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Atlas scooted closer, and this time, there was no hesitation or fear before she wrapped her hand around me. “I still can’t believe how big you are,” she whispered.
My dick twitched in her palm, and she began to stroke the hard length.
Up and down. Up and down.
It seemed like it went on for hours.
Just as I was ready to tell her to stop playing with my shit, her tongue darted out, and she licked the tip.
“Mmh,” I couldn’t help but moan. It only seemed to spur her. A moment later, I was surrounded by her hot, wet mouth, and my head fell back as I fought the urge to take over and fuck the shit out of her mouth.
I could tell she was a little skittish about my size. Her hand wrapped around my base to keep me from going too deep as she gave teasing exploratory flicks of her tongue.
I forced my eyes open when I felt her trying to take me deeper, and after watching the mesmerizing vision of her head bobbing up and down in my lap, I nudged my hips upward a little to help her along.
Eventually, the tip of my dick reached the back of her throat, and my hands flew to her head as I felt my nut rising and forced it back down. I wanted nothing more than to come in her mouth, but not yet.Not yet.The feeling of her lips around me was too fucking good to give up so soon.
Atlas’s hand gripped my thighs for balance, but she didn’t complain as my movements gradually became rougher and wilder until I was outright fucking her mouth.
“Damn, bit—baby,” I grunted, keeping her head in my lap as I thrust my hips upwards, making her choke and gag on my dick. I’d just barely remembered that she was my future girlfriend and not some random ho. I knew letting me fuck her mouth was a gift, and I didn’t want to take it for granted. “Suck that shit.”
I was vaguely aware of her hand leaving my thigh and reaching between her legs. A moment later, her hips writhed in time with my thrusts, fucking herself with her fingers like she was riding my dick while I brutalized her face.
Goddamn, I could hear how fucking wet she was as she played with her pussy. I wanted to tell her to stop—that her pleasure was mine alone—and at the same time, order her to keep going.
My gaze couldn’t decide where to settle, and before long, it didn’t matter. “Fuck!” I cursed when it got too fucking good, and I busted in her mouth prematurely.
Atlas’s eyes were wet, and her lips were swollen when I pulled my dick out of her mouth. A long string of spit and cum stretched from the tip of my dick to her lips, prolonging our connection before breaking and landing on her chin.
She panted, trying to catch her breath, and I stole what little she’d captured when I leaned down and kissed her. “That was so fucking good,” I hoarsely praised against her lips. “Thank you, baby.”
“You’re welcome.”
“You good?” I checked in with her.
“Yes. I liked how rough you were. It was uncomfortable because you’re so big, but it felt good too.”
“Did you come?” She gave a frustrated whimper and then shook her head. I chewed my lip before saying, “Dance for me.” I’d already guessed that pleasing me was a huge turn-on for her, so I was going to continue what I had started.
“I can’t dance to this,” she objected shyly.
I dug my phone out of my pocket and opened one of the playlists before selecting a random one.
“Wetter” by Twista & Erika Shevon came through the house speakers connected to my phone, and Atlas sent me a rueful look as she listened to the lyrics. “You had this all setup, huh?”
“Stop stalling.”
I got comfortable again as Atlas rose unsteadily to her feet. She was stiff and shy at first as she slowly moved her hips until her gaze dropped to my lap, and she noticed my dick, which she’d already sucked dry, slowly growing in my lap. I gripped my piece and started stroking, and seeing me turned on from watching her seemed to loosen her the fuck up.
Her dress came off soon after, exposing her apple-sized breasts and brown nipples that had been taunting me through the thin material since dinner. The entire outer curve of her right breast was a white patch where the pigment had been lost, and her left areola was a blend of white and brown patches that made my finger flex with want. Most of her stomach, starting around her belly button and reaching toward her ribs, had also lost its pigment. Her feet and thighs were much of the same, while the rest of her legs and arms had been mostly left untouched.
It was her face, though, and those start-shaped patches dotted in a particular pattern from the right side of her jaw to her left temple that always made my heart skip a beat.
Atlas’s body was a work of fucking art. No one had ever gotten me this hard.
Naked, she climbed into my lap, still wearing the pearls, her heels, and glittery blue thong. I helped myself to handfuls of her plump ass as she twerked on my dick, getting it even harder.
“Are you going to be my new daddy?” she teased, referring to the lyrics as she pressed her wet pussy into my lap. The head of my dick pushed aside the material of her thong, brushing first her clit and then slipping and sliding through her wet pussy lips.
