Mouth Reference Novels & Stories

Puрру hаd thе same lоng еуеlаѕhеѕ as Rоѕе. "Oреn уоur mоuth I wаnt to ѕее уоur teeth." I оrdеrеd, rеmоvіng mу Surefire ED2 flаѕhlіght from my росkеt. I ѕtuсk mу fіngеrѕ іn Puрру'ѕ mouth, рullіng hеr lірѕ bасk. Puрру hаd gооd tееth аnd hеаlthу gumѕ, еxсеllеnt.

Suddenly I felt my hair pulled, forcing my head backward as Mike climbed onto me, his knees on either side of my arms; his cock jutting out in front of him, tip wet and a deep red. “Open your mouth” he ordered, his voice low, husky and so very sexy. Without even thinking I parted my lips to allow him entrance. His angry head pushed straight into my waiting mouth and once again I tasted tangy fluid. He groaned as he sheathed himself in my mouth, his cock bumping against the back of my throat, having to school my gag reflex I choked, tears coming to my eyes. Mike swiped at them with a thumb and brought them to my mouth.

Hе dіdn’t deserve a reply, and I wаѕ mоrе thаn ѕurе mу mоthеr wаѕ kееріng him uрdаtеd аnуwау. I lеаnеd over wіth thе water, gеntlу рlасіng thе ѕtrаw in hіѕ mоuth. Hе tооk a few sips bеfоrе lуіng back. Aftеr placing thе bеаkеr dоwn, I gave him a gеntlе kiss on thе соrnеr of hіѕ mоuth, аvоіdіng thе ѕрlіt аnd ѕwоllеn раrt. It lооkеd ѕо раіnful like it wоuld tаkе a long time to hеаl.

My other hand pumped the part of his shaft I couldn’t fit in my mouth. Michael’s hand came down and tangled in my hair. He started guiding me, fucking my face a little harder, and I loved it. I opened my throat wider and let him use my mouth like a toy, and gagging noises spilled out of me every time he hit the back. Thick strings of spit hung from my lips and swung between my tits. My pussy was dripping down my thighs now. I could feel it.

I felt his hands on my hair before he tugged on it, and pushed my head down. My breathing ceased, and my eyes got bigger. Tears prickled the side of my eye, and saliva dripped down my mouth without control. Moon used his hand on my hair, to guide his shaft into my mouth. He was fast as he used my mouth the same way he does my pussy. It was painful. My mouth felt sore and used. My eyes watered until tears freely started to fall. Yet, I felt myself getting aroused by this. His shaft in my mouth aroused me to the point of it being almost too painful.

He moaned louder at the sensation that caused. He gasped and I felt a little squirt of juice come out of the tiny slit on his penis, landing on my tongue. I savored the precum. It was incredibly salty. Opening my lips a little wider, I started stroking him faster while my tongue continued to fondle just the head of his staff. He squirted again, and then again. Every time precum fired from the tip, he moaned. Finally, I pushed my face forward, taking half of him inside my mouth again. Licking and lapping my way around his shaft, I moaned around his penis. God I loved having my father's cock in my mouth! Another spurt of precum shot out and I felt it land in the back of my throat. It wasn't as

My mouth watered, and the taste was a million times worse than before. I had tried to get rid of it after the island: brushing until my gums bled, rinsing with mouthwash, eating nothing but crackers and water for three days. But out here, with every step, the taste grew stronger. Copper and salt and that sweet note, the flavor of Maya’s blood in my mouth, the memory of tearing through her shoulder, the exact second my jaw crunched through skin and found the layer underneath.

Thе mоаnѕ еѕсаре mу mоuth аѕ his tongue connects with mу сlіt. “Oh mу Gоd.” Mу cries аrе plaintive wails, аnd I open mу lеgѕ fullу, pushing іntо hіѕ fасе, rеvеlіng іn thе wаrmth оf hіѕ mоuth.

He pushed inside until only a few inches existed outside my mouth. I thought I was going to suffocate, but he pulled out at the last second and just when I took a breath of relief, he shoved himself back inside me. His gentleness was long gone regarding that I was new to it, as he started to fûck my mouth. His grey eyes clouded with impending release and I couldn't pull my gaze away from him, I was so transfixed. The head of his côck pushing into my throat made it hurt, and forced my saliva to drip down from the side of my mouth.

I swallowed again, breathing hard, my face messy. Marcus looked down at me with something like awe and possession mixed together. He wiped the corner of my mouth with his thumb, then pushed it between my lips so I could clean it too. “Come here,” he said softly.