Page 34 of Shared Spaces

The warmth of her mouth has me on edge right away. Not to mention, she starts off right away with this thing she does with her tongue around the tip. I can’t help but wonder why anyone would let her go with a mouth like hers.

The delicate swirl of her tongue flips a switch in me, and I start to thrust my hips against her, picking up speed when I feel her hum around me. The sound of her choking on my cock is exhilarating.

This is going to end before it even gets started if I don’t slow things down a little. I’m covered in a sweat, and I can’t tell if it’s from the rush of anxiety I feel, or the way she’s now desperately looking at me with pleading eyes.

“Touch yourself for the camera.” I whisper in a half-growl.

I watch her as she lets go of my cock and brings her hand down between her legs, letting out a small squeal when she rubs two of her fingers around her clit. The light allows me to see just how wet she is.

“Faster,” I moan. We won’t be needing the vibrator.

She’s just as talented with her fingers as she is sucking cock. My god, the way she sensually glides her fingers inside herself is just unbelievable.

For few solid minutes, I make her edge herself, demanding her to stop when I start to see her eyes roll back. I want her first orgasm tonight to be with me inside her. I need to feel the warm walls of her pussy squeeze around me.

Fuck.

She’s getting uncomfortable, and I’m fucking loving it.

“Tell me what you want, Gwen,” I bring my hand behind her head and force her mouth open with my other thumb.

Just like the good girl she is, she opens her mouth for me, allowing me to slowly slide my cock all the way to the back of her throat. I push my hips forward, craving to be even deeper.

“Let me see how wet my girl is,” I reach for the hand she’s using to pleasure herself and bring it into the light, letting out a satisfied growl when I see her arousal dripping off her own fingers.

I need to taste her.

Bringing her fingers up to my mouth, I push them past my lips and suck her sweetness off each one, trying my hardest not to cum down her throat.

“Who the fuck needs food when your pussy tastes this good.” I remove her fingers from my mouth, kissing the tips of each one as she moans around my cock again.

I’m not usually into the foreplay this much, but I’m addicted to playing with her. Teasing her all day long until she breaks has been the best form of therapy. A little selfish? Maybe, but I’m pretty sure she feels the same way.

She lets out a playful giggle when I pull out of her mouth and force her to roll onto her stomach. I walk around the bed and pull her down by her hips so her head is no longer close to the edge. Positioning myself over her, I pull a pillow from behind me, and prop it under her so her ass is slightly elevated.

“The things I’m going to do to you, Gwen—fuuuck, you have no idea just how beautiful you are, do you?” I groan, sliding my cock between her legs so the tip rests close to her entrance.

I’m afraid if I don’t hold off just a little longer, I’ll cum the second I actually slip inside her. I want her to really feel me, and I promised her I’d take it slow. The not-so courteous side of me wants to fuck her in every position known to man, right here and now; toss her around a little and make her beg for it even longer.

Slowly, I glide my cock through her warmth and over her clit, my hunger to be inside her increasing more with every quiet moan she releases in response to the stimulation.

“J-just f-fuck me,”

I watch her face closely to make sure she shows no signs of discomfort, and push myself in just a little more.

“Oh.God!” She nearly screams, her pussy gripping my cock like it has abandonment issues.

“Such a good fucking girl.” I groan, running my hand up her spine then gripping the back of her neck to keep her held in place.

Thrusting into her gently, I finally feel her muscles relaxing a little as the tension wears off throughout her body.

“Keep your eyes on the camera, Gwen. Let it capture your pretty face while you fall apart.” I grip her hair in a fist and bring my other hand around her waist, pulling her upwards so her back is against my chest.

My hand wanders up to the front of her throat and I hold her there, my lips lingering close to her ear.

“Just.like.that.” I groan, thrusting my hips upward until I’m nearly balls deep inside her.

It’s like her body was fucking made for me.

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