Page 20 of Five Summers

“I know,” she says, her head bobbing in agreement, showing her understanding. With a deep breath, she gathers her strength and stands up from the couch.

I feel the rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins, my heart pounding in anticipation of what's to come. I can’t believe Poppy actually agreed to give me a blowie. Fingers crossed, I just hope all the effort I’ve put in will be worth it in the end.

With a swift movement, she positions herself in front of me and drops to her knees. The sight of her in that position instantly gets me hard. The thought of her mouth wrapped around my cock sends a delicious shiver down my spine. I get comfy on the couch and keep my arm rested on the back cushion.

“Have you done this before?” I ask, eager to find out what’s in store for me.

“No,” she shakes her head.

Given her lack of experience, I'm pondering whether I should abandon the idea altogether. I don't think I could handle another feeble attempt at a blowie, with half-hearted efforts and a complete lack of technique. I'm still getting over the one Savannah gave me a few days ago.

With Poppy on her knees, her gaze piercing into my soul I succumb to the weight of the moment. I won't know how terrible she is until she actually does it. Furthermore, when she gives me the most unsatisfying blowjob, it will aid in getting her out of my fucking head.

“Well, whenever you’re ready Princess,” I add, surrendering my control to her.

With a deep breath, she unbuttons my jeans, unzips my pants, and pulls out my throbbing cock.

Her fingers on my dick ignite a fire within me, awakening every nerve ending.

Her unwavering stare remains on my firm cock, and I find myself fascinated by her interest. My eyes are fixed on her as she licks her plump lips, and I fight the urge to release a low, throaty groan. The thought of this being her first blowjob is sending my mind into a frenzy. I can’t put my finger on why I want to be present for all her firsts, and not just this one.

Pull yourself fucking together. She hasn’t even done anything yet, dickhead.

With a tender stroke of her fingertips, she explores the sensitive underside of my cock, unleashing a cascade of pleasurable sensations.

“Fuck,” I growl as a groan of delight hisses from my throat.

She meets my gaze, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, and repeats the action with a playful smile. The slightest touch sets off a chain reaction of bliss, pulsating through every inch of me. The impulse to push her head down and thrust into her mouth flits through my mind, but I quickly dismiss it. I want her to take control and analyze her actions. If her touch gets me this aroused, how intense will it feel in her warm mouth?

She traces her fingers around the tip of my cock, gathering the sticky pre-cum that has formed at the head. With a soft smile, she brings her fingers to her mouth, savoring the taste on her tongue. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve seen in my life.

“Fuck!” I hiss.

As she leans forward, I can feel the warmth of her breath on my dick, making me quiver with pleasure as her tongue slides along the shaft. With a swirling motion of her tongue, she explores the flavor on the tip.

When I take a deep breath, I can feel the tension building up inside me, like it's about to burst. And fuck, she hasn't even gone down on me yet.

My breathing, heavy and deep, immediately grabs her attention. She looks up, her eyes sparkling with triumph,and gives me a satisfied smile, knowing she has successfully manipulated me. Her focus shifts back to my cock, and she takes me deep into her mouth.

Chapter seven

Poppy

Oh. My. God! If someone had told me this morning that Xander would be chilling in my house, I would’ve thought they were crazy. But having his dick in my mouth is right off the charts. This is no ordinary person here, people. It’s Xander fucking Williams. The guy I’ve been crushing on forever. No way I was saying no to sucking his cock. But the thing is, what I didn’t tell him is that I’m totally clueless about what I am doing. How am I supposed to know how to give head when I haven't even experienced my first kiss yet?

Okay. Stay focused. Just act confident and roll with it. Even if you’re winging it, you’ve still gotta nail this. Just follow his cues and listen to his sounds.

With each inch I take him deeper into my mouth, I can feel his body trembling with pleasure, and I glimpse his hand tightening on the couch beside his leg. Shit. Maybe I’m doing it right after all. This time, I go deeper. Taking him in until he brushes the back of my throat. I pay attention to the sounds he makes, listening for cues about his desires and preferences.

“Fuck me!” He hisses, and I can feel the pressure of his hand tightening around my hair.

If Xander’s dick wasn’t in my mouth, I’d be high-fiving myself for nailing it.

While I push my mouth back down his shaft and hold him there, I relish the flavor of him and tease the sensitive underside with my tongue.

He moans, his voice echoing through the room, as he tightens his grip on my hair. Wow… He’s really getting into this.

As he thrusts his hips forward, my breathing becomes labored, struggling to take in enough air with his cock in my throat. Yet, I suck harder, paying close attention to the erotic noises escaping his lips so I can give him what he craves.

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