went for in and out of the bedroom.

He chuckled. "I have no doubt about that, babe." He wriggled his hips a little to get himself into position, then carefully, with his eyes on mine to engage my reaction, he pressed his thick, laddered length into me.

The moment my eyes widened, he stopped to let me adjust to him. He was definitely the biggest guy I ever fucked, even without the piercings. My muscles took a few moments to stretch and relax.

When I finally did, he slid in a little further.

"Gods, you feel so tight," he said breathlessly.

"You feel so big," I replied. I had never felt quite this full before. It was pretty wonderful.

"I don't want to brag." He grinned. "Are you okay?"

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