She wastes no time, and her eagerness leaves precum soaking into my boxers. The anticipation threatens to stop my racing heart. “Now, take my cock out,” I croak, stroking her wet hair tenderly, watching her trembling hands work my belt.
“I’m sure that stupid piece of shit ex of yours never fucked your throat the way I’m going to,” I mutter as she continues, turning to my fly once the belt is open.
She makes the briefest eye contact in the heartbeat before her small hand closes around my shaft. I suck a strangled gasp between my teeth when the sensation explodes from that point of contact, tickling my balls and shooting up my spine. Nothing in the world compares to this. The control. The promise of using her for my pleasure.
“Fuck, yes,” I grunt, my fingers tugging her strands. “Take me out. Open your mouth and let me slide inside.”
“I don’t know if I can take all of you,” she replies innocently.
Fuck me.I’d laugh if I didn’t know she meant it. I’m sure I’m bigger than the pathetic piece of shit she had before. “Be a good girl and try. Make me happy. Work my cock into your mouth and suck it good.”
Her tongue peeks out from between her lips, moistening them before she leans in to take her first lick of my swollen head. Sheer lust flares to life and threatens to burn me to ash. Jesus. I could come right now, but I won’t.
“More,” I grunt, my teeth gritted against the urge to thrust, fill, and take. “I want you choking on me. I need to hear your gags and see your tears.”
When she hesitates, there’s no holding back. Not when her lips grip me so firmly, snapping my control in two. I press my hips forward, shoving myself past her lips and halfway to her throat.
Her blue eyes bulge, and she emits a strangled choking noise, but I’m far too gone, savoring the wet heat enveloping me, to care. If anything, her reaction adds to the thrill. Still, the thought of terrifying her, of hurting her, leaves me unsettled.
“Relax your throat. You’re taking it all.” I inch deeper and deeper. I can see her panic building. Her crescent-shaped fingernails dig into my still-clothed thighs. “Just like you always dreamed of. You did, didn’t you? You dreamed about choking on my dick. I know you did because I dreamed about fucking your throat, and let me tell you, the dream doesn’t even fucking compare to reality.”
I try to work myself into her slowly, but I’ve already reached my breaking point. By the time I’m balls deep, she’s groaning around me, struggling to contain all of my girth, fighting to suck in air with her nose buried against my base. “Such a good, eager girl,” I whisper in praise. “You look so pretty on your knees with my cock in your mouth. I’ve never seen anything prettier.”
I give her quick, deep strokes until tears slip from her eyes and slide down the apples of her cheeks. “I’m only giving you what you’ve craved,” I remind her as she fights to adjust to my pace. “I’ve seen you looking at me, and I know what you think about at night when you’re alone. Don’t you dream of this while you touch your pussy?”
She tries to nod, groaning her affirmation, earning a thrust deep enough to make her gag.
“So beautiful with your mouth full of cock.” Her head fits perfectly in my hands, and I cradle it while I pump my hips forward. “With your lips stretched out and your cheeks hollowed. I love seeing you struggle to take me deeper, to swallow more of my cock.” And I do.
The pleasure builds brick by brick at the base of my spine. It’s sheer bliss. Her choked cries, the saliva that dribbles out of her mouth and down my balls. The complete control she so willingly hands over.
“Is this making your pussy wet?” I drive myself deep enough to make her groan. I want to see the imprint of my cock in her throat. “I bet it’s weeping with jealousy. Is it dripping down your thighs? It wants my cock, too. Doesn’t it?”
“Mm-hmm.” She grips my thighs, bracing herself as if she expects—wants—more.
“Show me how much you want it. Take it all. Suck me hard.” The pressure from her mouth increases until the pleasure already building in my balls reaches its peak. “Fuck, you’re going to suck the cum right out of my balls.”
My words only encourage her, and she sucks harder, and that, with the friction of her warm mouth around my cock, shatters me.
“I’m gonna come,” I rasp, my hips pumping erratically in the final stretch. “Have you ever swallowed before?”
She shakes her head, and the elation that fills my chest is indescribable. “Good, that’s what I wanted to hear. Now, get ready because you’re going to swallow every drop I give you.”
My grip on the back of her head is firm enough that she’s going nowhere. She has no choice. She’ll take what I give her.
“Every drop you miss, you’re licking off the floor,” I hiss through my teeth.
The last of it is barely out of my mouth before the release overtakes me. A blast of cum explodes from my balls straight down her throat. Spurt after spurt fills her mouth, and I grunt in relief, my muscles tightening until there’s nothing left to do but withdraw my softening cock from her flooded mouth.
I watch with adoration as she obeys, her throat working to swallow what I gave her. She didn’t miss a drop, either. Sagging against me, she appears relieved.
“Good girl.” Taking her chin in my hand, I raise her head, smiling down at her with pride. “You did so fucking good.”
She glows from the praise even as she fights to catch her breath.
“And so beautiful,” I marvel, stroking away the tears that linger on her flushed cheeks. She trembles and gasps for air, tits rising and falling with each shaky breath. “So exquisite.”
When she offers a trembling smile, something inside me breaks. Something I doubt I’ll ever be able to put back together—if I even want to.
“And you’re mine,” I add, meaning it with every ounce of me.