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Author: Iamur_Light
last update publish date: 2026-03-30 08:41:18

༒ ℑ𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔫༒

“Come here.” His voice is deep, sultry like he is in a trance. It makes my body shake with desire.

Ever so slowly I stride up to him, standing in between his open legs. He tugs my hand sharply, making me fall into him, my ass directly over his growing bulge.

“I didn't pay for you to stare at me. Get on your fucking knees, and suck me off.” he growls, his voice harsh.

I drop to my knees, my eyes unable to move away from his beautiful eyes.

I trail a finger over his cock through his pants, a barely there groan leaves his mouth encouraging me to move on. I tighten my palm on his cock this time a groan leaves his mouth. I am nervous right now, hoping I don't make a mistake.

“Such a little tease” he hums, biting his lips.

A small smile makes its way to my lips as I unbuckle his belt. I tug the waistband of his pants down.

His cock springs free from his boxers standing proud, and erect.

Oh my goodness. It's huge, and thick.

Will this even fit inside me?

“I will make it fit.” he grunts as if he was hearing my thoughts.

His fingers wrap around my throat, pressing down slightly so I am not choking. He leans over his face directly in front of mine, he trails his thumb over my lips.

I take a sharp breath as he takes off my singlet with only one hand, twerking the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

“Yeah, you like that hmm?”

He murmurs, his lips peppering kisses along my jaw to my ear down to my neck where he sucks hard. My back arch at the sensation that runs through me, it's something I haven't felt before.

This was all new and weird… yet it felt so good.

His palm in my throat shifts, tugging my hair hard earning a moan from my lips. My desires are reaching their peak at this point, and he has barely even touched me.

“Are you going to stop being such a tease now?”

“Yes.” I gasp, my thighs pressing together to get some sort of release from my throbbing dick.

“Uh huh.” he tsks his right foot pushes my legs apart as a whimper leaves my throat.

“Do as you are told only then will I consider touching you.” he pauses, raking his eyes over my body once more.

As if not satisfied a sharp sound fills the air as he rips my panties apart. The move is so sudden, so hot it has me panting.

Deciding to listen to him, I take his cock into my palm as he groans loudly, throwing his head back. That encourages me, using my thumb I rub his precum over his length and start stroking.

He thrust his hips into my palm urging me to move faster.

I have to use both my hands because of how big he is. The sight of his cock in my hands is so tempting I follow my urge and swipe my tongue over his top to taste him.

Not too salty or sweet, it tastes just right.

A deep groan leaves his mouth, “Fuck yeah. Take it in your mouth.” he urges. His breathing quickens.

I do as instructed, taking his whole tip into my mouth and suck. He bucks his hips causing him to slip deeper, making me gag.

“Breath through your nose, and fucking take more.” he grunts, his grip on my hair tightening tightening.

I swipe my tongue over his tip, bobbing my head up, and down, taking more of him as I do.

My palm strokes the rest that I can't fit into my mouth. I hollow my cheeks as I find a pattern I like.

Swipe, suck, stroke.

I haven't given a man head before, but the groans, and grunts leaving his mouth tells me I am doing something right.

His foot in between my legs moves slightly rubbing my Honeypot. My body jerks at the unexpected move.

“Just like that baby. Faster.” he groans.

I move faster, bobbing my head faster as I stroke him. My moves become sloppy as I can't seem to get both my hands, and mouth in rhythm.

As if he senses it, his next words have me nodding in relief.

“I am going to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours, and you are going to take it like a good fucking boy, yes?”

I nod, earning a grunt from his parted lips. He bucks his hip up, pushing his cock further into my throat.

It hits the back of my throat, “ Fuck baby, you feel so fucking good with that mouth of yours wrapped around my cock like a filthy whore.”

His dirty words go straight to my core. The heat in between my legs becomes too much and I start grinding on his leg.

“Look at you. Such a desperate little slut. You are already precuming without me even touching you, you want me so bad you can't help but to grind my leg, eh?” he groans.

His eyes piercing into mine as I grind his leg, him fucking my mouth. His legs tighten, he begins to thrust faster into my mouth, my throat squeezing him as he does.

“Fuck. You feel so good. I am about to cum, and you are going to take every damn drop of it like a good boy, yes?”

He doesn't give me time to respond as his hips move forward spilling into my mouth.

I swallow, loving the taste of him.

He tugs me up, hoisting me up. I wrap my legs around his waist, he walks over to the bed throwing me down.

I bounce on the bed.

He leans over, trailing kisses from my legs to my thigh up to my throbbing dick. He moves further up avoiding the place I want his mouth to be.

His kisses continue up my belly button to my boobs, staring at my very hard nipple he groans.

“My turn.” he says, then latches onto my nipple like a starving baby.

My back arches off the bed, my finger finding its way into his head as his hand found my other nipple, twerking it like he did before.

“Oh fuck.” I don't recognise my voice anymore.

The feeling is intense, his mouth on my nipple sucking, tugging, biting as his hand works on my other nipple is too much.

I moan, writhe beneath his touch completely at his mercy.

His other hand moved down the side of my belly then held my dick.

“Oh my goodness, fuck.” I gasp, grinding my dick against his fingers.

The feeling is too much, I need a release.

“Such a needy little whore.” his hand leaves my dick only to come back down in a light slap. It sends pain through my system, but the pain is enjoyable as it has me moaning.

His thumb worked my dick, my hips moved automatically to match his rhythm.

“Please.” I beg, my breath coming out in my pants.

“Please what baby? Tell me what you want.” he taunts, his thumb still on my dick rubbing but not enough.

“Fuck me please.” I beg, rolling my hips.

“As you wish.” he rises up grabbing his discarded jeans to take a condom out.

When did he undress?

Before I can ask he is slamming into me with a long hard thrust. A scream tears out of my mouth at the unexpected force. He grabs my throat, tears forming at my eyes as the pain electrifies my insides.

Fuck that's how I lost my virginity.

I moan at the pain his palm leaves, arising sweet pleasure in its wake.

“Fuck. Such a desperate whore”

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