Thankfully, he’s not fully erect right now so I can get my mouth on him. It’s still a mouthful, of course. I moan softly as I move my tongue and I moan less softly as I feel his cock respond and grow in my mouth. I’m kind of shocked by how good it feels to give a blowjob like this. I mean, I don’t hate blowjobs but this is the first time I really like it.
Does that make sense?
Like, there’s a difference between not minding something or even enjoying that it makes someone else happy than there is to actively enjoy something. Damn, I’m doing a poor job of explaining. The point is that I really love sucking his cock right now.
One of the reasons, I’m sure, is just the naughtiness of giving road head. I’m certain that’s a big part of what I find so enjoyable. I come from a traditional Italian family, and even though we can be sex demons behind closed doors, the key word in that sentence isbehind. You’re not a sex demon on the wrong side of a closed door.
But I am. I most certainly am right now, and it’s very sexy. It’s very exciting. Hell, it’s thrilling.
But there’s more to it. I can’t really explain it and I’m afraid it will sound crazy anyway. I mean, let’s face reality here.I’m sucking a dick. How in the world am I turning that into something special and significant, right?
It feels that way to me, though. This doesn’t feel like quickly taking care of a boy because you’re not ready to have sex with him. This doesn’t feel like some sort of consolation prize or even…
Wow.
I know the word.
It feels mutual.
That’s it. Even though the focus is on him and, obviously, he’s the one receiving sexual pleasure, this still feels like a two-sided activity. It doesn’t feel like he’s just taking and I’m just giving. It feels like we’re both receiving as the car moves along the road.
And I can tell I'm definitely having a big impact on Vittorio, literally and figuratively. I mean, his cock is growing bigger and harder as I bring a hand up and use it with my mouth to stroke him. He shifts in his seat and moans, and that drives me to try to go as deep as I can on him.
Now, his pants are partially in the way and keeping me from going all the way down on him, but I’m not sure I’d even be able to do it, honestly. Actually, I’m pretty sure I could only manage about two-thirds no matter what and I’d need to be in particularly good form!
I seem to be doing enough, though, because I feel his hand rest on the back of my hand and then, he’s holding me as he lifts his hips to thrust deeper into my throat.I do my best to relax and keep my hand on him to guide him. His cock hits my throat and I almost, so I adjust my position and let him thrust again.
This time, he goes even deeper. I try to slip my hand down his pants and cradle his balls. I tease them with my nails, touching softly and then, squeezing gently as I go even lower.
I’m at my max, though, and I feel how excited and close he’s getting. I start to bob my head gently, and I keep playing with hisballs. I come up all the way and tease the tip of his cock with my tongue. He’s rock hard now and every touch makes him moan. “So good, Izzy. So fucking good.”
It’s strange but the more he says things like that, the better I want to make it for him. I force myself down, trying to take him all the way in one move and he groans. I come up and stroke him round and round with my tongue. I try to surprise him at every turn, but when I feel his grip tighten in my hair, I start to just focus on going deep and sucking hard.
Finally, his cock throbs hard in my mouth and his hand grips even tighter. The car swerves a little and I have a brief fear of us driving off the road, but I don’t let that stop me. I guess, honestly, it kind of turns me on. I feel the car stop and almost giggle. He knows he has to pull over.
I don’t giggle because once the car’s in park, he has both hands available. He pushes my head down as his hips lift. He’s in my throat again and deeper than I went. He holds me there as he groans and even though his fingers tighten in my hair, he uses less force keeping me down. I pull up in a panic and his cock is deep in my mouth but out of my throat as he cums.
I swallow reflexively. Which is strange because usually I don’t do that. In fact, I’ve never swallowed with a blow job.Part of me thinks that it’s just the panic. I mean, his cock is still right at the opening of my throat. The other part of me thinks that I just want to give Vittorio something nobody else has.
This is Vittorio, and I feel a deep pleasure as I make him shudder and cry out. My body is humming as he finally releases his grip on me.
I sit up slowly. Vittorio looks my way briefly before getting his eyes back on the road. That look sends a fire through me. It is pure lust and I feel it like fingers on my skin. My body feels hot and my vision is blurry. I’m breathing hard and it takes a moment to get myself a little more controlled.
He pulled over a block from his place. We pull into a private back driveway I was entirely unaware of, and then we’re there, the guest house.
He gets out and I see him working at his zipper back up. He comes to my door and opens it. “Come on.”
He’s abrupt and breathless and again I get a little intense thrill at his having enjoyed my blow job so much. It’s a strange sense of power that I’m not sure I can really explain. I just know that it makes me hot as hell.
I follow him into the guest house, and just as I pass the door, he slams it behind us and grabs me. The man is rough and passionate. His hands start working at my clothes, pulling them off and tossing them away as we move through the house.
His hands roam everywhere, and his mouth follows. My bra disappears and he dips down to suck my nipples into his mouth, one after the other. His tongue turns them into nothing but pure sensation. I grab his shoulders to steady myself as he keeps us moving.
Finally, we reach the doorway to his room and he puts my hands out to either side of the door frame. He ducks down and grabs my panties and pulls them right off me. They tear like paper and then, he kisses my pussy softly. I shudder so hard thatI lose my grip on the doorframe. He grabs me and swings me up into his arms.
I know I can’t wait any longer.
Chapter Six