gaze unwaveringly.
His hand guided hers to follow his direction. Having her palms
sealed around impressive manhood, stroking him, while staring deep
into his eyes was the most erotic thing Lily had ever done. Her
pussy lips twanged and she grew breathless.
There was
more.
“And twist,”
rasped Maxwell, showing her how. Beneath her bra, Lily felt her
breast grow heavy, her nipples puckering in helpless response to
being able to touch Maxwell so intimately, to feel him thicken and
harden even further in her palms. “Now, your tongue – everywhere. I
like it sloppy, Lily. Very sloppy.”
Now that made
her belly flip and flop. Holy smoke she was creaming up her
panties. She stared down at his cock as Maxwell drew his hand away.
She saw the precum beading at his cap, and she licked her lips
instinctively.
And then she
licked him. She leaned forward and ran her tongue round his cap,
tasting his tangy flavor in those glassy beads pooling from his
tip. His hips jerked slightly, but otherwise he stayed quite still
as she delicately lapped all around his shaft, keeping things as
wet as possible, just like he’d asked. The underside of his cock
head, the beautifully carved V just beneath, and then all around
his length was bathed by her eager tongue.
Lily heard him
swear harshly underneath his breath.
Suddenly, she
didn’t need to be told what to do. Lily let her feminine intuition
guide her, as well as her now mounting libido. He tasted and felt
so good on her tongue. She wanted it all. So she parted her lips
wide and sealed them tight around him, and sucked hard.
“Fuck! Yes,”
growled Maxwell. His hands cupped the back of her head, and she
felt him press down. Lily’s mouth stretched to take more of his
inches, her head bobbing upwards and downwards in a steady rhythm.
But then he wanted it faster, wanted her to take him deeper. He
fisted her hair and held her in place as he began to fuck her face,
hitting the back of her throat several times.
Why did this
feel so good? Even when it felt like her oxygen seemed closed off
each time his big cock jabbed into her esophagus, still she felt
such power. She gripped his base and jacked on him even as she
sucked, letting him thrust deeply into her willing cavity.
“Shit, Lily. So
good. You’ll make me explode,” Maxwell grunted.
Maxwell’s cum,
spurting down her throat would have been a perfect finish. Lily’s
mouth salivated even more just imagining him lose control like
that, for her.
But he didn’t.
Just when she felt his cock begin to pump faster and faster into
her mouth, and just as the veins seemed to throb with even more
life force, he pulled out with a feral growl.
His cock popped
out of her aching mouth, his fingers tightening in her hair as he
pulled her off her shaky knees, rising up with her. He all but
tossed her unto the bed.
“On your back.
Knees spread,” he said in a tone so gruff it made Lily’s breath
skip.
Not even
thinking first, she moved to obey. She was trembling so hard, and
she was so much more aroused than she imagined possible. She lay
face up in the middle of the bed, her thighs parting almost of
their own volition.
Maxwell stood
at the edge of the bed, already ripping out of his jacket, his
shirt. He let out a low growl of approval as he watched her raise
her knees in the air and open them wide.
“Perfect,” he
rasped, as he finished taking off his pants and boxer shorts.
Now it was
Lily’s turn to watch him. He was magnificent. Tanned, smooth
skinned and streamlined in muscle. Every inch of him seemed to
ripple with vitality. And his cock, dear heavens. From the angle
she lay, she could see it in prominent detail and it looked like a
separate living element upon his gorgeous physique.
Unapologetically stiff, it pointed right at her.
Lily’s panties
clung moistly to her core as every nerve cell in her body came to
life at the sight of this beautiful, mercilessly aroused male.
Without a word,
he joined her on the bed,