I wait for her to pull back. To ask. But instead, she just cups me in her hand, her light touch driving me to the brink of insanity as she looks up at me wide-eyed.
“It’s so big,” she breathes, looking up at me. “Tell me how you like your cock sucked, Damian. I want to do it right.”
My jaw tightens, relief washing over me that she didn’t ask. I don’t knowwhyshe didn’t ask, but my arousal comes roaring back, something about the fact that she didn’t press me makes me want her that much more. Every word out of her mouth has me on the precipice of coming far too soon. Somehow, she’s shot straight to every filthy, guilty fantasy I didn’t realize I had—and apparently, a young, innocent woman on her knees begging me to teach her how to suck my cock is something I want very fucking badly.
“Have you ever sucked a cock before?” I murmur, letting go of herwrist to brush my fingers against her cheekbone. Sienna lets out a soft moan at the touch, her lips still touching my cockhead, and the vibration makes me groan. When she shakes her headno, my cock twitches, pulsing as more pre-cum drips onto her full lips. “This is the first cock you’ve ever had in your mouth?”
She nods wordlessly. Then: “Yes.”
“Good girl.” I brush my fingers against her cheekbone again, dragging them down to her chin as I grip her jaw lightly, pressing my thumb against her lower lip, a fraction away from my swollen cock. “Saving this pretty mouth for me. Open up,milaya devochka. I’ll show you just how I like to be sucked.”
Her mouth opens immediately, lips parting so that I can see her pink tongue. “Slide that tongue out for me,devochka. Let me feel how good it is against my cock. Keep your eyes on me, good girl?—”
Fuck. The warm heat of her tongue against the underside of my cock feels like heaven. I slide my cockhead over her tongue, feeling her lips wrap around the sensitive, swollen flesh, and I grit my teeth, a curse slipping out as I feel the pressure of her mouth. I’m almost too big to fit in her delicate mouth, and the sight of my cock slipping between her lips, stretching them as her eyes start to water, makes me throb painfully, coating her tongue with pre-cum.
And then she fuckingmoansaround my length.
“Good girl—fuck—” I suck in a breath, fighting to keep control. “I’m not going to last long,milaya devochka. Not with how good your pretty mouth feels.” I press my thumb gently against her cheek, stroking as I grip her hair with the other hand, guiding her down my length. “You’re going to be a good wife, and swallow every drop when I give it to you. You’re already so close to earning my cum,fuck—” I groan as her mouth slides another inch down my length, and I can feel her fighting to take it, feel the tip already pressing into the back of her throat.
She lets out a choked moan, the sound vibrating against my heated flesh, and my hand tightens in her hair. Her eyes are watering, tears starting to drip from her lashes, and I give her a moment to adjust before I start to push my cock into her throat.
“You said you wanted to please me,devochka,” I growl. “To learn how I like my cock sucked. I want you to take as much as you can. You can take it,dorogoy.”
She chokes as I push my tip into her throat, and I can see that it’s too much. Even in the fog of my lust, my aching length begging to be shoved down her throat while I fuck her face, I pull back, knowing that it’s too much for her first time. She needs to be trained, taught, not broken.
I slide out to the tip, then draw myself out of her mouth as she gasps for breath. “I’m sorry,” she gasps, and I shake my head.
“You’re doing perfectly,” I promise her. “Take it again,dorogoy. An inch at a time. Run your tongue all around the tip, just underneath—fuck—” I groan as she obeys, swirling her tongue over the taut, swollen head before teasing the soft flesh beneath, testing my instructions. “You’re a natural,dorogoy. And you look so pretty with your mouth full of my cock.”
Sienna whimpers, her tongue lashing against me again as she takes another inch, tightening her lips as she sucks. She looks up at me as she does it, as if begging for approval, to be told if she’s doing it right, and I cup her face in my hand, groaning as she takes more.
“Good girl. That feels so fucking good. You take my cock so well.” I grit my teeth, trying not to imagine murmuring those same words while I fill her pussy with my throbbing length.I’m not going to fuck her. This is as far as it goes. I’m going to come in her mouth, punish her for disobeying, give her an orgasm, and then walk away. And that’s the end of it.That’s the end of it. It’s a mantra that I repeat in my head, as much to stave off my orgasm as to remind myself that Icannotlet this go further.
Under no circumstances can I fuck my wife.
The pleasure builds, tightening at the base of my spine as heat races up it. Her mouth feels so fucking good, and I don’t know how much longer I can hold out.
“Fuck, Sienna—” I gasp her name without meaning to, and I see her eyes widen as she hears it, rasping over my lips as my accent thickens, my pulse thundering in my temples as I struggle to containmy orgasm. I don’t want to come yet, but Ineedto, and I don’t think I can hold out much longer.
I feel the tip brush against the back of her throat, pushing deeper, feel her choke around my cock as she lets out a strangled moan—and I lose control.
“Fuck, dorogoy, I’m going to—” I feel my cock stiffen in her mouth, impossibly hard as it pulses and the first hot spurt jets out, coating the back of her tongue and her throat. I feel her jerk, see her eyes widen in surprise as she chokes, and I know I should let her go, pull out, come anywhere but down her throat. But the primal part of my brain has taken over, and all I can think of is how fucking gorgeous she looks with her mouth stuffed full of my cock, choking on my cum as I spurt down her throat.
“Take it all,dikaya koshka,” I growl. “Swallow every drop,khoroshaya devochka. Good girl. Good—” My cock throbs again, more cum filling her mouth, and I see her struggling to keep both my cock and cum inside, her lips puffing out around my cock as she fights to swallow as fast as I’m coming. A drop of it pearls at the corners of her lips, cum beginning to run down her chin, and my hips jerk as I feel the final spurt coat her tongue.
I catch the cum dripping from her chin, sliding my cock free as I replace it with my cum-soaked fingers. “Lick them clean,khoroshaya devochka. Every drop.”
Her cheeks are streaked with tears, her eyes watery, her lips swollen, but she sucks my fingers into her mouth all the same, licking them clean without ever breaking eye contact. I’m still mostly hard, my cock refusing to deflate even after that powerful climax, and all I can think as I watch my wife lick my cum off of my fingers is that she’s fucking perfect.
She’s naturally submissive. Trainable. Innocent. I could mold her into the perfect fuck-toy, a willing, perfect doll for me to fuck when I pleased, who would get on her knees to please me exactly the way I taught her to. I can feel my cock stiffening all over again just at the thought, and guilt sweeps through me, desire and repulsion tanglingtogether in a strange, knotting sensation in my stomach. I’m disgusted with myself—and I’m already hard again.
“Did I do it right?” she whispers, still on her knees as she looks up at me. It hasn’t occurred to her to move yet, I don’t think. She’s waiting for me to tell her what I want her to do next.
Fucking perfect.
“You did very well,khoroshaya devochka,” I murmur. “My good girl.”
“I’ll do better next time.” Her tongue sweeps over her lower lip, and my jaw tightens.
