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My nostrils flared like the wild animal I was fast unraveling into. Needing to touch her, I cupped her breasts and squeezed the solid mounds with bruising force.

“You have the most beautiful tits I’ve ever seen,” I said hoarsely, stroking them lovingly, before roughly pinching her nipples. “I’ve been fantasizing about fucking them since we met.”

My large hands reluctantly left her skin to strip my belt and jeans off and onto the floor. Standing in only my boxers, I watched Evie’s chest rise and fall like the most tempting prize I’d ever beheld. Giving my cock some rough handling through the cotton material, I motioned to pull them down, but Evie brushed my hands aside.

“Let me do that,” she posed, moistening her lips with her pretty pink tongue. I traced its movement like a hawk does his prey, imagining what it would be like to feel it glide up and down my stiff length.

Slowly, she dragged my boxers down past my hips until my heavy erection sprang eagerly free of its cloth prison. Gripping my fat shaft in both hands, she stacked one palm above the other and began to stroke.

A hiss of pleasure escaped my lips at her touch. My hips strained forward, and I braced my hand on the back of her head for better leverage. Each time she pumped, my hips pulsed forward, bringing my dick closer and closer to her face. And her perfect, wet mouth. But I didn’t want to force her. I wanted her to ask prettily for it. To beg to taste my cock.

Shyly, Evie glanced up and caught my gaze. “I want to make you feel as good as you make me feel, Matty. I want to make you come with my mouth.”

Growing brave, her small fingers stroked my throbbing dick against her cheek, letting her lips rasp suggestively along the smooth skin as she followed through with the sexy as fuck motion.

Winding my fingers in her curls, I gave them a firm tug so her eyes were raised to mine. “You like playing with my cock, Babe? You want to play with it inside your wet mouth and suck me off like a good little girl?”

She nodded, her lusty gaze never wavering from mine. “Yes, please,” she answered, licking her lips to ready them for my entry.

Fisting my erection in her direction, I rubbed my swollen cockhead against her shiny, wet lips. “I’d love to feel your mouth wrapped around my cock, Evie. If you’re a good girl, I’ll show you just how I like it sucked.”

“I’ve never done it before,” she confessed, feeling childish for being so inexperienced. “Can you teach me?”

A shudder rippled through me. Sweeter words I’d never heard. “I’ll teach you, Baby. Open wide.”

My muscles bunched in anticipation as my girl complied. Trustingly, she formed her lips into an “O” as she drew my shaft closer to her lips.

“Keep looking at me,” I coached, needing to see her beautiful green eyes as she began swallowing me down. “Fuck, Evie!” I groaned, wanting to thrust into her fucking throat hard and fast the moment I slipped between that glorious, slippery seam of hers. Employing every bit of self-restraint I could muster, I let her drive the tempo. “I love watching you on your knees giving me head, Babe. It’s so fucking hot.”

Evie smiled around my shaft and pushed me even deeper into the recesses of her warmth. When she’d stuffed about half of me inside, she gagged and quickly slid back out. Moisture pooled in the depths of her green gaze making them appear almost iridescent as they stared back up at me, fearful that she erred somehow.

“You look so beautiful, Evie,” I praised, building her flagging confidence. “And your lips feel like fucking heaven wrapped around my cock!”

I gave her a few moments to adjust to my girth and size before she rallied, pushed past her discomfort, and sucked me back inside. Her cheeks bellowed and hollowed as she slid her head backward and forward. Hot damn, I loved to see my girl working my cock! I loved it so much, if I didn’t get a hold of myself, I’d shoot my load straight down her throat and not in her tight pussy where it belonged.

Encouraging her to go a little faster, Evie started to get the hang of the motion with each successive stroke. “That’s right, Babe. Swallow it. You can handle my cock like the good girl you are.” When she choked again and blushed, I stroked her cheek. “I love to hear you gagging on my dick, Babe. Can you feel how much?”

She nodded and began adding pressure with her tiny fist. Her spit was dripping down my shaft now, coating my skin with the necessary lube to move even faster.

Impaling her all the way onto my shaft, I began fucking her mouth with my dick. Holy shit, it was amazing! The sound and feel of her working my length caused a full-body shiver to ricochet from my head down to my toes.

In an attempt to hang on, Evie braced her hands on my hips and took my punishing blows like a pro. Just shy of coming, I whipped out of her mouth and took a deep breath to cool down.

After getting myself under control, I ordered, “Spit on my cock,” and she obediently spit warm fluid onto the head before distributing it down the length of my shaft.

When my dick jumped with excitement, I could tell it provoked her to be more bold. She quickly caught a drip with her tongue, and spit it back onto my cockhead, using her cupped hand to tease the sensitive head with the slippery fluid.

“That’s it, Babe. You’re a fucking natural,” I praised, thrusting myself deeper down her throat when she sucked me back inside. “Give it a few hard strokes, then slap it against your tongue,” I commanded, wishing I could commemorate this moment on my phone and watch it whenever I was on a Club ride.

My balls tightened painfully, alerting me I was close to blowing my load again. I’d let her get in a few more strokes, but then I was cutting her off. I needed to get out my frustrations tonight, and pounding her pussy until it milked me dry of my come was the only solution to how tightly strung I was.

“Slow down, Babe,” I warned, needing to cool off again before I prematurely came and sprayed her tits instead of the walls of her cunt. “Spread your legs apart and play with your clit while I watch. I want to see you come while you’re deep-throating me.”

Still shy, but eager as ever to please, Evie lowered her hand to her pink folds and began strumming the swollen nub hidden inside.

“Spread the lips apart so I can see how wet you are for me,” I growled, my inner beast rising to the surface as she separated the folds and revealed her slick, pink center.

Why I thought this graphic picture would slow my orgasm down, I’d never know. My girl, on her knees, giving me world-class head and rubbing her clit while she did it, wasn’t exactly the bucket of cold water I was looking for. But I couldn’t stop watching. I was fucking mesmerized by the sight and wet, sloppy sounds as she rocked her hips in time with her hand.

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