Callan
I move away from Danielle and sit down on her couch. She watches after me, confused. I give a smug smile and gesture for her to come to me. She complies and quickly moves closer, positioning herself in front of me.
“Remove your panties and bra,” I demand.
She eagerly moans and nods, removing both items. Her beautiful breasts catch my attention, as they seem like they would fit perfectly in my hands. My gaze travels from her toned stomach down to her p***y. Her pretty pink p***y with a strip of hair. It gleams from her arousal, showing the ache she has for me.
“You’re so perfect and incredibly sexy.” I groan, my jeans getting tight due to my growing excitement.
She nibbles on her lower lip and whispers, “Mmm, thank you.”
I reach in and brush my fingers over her wet folds, her arousal coating my fingers. She whimpers and shudders. I firmly grasp her hip and swiftly bring her onto my lap. She positions her knees on either side of my hips. I firmly hold her face and give her a passionate kiss. She moans and grinds her hips against mine. It’s likely she’ll make a mess of my jeans, but I’m fine with that. As she breathes heavily into the kiss, I retreat from her lips.
“Why did you stop?”
I smirk, “Because I’m intrigued by your abilities beyond talking with that mouth.”
“Oh, you are?” she replies, smirking back at me.
“Yes, and you will get on your knees and show me,” I say, pointing to the floor.
“You’ll be impressed, but what’s in it for me?”
“Then get on your knees and prove it to me. I promise I will return the favor.”
“Yes, sir.” She moans and drops to the floor.
I smirk while closely watching her every action. She rapidly struggles with my belt, button, and zipper. I raise my hips, granting her permission to take them off. She takes advantage of the situation and removes my boxers as well. My c**k soon springs to life.
“Whoa,” she groans and licks her lips, “I had no idea you were packing so much down there.”
My size is above average in both length and girth. Bending down, she licks along the base of my c**k and traces her tongue over the pre-c*m-filled tip. Her tongue eagerly laps it up with delight.
“Take me into your mouth,” I demand.
She whimpers and obeys my commands. My c**k is enveloped by her lips as she slowly takes me in. She took as much as she could, but she couldn’t manage it all with the size. It’s a challenge for most women. She bobs her head while using her fingers to stroke the area outside her mouth.
I place my hand on the top of her head and use it to guide her to the speed I needed, making sure not to choke her. It seems like she doesn’t mind it at all.
My head falls back. “f**k, that’s good. Take it.”
As she hums against me, I take my hand off her head. She maintains the necessary speed that I require. She removes my c**k from her mouth, allowing her tongue to explore every part of me. I hiss and grip onto the sofa. Damn, she is good at this.
She quickly takes me back in, and I don’t know how she manages it, but she takes more of it than before. I feel my tip hit the back of her throat, and she swallows.
“Yes, that’s it, gorgeous.” I pant.
She happily sucks my c**k, fondling my balls. I watch her as she slides me in and out of her mouth. Her moans suggest that she’s finding pleasure in it. I could feel my climax building up.
“I am close, and you are going to swallow like a good girl,” I say firmly.
If she doesn’t want to, she can pull away. Instead, she nods and continues. I smirk. She explicitly expressed her desire for someone to assume control and dominate her. I will gladly comply.
It takes only another few moments before my c**k throbs and swells in her mouth. She swats my thigh, and I take it as her way of telling me to come. Her name escapes my lips a second later, and I pour into her mouth. Greedily, she consumes me, swallowing every drop. She didn’t take me out of her mouth until nothing was left.
When I reach my end, I am breathless and sweaty, with my heart still racing. As I open my eyes, I see her still on her knees.
“How did I do?” she smirks, licking her lips and wiping the corners of her mouth.
“So, f*****g good. It’s the best I’ve ever experienced.”
“I bet you say that to every woman,” she laughs.
“No, I do not. Up on her feet.”
Instantly, she leaps to her feet. I grab her hips and bring her onto my lap, with her straddling me once more. I can feel her wetness on my skin.
“Tell me, do you enjoy sucking c**k?”
“Yes.”
“Mmm, good to know. It turned you on, didn’t it?”
She eagerly nods and admits, “Yes, I’m wet, and my c**t is throbbing. My body is ready for you.”
I lean in and use my tongue to tease her left n****e, playfully pulling it between my teeth. Her head falls back as she cries out. I repeat the action on her other n****e and elicit the same reaction.
I move my lips to her neck, kissing and sucking on her skin. “Tell me, how badly do you need a release?”
She grinds her hips against me. “So badly. You promised to return the favor, remember?” she begs.
My fingers sensually explore her inner thighs and glide over her folds. Once again, her arousal made my fingers wet. She closes her eyes and whimpers.
“I love hearing you beg for me. I may need to make you beg a little longer.”
“Callan! Stop teasing me.” She whines.
I laugh loudly, “So impatient.”
Playfully, she slaps my arm, “You promised me a memorable night, but if you keep teasing, I’ll have to pleasure myself, like always.”
“You could attempt pleasuring yourself, but trust me, it won’t compare to what I can do for you.”
“I’m starting to believe that you’re all talk, just like other guys,” she pushes.
She is trying to get under my skin, and it is working. She tries to move from my lap, but I don’t give her a chance. I rotate us and trap her underneath me on the couch.
“I will make you take back your words, kitten,” I warn.
She bites her lower lip. “Bring it on.”
The woman has no idea what I am about to do to her body. When I’m finished with her, she’ll be shaking, sweating, and struggling to remember how to breathe. I will leave a lasting impression on her mind.