Page 29 of Six Wishes

“No, it’s good for you. You’re so big, so tall, it makes sense that your cock would be huge too.” I move my hand up and down.

“What’s the problem then? Is my big cock a problem?”

“No, it’s perfect!” I jump to reassure him. He’s just staring at me like I’m crazy now. How did we end up in the middle of this conversation? “It’s just,” and now I am almost in tears, help me, Jesus! “I was thinking that I’m really tall too, for a girl you know, and if things are in proportion with…”

“Woman,” he interrupts me with a scowl on his face. “If you are about to say what I think you are about to say, I’m gonna spank you until you won’t be able to sit for days.”

“But logically…” I try to make my point.

“What kind of stupid logic is that?” Van shakes his head at me in disappointment. “Did you think, with that logic of yours, that I would’ve come back for more if you had a loose pussy like that?”

“Van!” I almost feel offended now, even though I did it to myself.

“Well, you make stupid statements, expect stupid comments in return,” he shrugs. “Now, where were we?” He runs his hand up and down his shaft couple of times, then bounces the tip off my bottom lip. “Ah, I remember now. You were going to take me in your small mouth, and suck the fuck out of me until I came.”

I lick my lips and eye him for a few seconds while he continues running his hand up and down his cock. I open my mouth to only take the tip in, but he seems to have different ideas. He pushes into my mouth forcefully until I feel him hitting the back of my throat. I start gagging and attempt to pull back, but don’t get the chance.

“Don’t move,” his hand grabs me by the jaw, putting his thumb inside my mouth and the rest of his fingers getting a good grip of my jaw. The more I try to back away from him, the more he keeps me still.

“Feeling your mouth around my cock is the second best thing I’ve ever felt.” He starts talking to me like we’re having a casual conversation about the weather. “Do you want to know what is my number one favorite thing to stick my dick into?”

I attempt to nod that yes, I do want to know, but I’m not able to move much because of his hand having a good grip on my mouth. He starts thrusting in and out of my mouth, very slow at first, barely touching the back of my throat before he retreats. He then starts moving faster and faster, the pace of it confusing me, and every time I feel like I may gag, he’s gone, but then he’s coming back with a vengeance.

I think he is close to coming by the shallow breaths he takes and by how hard the hand on my jaw is squeezing. In spite of the discomfort, I definitely feel myself getting wetter with each touch he bestows on me.

All of a sudden, he is completely gone, my mouth feels empty and unnatural. His hand that was in my mouth grabs me by the hair and pulls me up until I am face to face with him. I think he’s going to kiss me, but all he does is spin me around. My hands come up in surprise and I slap them on the wall that’s by my front door.

“My very favorite place in the world,” Van starts whispering in my ear just as he pulls my shorts and underwear down, stopping when they’re right under my butt cheeks.

The tip of his cock lines up with my pussy, and my walls are clenching tight in preparation. “This right here,” Van moans with the first push that’s strong enough to get him all the way in. “Your pussy is my favorite thing in the world.” His breathing is coming out heavy now. “No other place I’d rather be.” He licks the back of my neck and I moan in pleasure.

“I don’t fucking care how tight or how loose it is.” He is pushing harder now, my pussy walls gripping him with every move he makes. “I just want it to be yours.”

I don’t want to come yet. And I don’t ever remember having the urge to come just from a man whispering dirty things in my ear while screwing me senseless. Then again, I don’t ever remember getting screwed like this before.

The wave of pleasure overcomes all my senses, and I come with a scream. “Van!”

“Yes, baby,” his teeth latch onto the sensitive skin on my neck, and he starts sucking in tandem with his thrusts. “Yes!” I finally feel him spilling himself inside of me, and I sink against the wall. I can’t move. This can’t be right.

I am ready to completely slide down the wall like a cartoon pancake sliding off a flat surface. The only thing keeping me upright is Van supporting me from behind.

“If you ever,” he startles me when he growls into my ear, “and I do mean ever, talk about my pussy like that,” he sticks his hand down my body and grabs me by the pussy. “You will be praying that my cock wanted to stay out of you, or it will split you in half when I fuck you for days on end.”

My mind is a jumbled mess, and I can barely process what he’s telling me.

“Got that?” He pulls my hair back and brings my eyes to his. I nod in confirmation. He slams his mouth on mine and pushes his tongue aggressively inside of it. “Say it!” He licks the side of my face. “Tell me that you’re getting this.”

“Yes,” is my only option.

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