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Lee’s groans spur me on and as he becomes more vocal, I slowly start to take his cock into my mouth. I remove my hand from the base and swallow as much as I can into my throat.
He’s fucking massive, so it’s not easy, but I’m thrilled when I’m able to get at least three quarters into my mouth.
I continue bobbing up and down, running my tongue along the shaft as I do, I relish in the way Lee’s losing control under my touch. His hands that were initially just by his side are now threaded through my hair, fisted tightly to the point I can feel the sting of it on my scalp every time he tugs harder. I find that I actually don’t mind, and I quite like the pain.
Swallowing his cock all the way down my throat again, I’m impressed to see I only have one or two inches left to take. I let his cock sit in my throat, Lee’s hands on the back of my head acting as a guide. It feels like he’s holding me in place, but I know if I backed away, he would allow me to move. I swallow, loving the way his cock feels deep in my throat, and each time my throat muscles tighten around his cock, Lee growls with desire.
The longer my throat is filled with Lee’s cock, and I’m without oxygen, I can feel my lungs start to burn. My eyes start to water and my pulse races. But I’m determined to take all of him. With another swallow, as I gently push forward the last of his long length slides into my throat, my nose touching the small patch of pubic hair just above his dick.
I hold it there for a few seconds before I have to pull back. I’m panting and gasping for breath, my lungs burning as I desperately take in the oxygen I’ve been missing.
“Holy fuck, Em. That was incredible,” Lee exclaims, his voice deep and breathy too. He sounds almost as out of breath as I do, and I can see beads of sweat forming on his brow as the hard muscles on his chest rise and fall rapidly.
I look up at him from my position on my knees, I can’t help but feel proud at the way he’s looking at me. Reverence— that’s the only way to describe the way he's gazing at me right now. Nobody has ever looked at me like this, and I can feel my confidence growing so much, as I feel so unbelievably confident and sexy.
As I try to catch my breath, I stroke my hand up and down his shaft, loving the feel of him beneath my touch. I lick around the tip again, and along the shaft, coating his cock in my spit as I prepare to take him in my mouth again.
Once he’s coated, I open my mouth, preparing to take him again, but Lee shakes his head. “No. Fuck, no. As much as I want to feel your mouth on me more, I can’t. I don’t want this to be over yet, and I will blow my load if you put my cock back in your mouth.”
I sit frozen, quite proud of myself for being able to bring this gorgeous guy to his knees.
With a mischievous grin on his face, he leans in and captures my mouth with his, before reaching down to clasp our fingers together and pulling me up until I’m standing in front of him in just my boy shorts. I try not to look at him in all his glory, but I can’t help it, he’s fucking gorgeous, and I try not to think about what the hell he’s doing with me. Instead I focus on the here and now.
“Remind me where you said the bedroom is again,” Lee instructs as he begins walking me out of the open plan living room.
“Second door on the left,” I mumble, letting him pull me along behind him. Even though I know I prepared for this, I can’t help but mentally run through my checklist that lets me know I’m ready to have sex.
Clean underwear. Check.
Shaved legs. Check.
Clean bed sheets. Check.
Tidy bedroom. Check—I mean, it’s tidy to my standards. It’ll never be tidy by Mum’s standards, but I don’t think Lee is going to be paying too much attention to the crap I have in my room. The sex is going really badly if that’s the case.
Waxed vagina. Check, and no matter how many times I have it done, it really fucking doesn’t get any easier. I’ve been going to the same beautician now for almost five years, and I still thank the lord that I don’t bump into her in or around town. She’s seen more of me than anyone else, and she still manages to do it with a smile on her face. Every time she asks me to roll over onto my side and hold my ass cheeks open so she can get to the little hairs around my entrance and ass, my cheeks flush red with embarrassment. It also fucking stings, and nobody can argue with that.
I’m more than prepared, and I have a very good feeling this could be the best sex I’ve ever had.
With those high hopes, I allow Lee to lead me into my bedroom. I’m barely sitting on the bed when Lee pushes me until I’m laying back, my legs hanging off the end, as he climbs over my body. He’s careful not to put any of his weight on me, propping himself up with one arm beside my head. His lips meet mine in a bruising yet all too fucking short kiss. Then, with that mischievous smirk on his face he begins kissing his way down my body.
As his mouth begins to devour my left nipple, my back arches and a sound I’ve never heard before rips from my lips—I’m almost purring. But the way he sucks on my nipple before grazing over it with his tongue, while his fingers tug and rub my other nipple, it’s like sensory overload, but in a good way. My skin feels almost electric, like all the little nerve endings are standing on end and prickling away under the surface, and each time he touches me, my body lights up. The feeling pooling in my lower abdomen causes me to clench my thighs together to try and alleviate the delicious ache that’s forming.
Lee notices me squirming, but instead of taking his mouth from my nipple—thank God—he lowers his free hand down to the front of my panties. As he reaches the waist band, it feels almost like he has a moment where he’s trying to decide if he should remove the panties or not. I want to reach down to help him, or at the very least, lift my ass up to help him get them off, but I’m not exaggerating when I say I’m so hypnotised by the sensations he’s causing across my body, I can’t move. Well… I mean, technically I could move, but I don’t want to. I want to stay caged under his body, being assaulted by his touch for as long as possible.
Thankfully, Lee doesn’t want to stop either. Instead of going under my waistband like I expected, his hand slowly lowers down to my pussy, the fabric keeping him from touching my hot skin. He gently swipes a finger through my slit, pressing the fabric into my soaking wet pussy, and as soon as he touches my clit, my groans of pleasure fill the room. It’s like the little nub was pulsing, just waiting for him to touch me, and the anticipation built it up so much that when I did feel him, it was overwhelming. My back arched, pressing my nipples even further into his mouth, my body pressing against his hard muscles.
My fingers grip tightly into his back, and I’d be very surprised if he doesn’t have crescent shape indents where my nails were. The more he sucks on my nipples, alternating between them while his fingers show attention to the other, and his remaining hand continues to swipe up and down my slit, circling my clit and rubbing over my entrance, the louder I moan. I can feel the pleasure building as my heart starts to race. My whole body is starting to coil, and I’m becoming more frantic, trying to grasp hold of him whilst I mumble incoherently, begging for more.
Pulling his mouth away from my nipple, I hiss as the cold air hits my wet, hard nub. At first I think he’s going to kiss me, but instead he moves his mouth across to my ear. He begins nibbling and sucking on the sensitive spot under my ear, and to say that feels amazing is a fucking understatement. My last real boyfriend I dated for close to a year, never realised this is one of my most sensitive spots—other than the obvious ones—yet, Lee’s been here for a couple of hours maximum and he has worked it out. I don’t know what it is about Lee, but it’s like he has a direct line to my pleasure sensors. He knows how to make me moan and groan like a porn star, and I love it.
Whilst I’m distracted by the sensations on my neck, he moves his hand underneath my panties, and I don’t realise what he’s doing until I feel his warm fingers sliding through my slit. Twirling his finger around my entrance, he then continues to swipe through my lips and up to my clit. He circles around my clit, driving me even more crazy, before he finally rubs his fingers over the swollen, sensitive nub.
My cries of pleasure echo loudly around the bedroom, and if I wasn’t in a blissed out state of lust, I would be a little self-conscious over how loud I’m being. I don’t particularly want my neighbours to hear me having the best sex of my life, but since I clearly can’t keep quiet, I may as well put on a show and let them know exactly how much fun I’m having.
His breath hits my ear, and a shiver ripples down my spine as he whispers, “You are so wet. Is it all for me?”
I nod my head, unable to find the right words as he continues to flick his finger lightly over my clit. Just enough to drive me insane, but not enough to get me to that peak I’m desperately trying to reach. But, when he realises I’m not going to answer him, he stops touching me and I let out a loud, frustrated groan.
