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Chapter 3
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Chapter 3 She used the opportunity to collect herself and regain her composure. She allowed her pulse to slow, her breathing to settle and the throbbing pain from her ass cheeks to fade. When at last she felt composed, she made her way to the bathroom, and took a moment to fix her disheveled hair and re-apply some lip stick. Satisfied with her repairs, she quietly made her way out to the living room, and once again squatted down and assumed a kneeling position in front of him. This time, careful not to smirk, she again arranged herself to show off her body to maximum effect. Slowly running her tongue over her lips, she looked up at him from beneath her eyelashes and gave him her best come hither look. As it usually did, it was effective, and he sighed, smiled, and said to her, “why is it Andrea, that I can never seem to remain cross at you. What black magic do you know?” With incredible effort, she managed to keep a straight face and feign innocence, while once again licking her lips seductively. “Sir, I’m sorry, I lost track of time. My friend Felicia called me just before you arrived. She was very upset. Apparently a man tried to kill her on the bridge this afternoon. She barely escaped with her life. She was very upset.” “How lucky for her that she escaped” he said with a chuckle. “Not so lucky for you though, eh?” As he got to his feet, and strode purposely towards her, she had to fight the instinct to cringe. She knew she was safe; knew that he would never really hurt her; and never really lose his temper. Instead, she calmed herself, settled back on her haunches, and looked up at him through her eyelashes. Stopping in front of her, he looked down at her, smiled lasciviously, unzipped his fly, reached inside and pulled his semi rigid cock out of his pants. He reached down and<b> stroked </font></b>his cock while making direct eye contact. He asked her, “whose cock is this?” The question was unexpected but definitely not misunderstood. “It’s my cock Sir…,” she half moaned in response. “ Well Andrea, your cock has been here for almost half an hour and you haven’t yet said hello. You’re not being a very good hostess.” he stated quite clearly and concisely, as an officer might speak to a private. Reaching down, he grabbed a hand full of her hair, and pulled her face towards his waiting cock. “Time to make things up to me my little hostess with the mostest. Suck!” She looked up at him seductively, her eyes meeting his... seeing the desire in his eyes as she licked her lips and smiled up at him. “Yes, sir,” she said enthusiastically. With his hand firmly in her hair, he guided her head forward, brushing his cock across her face, allowing the silky soft skin to trace a path along the line of her jaw, across her cheeks, her nose and her lips. He watched as she opened her lips to take him into her mouth and he pulled back ever so slightly, teasing and tormenting her… withholding himself and avoiding her welcoming mouth. This earned him a whimper and he smiled. At last, he relented and allowed her to take his cock into her mouth, and she mewled in satisfaction and appreciation. His burgeoning cock slid against her tongue and he pushed his hips forward as her lips closed around him, sending a shiver down his spine. His pulsing cock filled her mouth as her lips tightened around him, and he pulled on her hair and pushed forward deeper into her throat. She looked up into his eyes as he began to feed his cock to her. His movements were slow and gentle at first, allowing her to become accustomed to the bulk of his hard cock in her throat. Looking down into her eyes, he gripped her hair tighter and growled at her to open wider. Obediently, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and he once again thrust forward into her warm willing mouth. “Suck” he hissed between tightly clenched teeth. Her lips once again tightened around him, and she began to suck in earnest as he thrust his hips back and forth. He thrust his cock deep down her throat, and watched as she fought the urge to gag. He felt his pubic hair tickle her face, and his ball sac slap gently against her chin. “Oh yes, Suck it!” he whispered hoarsely as he began to fuck her face. He began to lose control as his hips pistoned back and forth, driving his cock deeper and deeper into her throat. His groans and growls grew louder and more animalistic. His grip on her hair tightened as he drove himself even deeper into her mouth. She slipped her hands down to cup his scrotum. With her fingernails, she gently scraped the skin, drawing her fingers the length of his scrotum. The effect was electric. He let out a roar and drove himself as deep as he could, bucking forward, his ass clenched tight. A powerful jet of cum erupted from his cock, blasting down her throat and making his body convulse with pleasure. His hand cupped the back of her head tight, holding her onto his erupting geyser. “Sweet mother of Jesus!” he roared, “argggggggggghhhhhhhh!” Pulling back, he allowed his second pulse of semen to fill her mouth, with his creamy rich viscous seed. She slurped hungrily, determined not to lose a single drop. Again and again, his body spasmed and twitched as each wave of his orgasm racked his body. He held on tight to her hair, using her as support as his knees threatened to give out on him. At last, as his senses began to return and he regained his balance, he reached down, lifting her to her feet, and pulling her close into his embrace. He sought out her lips, and forced his tongue into her mouth, tasting the remnants of his cum on her lips and tongue. |
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