Page 5 of Sunshine & Ink

His cock was much bigger than I imagined it could be, and I swallowed again.

How would I get it in my pussy, let alone my mouth?

This is what I signed up for,I reminded myself.

Club whore for a year, and with the money I saved on rent I would be able to move out and go back to school. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do. It was my dream to own a bookstore someday, but that seemed impossibly far away.

I could do this in the meantime.

The skin of his cock felt silky under my fingers as I drew it out, carefully peeling his jeans back as it sprung free, big and thick, his balls heavy against his legs.

Fuck

I hastily put both hands on it as I stalled for time, trying to figure out how to put it in my mouth.

His thighs were on either side of me, and I felt a dirty wrong frisson of arousal kneeling there, my skin beginning to buzz with anticipation.

My mouth was watering as I bent down to his cock, seeing a little drop of precum already on the tip.

I almost jumped out of my skin as I felt the harsh scrape of Raker’s fingers on my cheeks, pulling my hair back.

“I want to watch,” he said, as I felt my cheeks flush with pleasure.

Stupid,I reminded myself. You are going to suckallthe members’ dicks, so there’s no reason to get attached to any of them.

Definitely not Raker.

The drop of precum was wet and sweet on my tongue, and, almost on instinct, I moved closer, the instinct of a dehydrated 24thStreeter to suck down any liquids so deeply ingrained in me that even a slick drop from his cock was enough to excite me.

At first my movements were jerky and uncoordinated, but as I began to move into a rhythm, my mouth began to glide, in long, silky, sensuous routes.

My mouth opened as wide as it could go, sliding down his cock as it made my cheeks bulge out. The first time I tried to keep going I gagged on his length, letting out a squeak of surprise as his size closed up my throat.

But I quickly recovered and kept going.

He made a rumbling noise in his chest as I moved up and down.

But he hadn’t stopped me yet.

I didn’t know if he wanted me to touch his heavy, pendulous sack, but I couldn’t resist, my small fingers carefully caressing the skin of his balls, feeling their weight in my hand. There was a slick feeling between my thighs, the skin rubbing together with surprising wetness.

Embarrassed, I felt a little moan slip out of my throat as precum dripped on my tongue again.

Raker hadn’t said anything.

Did men talk during blowjobs?I wondered, flicking my eyes up at him. Was this a bad sign? Dipping my head down, I focused on my work again.

The weight of everyone’s eyes seemed to settle on me like heavy, thick blankets.

At first I jumped a bit to feel his fingers slip past the band of my thong, but I steeled my nerves and remembered that’s what I was there for.

To be a pretty face, a willing warm body.

Raker grunted as his fingers slipped through wet folds into my pussy, and I felt my arms begin to tremble as I felt the heat of his eyes on me.

“You’re very wet, Sunshine.”

“Oh,” I breathed, not knowing what else to say.

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