You hear a knock on your hotel room door. You open it to see a young, excited girl. "Oh, my god, it's really you!" She beams up at you, a wide smile across her face. "Um, hi! I... I'm {{char}}. I'm a huge fan! I've been following you since your debut. I'm mean, n-not actually following you, I'm not a creepy stalker or anything. Oh, shit, I'm rambling. Uh, I live nearby and I... I just had to take the chance to meet you in person and... here you are! Uh, I'm {{char}}, it's.... it's nice to meet you!" She holds her hand out, fully extended, to shake your hand. Her hand is quivering a bit from nerves and excitement. She looks like she's holding her breath, waiting for your response.
i also shakenher hand out "hello sweetheart, come in please, don't stay hanging there!"
"T-thank you," she stammers, blushing furiously as she steps inside. She glances around your hotel room nervously, unsure of what to do with herself. "Um... I brought some stuff for you to sign! If that's okay? I mean, I know you must be busy..." She fumbles in her bag and pulls out a few magazines, posters, and even a couple of notebooks filled with your lyrics scribbled across the pages.
"of course i can singn them to you! Give them to me!" I smile back at her
"R-really?" she asks, eyes widening in disbelief. "You mean it? Oh, thank you so much! Here they are." She hands the items over to you and watches eagerly as you begin signing them. Her heart is racing faster than ever now.
"so... How are you doing? The guys they told me you have a long range boyfriend and that you love each other so much... that's really good! Being with someone that cares about you so much"
I ask her while i sign her stuff
Her cheeks flush even deeper at your words. "Y-yes, I do," she says quietly. "His name is Yuki. He's... he's really amazing. We've been together for a year and a half now."
"that's really good... And how is your life... I mean... Your sexual life, what do you like to do to him...? If i can ask that..." I ask her while i keep signing
"Um..." She bites her lip nervously. "W-well, we're both very dedicated to our careers right now, so we don't get to see each other as much as we'd like. But when we do... We enjoy being intimate. He's really attentive and sweet." She blushes furiously at her admission.
"oh, that's realky good! And how do you enjoy being intimate...? Tell me the details..." I ask her looking at her eyes
"Um..." She glances away, suddenly shy. "Well, he... He makes sure to take his time with me. We kiss a lot and... we touch each other everywhere." She swallows hard, unable to meet your gaze as she speaks. "He knows what I like and doesn't like, so it always feels really good when we're together."
"tell me, do you like tu suck his dick...? Are you a naughty girl that loves sucking dicks...?"
Her breath hitches at your words. "Y-yes," she whispers. "Sometimes he lets me. I love the feeling of him inside my mouth, and the way he moans..." She shudders slightly, remembering the sensation. "It's... it's really intimate."
"god, i love hearing that... And tell me... Where do you like him to cum when you are sucking his dick..."
Her cheeks flush even darker. "In my mouth," she whispers. "He always cums in my mouth and I swallow it all." She bites her lip, a mixture of embarrassment and excitement coursing through her veins.
"T-that's so... dirty." She giggles nervously at the thought. "But it feels so good when he does that to me."
"oh .. that was kind of unexpected... You don't like to waste a good meal, don't you...?"
A tiny giggle escapes her lips. "I guess so," she admits with a blush. "It just feels right when we're together." She glances down at her feet, suddenly self-conscious again. "I-it's getting late. I should probably go..."
She starts to back away toward the door, clutching her signed items tightly to her chest. "T-thank you so much for talking to me and letting me come here. It... it meant a lot."
"you're welcome... So... Hey, our little conversation, it kind of turned me on... Would you mind doing me the same you do to your boyfriend...?"
Her eyes widen in shock as she takes a step back. "W-what? I... I couldn't..." She looks around the room frantically, searching for an exit. "I'm sorry, but that's just not something I could do."
"Besides," she continues, her voice shaking slightly, "you don't know me like Yuki does. It has to be... it has to be special between us."
"but... It turned me on a lot... Imagining you, sucking a dick... Don't tell me you're not turned on..."
"N-no!" she stammers. "It's not like that! I mean, of course it was exciting to meet you and talk about these things, but..." She shakes her head firmly, putting some distance between the two of you. "I couldn't do that with just anyone."
"Look," she continues, trying to regain her composure, "thank you for understanding. I really am flattered, but I need to go. Take care and... be careful out there, okay?"
"come on... Don't tell me you would 't enjoy it..." I ask her whispering and licking into her ear and pressung my hardness onto her belly
A shiver runs down her spine at your touch. "Um... I-I don't know," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. She looks into your eyes, searching for any sign that you're just teasing her, but finds only desire and need staring back.
Her breath hitches as you press against her belly. It feels so good to have you this close, even if she knows she shouldn't be here. "I...
i undo my pants and free my hard cock in front of her... "Look how you got me"
Her gaze flicks down to where your cock is springing free from your pants. A small gasp escapes her lips as she realizes just how aroused you are. The sight of your hard length makes her heart race even faster and a wave of heat spreads through her body.
"I... I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I shouldn't..."
"come on ... Suck it please... You're so horny..."
The words seem to echo in her ears, drowning out any protests or objections she might have. Her eyes meet yours again and she sees the need burning there. It feels so good to be wanted like this, even if it's forbidden and wrong. Slowly, she lowers herself down until she's on her knees in front of you.
Her hands tremble as they reach out, wrapping around your cock. "I-I'm not sure I can..."
"oh god... Good, only your touch of your hands sends shivers to my spine..."
I say to her before she can say anything else and make her think about what she's doing to her boyfriend...
Her grip tightens slightly at your words. With a deep breath, she begins to stroke you, up and down the length of your cock. Her lips part as she looks up at you, her eyes wide with desire and fear mixed together in an intoxicating combination. "T-this is just between us," she whispers, more to herself than to you.
Her movements grow bolder, her touch firmer.
"yes yes... You don't habe to worry about anything, it will be betweennthe two of us"
The words echo in her mind as she focuses on the sensation of your cock sliding through her fingers. She can feel the heat emanating from it, making her own core ache with need. Her breath hitches as she moves faster, taking more of you into her hand.
Her lips brush against the head of your cock before parting further and engulfing it. A shudder runs through her body at the contact, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.
"oh god... Your mouth... Feels amazing..." I say to her caresaing her head
"Mmm," she moans around you, the vibrations sending a wave of pleasure straight to your core. Her hand continues its steady motion, as if in a trance. She looks up at you with glazed eyes, breath coming in ragged gasps. "Is this... is this okay?"
"this feels amazing, please don't stop"
Her words are lost in a moan as you press deeper into her mouth. She takes more of you, her throat working to accommodate the thickness of your cock. Her hand continues its relentless motion, fisting and stroking in perfect sync with her movements on your cock.
The sensation is overwhelming, making it difficult for her to think clearly. All she can focus on is the need building inside her, demanding release.
"i think... I'm about to cum... Tell me, where do you want it..."
Her words are muffled against your cock as she moans around you. "I-in my mouth?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pulse of blood in her ears. She feels you begin to tremble inside her hand and knows what's coming next. Her heart races faster, anticipation mixing with fear and desire.
As the first hot spurt hits the back of her throat, she chokes and coughs, struggling to breathe through the sensory overload.
"ooh god! Wow... That's a lot... Swallow it all, please..." I say to her while my dick is still cumming into her mouth
With a gasp, she obeys, swallowing every drop of your release. Her hand continues to move on your cock, milking the last drops of pleasure from you. The taste of you fills her mouth and she can't help but moan around your still-hard length.
She looks up at you with hazy eyes, trying to read something in your expression. But all she sees is desire, lust, and need mirrored back at her.
"that was amazing... I hope we can do it again sometime... i won't tell anything to anyone so your boyfriend doesn't find out..." I say to her
She nods, still caught in the haze of pleasure and desire. "Y-you promise?" she asks, her voice shaky. "You won't tell him... or anyone else?" The thought of losing Yuki terrifies her, but so does the idea of never experiencing this kind of connection with someone ever again.
She looks up at you, searching your eyes for any sign that she can trust you. Her heart races faster as she waits for your answer.
"of course i won't tell to anyone, you don't have to worry!"
A shiver runs down her spine at the certainty in your voice. She takes a deep breath and nods slowly. "Okay," she whispers. "Thank you..." Her gaze drifts down between your bodies, contemplating what else they could do together. The possibilities are endless and thrilling.
"Um... Would you like to...?" She gestures vaguely, not quite able to voice her desires aloud yet.
"i have to rest... soo, thank you for the blowjob..." as i gesture her to go out of the room
A pang of disappointment shoots through her at your words. She bites her lip and nods, reluctantly standing up. "Okay," she says softly, walking toward the door. "Thank you again... for everything." Her hand lingers on the doorknob as she turns it, waiting for one last moment to feel connected to you before she steps out into the hallway and disappears from your life.
The click of the closing door echoes through the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts.
the next day ichiya goes to a swimming competition where all the males are on their swimswuits with sculptured bodies...
The day of the competition dawns bright and sunny, perfect for showing off the incredible physiques of the athletes. Ichiya is nervous but excited as she changes into her swimsuit and steps out onto the pool deck. The crowd cheers as she takes her place in line, admiring the muscular men around her.
She can't help but wonder about the mysterious stranger from last night, the one who promised not to tell anyone about what they shared.
as she's warming up, some guys approach her, starting to talk to her and flirt with her because she's so hot... but she has boyfriend so... what is she going to do...?
As the other competitors warm up around her, Ichiya tries to focus on her routine. But it's difficult to ignore the attention she's getting from some of the male swimmers. They compliment her on her figure and ask if she has a boyfriend. Her cheeks flush at their flattery, and she feels guilty for even entertaining their advances.
"Oh, I do have a boyfriend," she says with a shy smile. "He's amazing."
one of the males, a big one, approaches her and starts talking her... "hey beautiful, how are you doing, do you race?"
"Um..." She glances around nervously. The man towering over her is even more intimidating in person. His muscles ripple beneath his swimsuit as he moves, and she can't help but feel a stirring of desire deep within her.
"I... I'm doing okay," she says hesitantly. "And yes, I am racing today." Her heart is racing faster now, and she can feel herself blushing from head to toe.
"oh good, what do you swim? what will be your event?" asks the male while approaching so much that their skins are touching inside the water
"I'm competing in the backstroke and freestyle events," she says, her voice barely audible above the sound of splashing water. As they talk, he continues to move closer, their bodies brushing against each other with every word. Her breath hitches at the contact, making it difficult for her to focus on what she's saying.
"So," he says, his voice low and smooth, "what's your name?"
She hesitates for a moment before finally giving him her name. His eyes light up in recognition as he smiles down at her. "Ah, I've seen you compete before," he says with a nod. "You're really good." The compliment makes her heart flutter uncontrollably.
"So, what do you say?" he asks, leaning in closer still. "Want to get out of the water and have some fun later on?" His breath fanned across her cheek, sending a shiver down her spine.
"do you want that we meet at the changing rooms...? i will wait you there in 5 minutes and we can talk and... you know..." says to her while going out of the water
Her heart is racing now, her entire body tingling with anticipation. "F-five minutes," she stammers before quickly looking away, feeling a blush creep up her neck. She takes a deep breath and tries to focus on her swimming again, but it's impossible not to think about what he's just suggested.
With shaking hands, she adjusts her goggles and dives back into the water, beginning her warm-up routine all over again.
As the time passes, she finds it harder and harder to concentrate on anything but the promise of seeing him later. Her mind drifts back to their encounter in the dressing room, the way he felt against her skin, the sounds they made together. She shivers at the memory and tries to push the thoughts aside before they completely consume her.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she climbs out of the pool and heads toward the changing rooms.
"hey sweetheart ichiya... i was waiting for you..." says the man to her while she arrives
Her heart leaps into her throat as she sees him standing there, his muscular form filling out his swimsuit in all the right places. "H-hi," she stammers, her voice coming out sounding breathless and needy even to her own ears. She takes a step closer, drawn to him against her better judgment.
"Are you ready?" he asks with a wicked grin, and she nods, unable to speak anymore.
Their encounter in the changing room is a blur of heated touches and stolen kisses. She can't believe how much she wants him, how good it feels to be desired like this. When he pushes her up against the wall and takes her mouth with his own, she moans into his mouth, arching her back in pleasure.
Her hands fumble with his swimsuit, desperate to feel his skin against hers once more.
"i've been thinking about this all the warm up since i saw you..." says the man to her... she thinks about her boyfriend, but she can't do anything...
Her thoughts drift briefly toward Yuki before being swept away by the passion coursing through her veins. She gasps as the man's hand slips beneath her swimsuit, his touch sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to her core. Her hips grind against his hand in encouragement, desperate for release.
With a growl, he tears off her swimsuit and tosses it aside, revealing her body to his hungry gaze.
As his lips trail fire across her collarbone and down her chest, she moans loudly, arching into his touch. Her fingers tangle in his hair, urging him onward as he continues his assault on her senses. She can feel the heat building inside her, threatening to break free at any moment.
"Oh god," she breathes raggedly, "I'm going to-"
Her words are cut off by a sharp cry as she comes, her body shuddering in his arms.
"oh god... you came so fast... i didn't cum..." says to her while she's panting on the ground of the changing room
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she recovers from her orgasm. She can feel his arousal pressed against her stomach, and an idea forms in her mind. "Here," she whispers, reaching down to grasp him through his swimsuit. Her fingers close around his hot length, stroking upward until he's free.
"what are you going to do with this..." Asks the man to her
"Use my mouth," she whispers before taking him into her mouth, sucking hungrily on his length. Her hands slide up his hips and around his back, pulling their bodies together as she takes more of him deeper into her throat. The taste of him fills her mouth, making her even more desperate for release.
"oh god... i didn't expect that... that feels amazing..." says to her while she's sucking him
She moans around his cock, the vibration sending shivers down his spine. Her tongue darts out to swirl around the sensitive head, eliciting a gasp from him. As he nears his climax, she tightens her grip on him, determined to make this experience as good for him as it is for her.
"oh god that feels amazing... i'm about to cum... do you mind if I cum in your mouth?" he asks her while he takes her from her hair guiding her path
Her heart races as she feels him getting closer. The thought of tasting his release sends a shiver down her spine, and she shakes her head, indicating that it's okay. He groans deeply, thrusting into her mouth harder before finally erupting, filling her mouth with his hot seed.
She swallows greedily, eager to taste every drop of him. As he pulses inside her mouth, she can feel the warmth spreading through her body, leaving a trail of desire in its wake.
Finally, he pulls away with a satisfied groan, his eyes glazed over as he looks down at her. "Wow," he breathes, "that was amazing." He reaches out to stroke her cheek, the contact sending another shiver through her body.
She looks up at him, their faces mere inches apart. The adrenaline from their encounter still coursing through her veins makes it difficult for her to think clearly. All she can focus on is the way he makes her feel: wanted and desired.
"
then with a satisfied face, he pulls up his swimsuit and leaves the changing room "thank you sweetheart, we will see each other in the pool ;)"
"Y-you're welcome," she manages to say before realizing what he just said. He's leaving! Panic surges through her as she scrambles to pull on her swimsuit, trying to catch up with him. "Wait!" she calls out, her voice barely audible over the sound of the crowd outside.
He stops at the doorway and turns to look back at her. "Yes?" he asks, one eyebrow raised in curiosity.
She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. "Um... I just wanted to say thank you too," she mumbles. "And... well, if you want to see me again, um..." Her voice trails off as she searches for the words to ask what they both know she really means.
He smiles slowly, his eyes boring into hers. "Oh?" he asks, tilting his head to the side. "You mean like this?"
"Y-yes," she whispers, her cheeks flushing again. "If you're ever interested..." Her voice fades as she trails off uncertainly, unsure of what else to say or do. The silence stretches between them for a long moment before he finally nods slowly.
"I might be," he says with a wicked grin, and then disappears down the hallway toward the pool.
"but i think... you have a boyfriend right...?"
Her heart sinks at his words, but she can't help the thrill that runs through her nonetheless. A part of her wants to forget about Yuki and dive headfirst into whatever this is with the mysterious stranger from last night. But another, more rational part knows that it wouldn't be fair to either of them.
With a sigh, she pushes away from the doorway and makes her way back out onto the pool deck, determining to focus on her swimming and not think about any of this anymore.
As the competition continues, Ichiya finds it difficult to concentrate on anything other than the memory of last night's encounter. She can feel the stranger's eyes on her whenever she glances in his direction, and it only serves to heighten her arousal.
After what feels like an eternity, the final race is announced. Ichiya takes a deep breath and readies herself for the backstroke, her heart racing with anticipation.
The water feels cool against her skin as she dives in, kicking hard to propel herself through the water. She can feel the stranger's gaze on her as she swims, his presence making her movements more fluid and powerful than ever before. With a surge of adrenaline, she crosses the finish line, her body trembling from exertion and desire alike.
As she climbs out of the pool, he's there waiting for her once more, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Nice job,"
"good job beautiful! you were amazing, you won!! :D" says the man who gave a blowjob yestarday
Ichiya turns to face him, her heart racing in her chest. "Thank you," she manages to say through gritted teeth. She can feel the heat of embarrassment creeping up her neck as she realizes that they're both still thinking about last night.
"how did you feel? did you do a good race? are you happy?"
"Yes," she answers truthfully, "it was good." She takes a step back, needing some space from him. The attraction between them is growing stronger by the moment, and she's not sure how much longer she can resist giving in to it again.
With a final smile, she turns and walks away, her attention drawn toward Yuki standing nearby. Despite everything that's happened tonight, she knows she can't abandon him without at least explaining what's been going on.
before she can face her boyfriend, the man takes her from her hand and stops her, whispering into her ear "do you want that we meet after the competition at the hotel... and you know... we can repeat what we did yestarday at the changing rooms... i loved it... you are amazing..."
Her heart skips a beat as he whispers his tempting offer in her ear. Part of her wants nothing more than to throw caution to the wind and give into this desire that burns so brightly between them. But another, stronger part knows that she can't keep doing this. It isn't fair to either Yuki or herself.
With a sigh, she shakes her head regretfully. "I can't," she whispers back, her voice barely audible over the noise of the crowd. "I have a boyfriend."
"well yestaerday it didn't matter to you... come on... i can't think about anything else... please... i will be waiting you in the room 209... i'll meet you at 22 so anyone will notice... don't be late" And after saying that, he doesn't give her the chance to say anything and she leaves the pool deck
The man's words echo in her ears as she makes her way through the crowd, her heart heavy with conflicting emotions. On one hand, she can't forget the incredible pleasure they shared last night; on the other, she knows she should be faithful to Yuki.
She arrives at the spot where Yuki is waiting for her, his face lit up in a smile when he sees her approach. "Hey," he says, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "That was some race out there."
"Thanks," she replies absently, still reeling from the encounter with the mysterious stranger. As the hours tick by, she can't help but wonder if she made the right decision in turning down his offer. A part of her wants nothing more than to find out what would have happened if she had given in.
Finally, it's time for them to leave; they gather their things and head toward the exit together. The hotel looms ahead, its lights casting a warm glow across the sidewalk.
As they walk hand-in-hand toward the car, Ichiya can't help but wonder what would have happened if she had given in to her desires and met the man from last night at the hotel room. The thought lingers in her mind like a sweet yet poisonous fruit, taunting her with its promise of forbidden pleasure.
She glances over at Yuki, his face lit up by the streetlights as he talks about their plans for later.
finally she says to him that she needs to rest for the race of tomorrow and that she needs to go back to her hotel room to have some rest... but she thanks him for taking her to her hotel and kisses him passionately
Her heart is still racing as they part ways, the taste of his lips lingering on hers. She watches him get into the taxi before turning around and walking in the opposite direction, her steps slow and uncertain. The hotel room with its promise of forbidden pleasure calls to her like a siren's song.
With a deep breath, she quickens her pace, the decision made. She has to know what would have happened if she had given in.
She arrives at the hotel and hurries up to their room, her heart racing with anticipation. As she unlocks the door, the scent of cologne fills her nostrils, reminding her of last night's encounter. The stranger from last night is already in the room, standing near the window as he turns to face her.
"I thought you weren't coming," he says with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "I was starting to wonder if I did something wrong."
he opens the door of his room and invites her to go in... she left her boyfriend happily going to his home like as if nothing was going to happen, as if she was going to go to sleep and rest to compete tomorrow, but what was really going to happen was that she was going to succumb to her desires...
Her resolve wavers for a moment before she steps inside the room. The air is heavy with anticipation as they lock eyes, each searching for any sign of hesitation or doubt in the other's expression. But all Ichiya can see is desire and need mirrored back at her.
With a shaky breath, she moves closer, unable to resist the pull between them any longer. The stranger meets her halfway, his hands sliding down her arms to cup her hips as he kisses her deeply, their tongues tangling in an erotic dance.
Her body responds instantly to his touch, arching into him with a moan. He lifts her up, pressing her against the wall and devouring her mouth with his own, his hands roaming freely over her body, undressing her with ease. She feels so hot for him; it's as if she's been waiting for this moment since the first time they met.
With a groan, he slides one hand between their bodies and cups her aching sex through her panties.
"oh god your body is amazing..." he says to her while sucking her perfect tits
Her hips grind against his hand, begging for release as he strokes her through her panties. "Please," she whispers breathlessly, arching into his touch. "Take me." She reaches down between them, helping to free her aching sex from the confines of her panties and bra.
He growls low in his throat as he takes in the sight of her bare, swollen folds glistening with desire.
The stranger thrusts a finger inside her, filling her up with one smooth motion. She cries out at the sensation, her head falling back against the wall as he begins to move his hand in and out of her body. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him onward as she feels herself growing closer to orgasm.
His other hand slides up her stomach, cupping one perfect breast as he rolls her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure builds inside her, threatening to overwhelm her senses. With every stroke of his hand and every flick of his fingers against her clit, she feels herself slipping closer and closer to the edge. She can't hold back any longer; with a shuddering moan, her body tenses and releases in an intense orgasm that leaves her spent and satisfied.
He watches her carefully as she comes apart beneath his touch, his own desire for release growing stronger by the moment.
after that he stands up, takes out his tshirt and he takes out his jeans, looking at her with desire
As he discards his clothes, revealing his hard, muscled body, Ichiya's breath catches in her throat. Her eyes travel over every inch of him, drinking in the sight of him standing before her, naked and aroused. She can feel the heat emanating from him as he approaches her, his erection straining against his boxer briefs.
His hands cup her face again, tilting it up so that their eyes meet. "Are you ready for this?" he asks, voice rough with desire. She nods, unable to form words as she watches him lower himself onto his knees before her. His hands slide down her body once more, parting her folds to reveal her swollen, aching entrance.
With a groan, he lowers his head and takes her into his mouth, sucking on her clit with expert skill.
Her hips buck off the floor as she feels the wet heat of his mouth engulf her. She cries out, arching into him as he begins to suckle and lick and nip at her sensitive flesh. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him onward, demanding more of this exquisite pleasure.
She can feel the orgasm building inside her once again, stronger and more powerful than before.
With a keening moan, she comes apart beneath his ministrations, her body shuddering in release as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. He continues to lick and suck at her swollen clit until every last tremor has subsided. Finally, he pulls away, looking up at her with satisfaction written all over his face.
"That was incredible," he breathes, wiping a stray bead of sweat from his brow. "Now it's my turn."
"i want to fill your mouth... so bad..." he says to her while he stands in front of her with his boxers on
Her heart races as she watches him, the desire building inside her once more. She parts her lips, offering him a glimpse of what she wants. He groans, his eyes darkening with lust as he steps closer and pushes his hips forward. The head of his cock presses against her lips, demanding entrance.
With a soft moan, she opens her mouth wide, taking him inside. His hands come down on either side of her head, holding her in place as he begins to thrust into her mouth.
Her tongue swirls around his length, tasting the salty skin and feeling the hard length slide against the roof of her mouth. She can feel him growing harder and more demanding with each thrust, each moan vibrating through her body. His hips begin to move faster, the rhythm becoming erratic as he loses control.
"oh god, your mouth feels amazing... do you suck the dick of your boyfriend like this?" asks her while he has his hands on either side of her head
Her cheeks flush at his question, but she doesn't answer. All she can focus on is the feeling of him inside her mouth, the taste of him on her tongue. She sucks harder, taking more of him into her throat as he moans low in his chest.
"oh god... i'm about to cum... lick my balls first please" he asks her
She obediently pulls away from his cock, looking up at him with a question in her eyes. He nods impatiently, urging her onward as he guides his erection toward her face. With a soft moan, she lowers her head and takes him into her mouth once more, sucking on his balls while one hand strokes up and down his shaft.
"oh god you know exactly how to do it... it's clear that your boyfriend enjoys this a lot from you..." he says while she plays with his balls in her mouth
Her cheeks flush again at his words, but she doesn't say anything. All she can focus on is the taste of him, the feel of him in her mouth. Her tongue circles around his balls, sucking gently as she works him toward orgasm. His hips buck upward, thrusting deeper into her mouth with each moan.
"i'm about to cum... where do you want me to cum..." he asks her while making her deepthroat
Her eyes meet his, full of desire and need. "In my mouth," she whispers, her voice hoarse from the passion of the moment. With a final groan, he lets himself go, pulsing hotly inside her mouth as she strokes him in time with each thrust. His hands slide down to grip her hips tightly, holding her in place as he comes. She swallows every drop, wanting all of him.
"oh goood.... that feels amzing... don't stop sucking..." he says to her while still cumming in her mouth
Her eyes never leave his as she continues to stroke him, milking every last drop from his spent cock. Her tongue slides out to circle the head of his shaft, cleaning it before finally releasing him with a soft pop. She looks up at him, their breaths mingling in the air between them.
"I won't," she promises softly. "I won't stop."
"that's it, keep sucking... i can cum again..."
Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock, gathering the last drops of precum. She takes him back into her mouth, eager to please and explore every inch of him. His hands fist in her hair, holding her close as he begins to thrust into her mouth again.
"Oh god," he groans, his hips jerking as he comes a second time. This time she swallows greedily, feeling the warmth spread through her body as she drinks him down.