Page 23 of Your Pucking Mom

Yes. I loved the way he felt. I loved his big, thick dick. I loved that I was in control, holding him moving up and down as he fucked my face. He was brutal, but in the gentlest way. His hips thrust over and over into me.

My pussy was fucking desperate for something to grind on. Shit, even his thigh could have me coming all over him. I may have been naive to what pleased a man, but I knew exactly what I needed. I’d had plenty of self-practice in that area.

“Use your other hand to touch yourself. Let me see the pretty pink beneath those folds,” he said between his attack on my mouth.

My hand skated down, then I dipped a finger into my dripping wet heat as my body relaxed into the familiar touch.

“Such a good girl.” Ledger’s praise made me more soaked as I flicked my manicured finger around my clit. Ledger’s eyes went wild watching me. “Your nails are so fucking sexy,” Ledger marveled.

I gave him a shy wink. He paused, letting me pop off his cock. “I like the feeling of my long nails inside me. I like the way it feels along my folds.”

I kept my left hand on his cock, as I shoved him inside.

I was quite literally stuffed and loved feeling this way. This was it. This was the control I craved. Being able to watch a man unfurl at my touch while allowing myself the freedom to let go.

“Sunshine…” Ledger’s tone carried a warning, but I still swiped my fingers through my pleasure. “I’m going to fucking come if you keep going. I’m not going to be able to stop.”

I paused momentarily, pulling off him. “Come inside my mouth.”

He groaned while wrapping my hair around his hand.

“Three taps,” he said. I nodded, unable to speak. His hips picked up their pace, and his dick hit the back of my throat. I increased the speed of my fingers inside my pussy, spreading my thighs apart wider so I was more in a squat than on my knees at this point.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He slammed into me relentlessly, but if I tapped his thighs, he would stop immediately.

Come on. Give me everything you got.I would’ve said it aloud, but my mouth was being assaulted by him. The noises between us were sloppy. The wetness of my pussy, and my saliva mixed with his precum was a mess. We were a mess. I loved every single second of it.

His movements slowed as ropes of warm cum filled my mouth. Cum leaked from my mouth as I released his cock. I let the fluid sit, unsure of what to do from here.

I looked up at him, eyes widened, ready for some guidance in what I was supposed to do next.

“Swallow, Sunshine.”

I did, letting the thick fluid, the consistency of coconut milk, slide down my throat. It wasn’t the best thing that’d ever gone down my throat, and I tried not to gag at the flavorless fluid as I looked up. Ledger dropped to his knees so we were together.

His bottom lip quivered.

“I—”

My pussy was still leaking, and I was close to an orgasm, one I desperately wanted. Shit, I may have to go make up an excuse to go to the laundry room and sit atop the washer on spin cycle just to get some fucking relief.

“I’ve never….”

“What?” I gave a soft little giggle.

I followed his gaze, and my face flushed when I noticed what he was looking at. The bottom half of the shirt that I’d bunched in my lap was completely wet.

“Oh my God. I’m so sorry.”

“Can I—” He swallowed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed. “Help you?”

“With?” I thought he meant with taking off the shirt. Sure, I had just sucked this man’s cock, but I still wasn’t ready to be fully bare in front of him.

“Can I please have a taste, Sunshine?” His voice was dark, a stark shift from the warmth and softness he’d shown before. Suddenly, he was raw, carnal, and needy.

He grabbed my right hand, bringing it to his lips, then licked my sticky fingers.

“You taste… Fuck.”

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