This is where my mind is at.
She’s making the strangest, muffled cries as her hand desperately and blindly swat at my own hands, both of which have fistfuls of her hair as I hold her pretty little mouth in place over my cock.
I can feel her tongue flick along my shaft as she struggles, as I lean into her so she takes every inch. I’m not much but I delight in the fact that I’m thick, that she will take it all in.
I surprised her while she was on the couch, watching her favourite program.
I stood over her, blocking the view, while the moments ticked by. She tried to look around me at first, giggling, thinking I was having a laugh.
Then I surprised her, surprised myself even, when I lashed out at her and tore her grey, loose shirt, ripping it in half and watching as her tits fell out in a sweet, sweet bounce my perverted mind notes.
Then, grabbing her head with one hand and tearing down my pants to reveal my cock, I guide her over my shaft as she starts to protest.
I hear her but not really — because I’m so driven by the idea of feeling her wet, inviting mouth on me. I want it like nothing else. And it has to be her, this isn’t just any sort of lusting, this is wanting her pretty mouth so I can hear HER pretty cries as she chokes and gags on my length.
Yes, I coo to her, as I gain momentum, as I fuck her slutty little mouth. Yes, there’s a good girl.
Her cries of anguish turn to cries of pleasure. She starts to squeak. It’s almost inhuman, animalistic. I fucking love hearing it because it confirms what I think - deep down, she’s more animal than human and I love that and want to see that more.
I fuck her mouth till I’m about to come.
I want to pull out and blow my load on her tits but to my surprise she stops me. She keeps me there in her mouth. For a moment, we wrestle each other. I want what I want, she wants what she wants.
I get half way. My throbbing cock is spurting over her lips and dribbling down her neck to her tits. She’s looking up at me pleased as she scoops up the thin slithers of cum and licks it off her fingers.
We both catch our breath.
