Her entire body shook under his ministrations. Caressing up her body, he cupped her breasts, squeezing the mounds in his hands. He loved the way they filled his palms. Tweaking the nipples with his fingers, he sucked her clit into his mouth, drinking her down.
“I can’t think,” she said, moaning.
“Then don’t.” He muttered the response against her clit.
Moving down, he tongued the entrance of her cunt, plunging his tongue inside her. He felt her walls tighten around him.
Her cream slid over his tongue, and he drank her up.
Releasing her tits, he gripped her hips and dragged her to the edge of the bed. He glided his fingers through the cream from her cunt and slid the coated digits to her tight little asshole. Whizz worked his fingers around her tight ass, getting her nice and slick ready for his fingers. He was going to fuck her ass one day, not tonight, but it didn’t stop him from getting her ready for his cock.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m playing.” He saw her clit between his teeth, quieting any of her protests. Whizz made sure there was plenty of lubrication around her ass before he started to work his finger inside. The tight ring of muscles around her anus kept him out. He tongued her pussy, going from her clit to her cunt, taking his time in drinking down her come. Driving her wild with his tongue, Whizz worked the tip of one finger inside her. He moved inside her, going to the knuckle.
Lacey screamed, trying to buck off the bed. He wouldn’t let her move, using his free hand to hold her down on the bed. Attacking her pussy, he flicked her clit, not diverting his attention away from her nub. He started to work a second finger into her ass, getting her used to feel of him.
“I’m going to come,” she said, yelling the words.
“Then come, baby.” He stopped long enough to speak before going back to flicking her clit.
“Whizz.” She repeated his name over and over again.
He didn’t let up, licking her pussy. Pumping two fingers inside her ass, he stretched her ass wide, waiting for her to come.
Within seconds she screamed as her second orgasm took over. He drank her down, prolonging her orgasm for as long as possible.
“I can’t take much more,” she said, crying out.
He smiled, sucking her clit into his mouth. She jerked up in bed, tugging on his hair. Whizz liked the small pain from her grip.
When he knew she had enough he released her pussy, pulling his fingers from her ass. He wiped his digits on the sheets, then stood up. Whizz was about to tell her to lean back on the bed, but the way she stared at his rock hard cocked made him pause.
Wrapping his fingers around the length, he stared into her eyes. “Do you want my cock in your mouth?”
She nodded, looking up at him. Her tongue peeked out, licking across her plump lips. There was nothing more erotic in the world than seeing the absolute need in Lacey’s eyes.
Fuck, he couldn’t deny her, and he really wanted her mouth around his shaft.
“Yes,” she said, speaking aloud.
“Then open those lips.” He stepped closer so the head of his cock was only a few inches away from her lips.
She opened her mouth, and he slid the tip between her lush lips.
“Fuck, baby,” he said.
Lacey sucked him deep into her mouth, moaning around the tip. She swallowed down the pre-cum, taking more of his cock into her mouth.
He groaned, sinking his fingers into her hair. Tightening his fist in her hair, he pumped his hips into her waiting mouth. “You look so fucking beautiful taking my cock.”
She moaned. The sound vibrated up his length.
Whizz gritted his teeth as the pleasure became almost unbearable. She was the first woman to suck his cock in a long time. Closing his eyes, he worked his cock into her mouth. He took his time, sliding in then out, getting her to take more of him. When he hit the back of her throat, he withdrew from her mouth.
Lacey wrapped her fingers around his length from the root working up to the tip. She licked the head, and he watched the trail coat her tongue as she swallowed down his pre-cum. Fuck, he didn’t know how long he was going to last with her wicked tongue. He wanted to be inside her before the end of the night. Whizz had a lot of plans when it came to her body.
****
He tasted salty and clean. Lacey had never been one to want to taste a man’s dick before. Whizz was different. On every part of her life, he was testing her, making her want things she didn’t think were possible. When she was with him, he made her want to start over. Whizz made her believe it was possible to start over.
Flicking the tip, she stared up to see his eyes were closed. The rapture on his face let her know she was doing something right. He was soft yet hard beneath her grip. She was fascinated by all of him.
Lacey tightened her grip around him, squeezing.
“Yeah, that’s right.”
His hand tightened in her hair. The slight pain only added to her pleasure. She took him deeper into her mouth, sucking on the tip. His pre-cum slid over her tongue, and she swallowed him down, loving the exquisite taste of him. She sucked him in deep until he was far enough that she wouldn’t gag, and then she pulled off. Licking along the root of him, she cupped his balls to add to his pleasure. She wanted to taste his cum on her tongue. To do to him what he’d done to her.
“Fuck, Lacey, your mouth is like heaven.”
She smiled, licking the tip of his cock.
“You keep doing that I’m not going to last.”
Staring up the length of her body, she released his cock. “Then don’t last.”
“You want my cum in this mouth?” he asked, touching her lips.
Lacey flicked her tongue out to touch his fingers. “I want it all.”
“You’re going to send me to an early grave.”
“I’ll join you.” She was so turned on. He’d already given her two orgasms, and she really wanted a third at his hands.
“I see that look in your eye, Lacey. You want my cock, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
She didn’t give him a chance to respond. Gripping his cock, she took him back to her mouth, licking and sucking.
“Fuck,” he said. He stroked her hair then fisted the length.
Lacey gave herself up to the pleasure of sucking him off. She cupped his balls with one hand and stroked his length with the other.
“I’m going to come, Lacey.”
She wanted his cum. He drank her cum, licked her as if he was a starving man and she was a morsel. She wanted to do the same to him, to give him the same kind of pleasure. This was not a take kind of relationship. The relationship she wanted with him was that of equals, both of them taking and giving.