“Fuck, that’s a pretty pussy,” he said with an audiblegulp.
“Is it?” I asked.
“So pretty,” he growled, his voice husky with desire. “And you taste so delicious and sweet …”
“I bet you’d feel pretty good inside me, huh?”
Lured back in, Dakota pressed the flat of his tongue against my mound. Without my panties in the way, Dakota’s tongue feltsohot and raw against my bare pussy, making my whole body tingle. This time, I didn’t try to keep the pleasure bottled up, and Dakota really made me scream. Spoiling my pussy withplenty of attention, he slurped and sucked and French kissed me in all the right places. He even stuck his tongue inside me, too, and swirled it around my walls, as if he had to taste me from the inside. His skilled mouth totally unraveled me, and it didn’t take long at all before my orgasmic screams filled his bedroom a second time.
Afterward, Dakota hit the mattress next to me, both of us staring up at the ceiling.
“Oh my God,” I whimpered, still trying to catch my breath. “You arereallygood at that.”
He grinned. “Thanks.”
“But I don’t want to be selfish.” I jumped between his legs and undid the waist button of his pants. “Take these off. I wanna suck your dick.”
“Have you given a blowjob before, Ottavia?” he asked as he pushed his pants down.
“Nope,” I said as I grabbed hold of his pants and pulled them off.
His boxer briefs clung to his muscular, thick-as-tree-trunk thighs, and showed the impressive bulge snaking down his thigh.
“Wow.” On one hand, his size was intimidating. On the other hand, my mouth watered just looking at it, and I couldn’twaitto taste him.
I hooked my fingers into his waistband and tore his underwear off. Freed, his big dick swung upward and smacked his six-pack abdomen with mind-numbing heft.
“Wow,” I said again. I wrapped my fingers around him, but he was so thick, my fingers didn’t even touch. “I knew you had a big one. But wow.”
He cocked his head. “Whoa, wait a minute. How’d you know that?”
“You pitched a tent in the car ride to my dad’s house! Remember?”
He laughed. “Oh, that’s right—when you started doing that voice that makes me want to come buckets.”
Grinning, I reprised my role as his loving girlfriend with the sultry voice. “My boyfriend Dakota has ahugeheart,” I said, and slowly began tugging his dick.
“Oh God.” He squeezed his eyes shut. “Please—not the voice—don’t.”
It wasmyturn to torture him, and I was loving it. I kept my eyes on his, so I could watch his tortured expression as I ran my tongue along the sides of his swollen shaft.
“But as big as his heart is?” I continued. “He’s got an evenbiggercock.”
I brought my mouth close to his tip, savoring the warm, masculine scent that surrounded him. I locked my lips around his head and was instantly struck—he tasted exactly like he smelled, only far more pure, like his taste was his essence distilled. Craving more, I opened my jaw and pushed down, sliding his manhood in as far as I could take it. His thickness filled my cheeks in a hurry. I was stunned at how full andalivehis dick felt in my mouth—I tasted the warmth of his body and felt him pulsing with life. It was my first taste of cock, but I loved it already.
Trying to fit more of him in, I gagged more than once, and my jaw stretched so bad it began to ache and burn … but I didn’t care. I only wanted to please him as he’d pleased me.
“Oh my God,” he quietly gasped, his cock throbbing between my cheeks.
I’m sure I wasn’tgreatat it, it being my first time and all, but if the sexy little moans he made were anything to go by, I must’ve been doing okay. His grunts and groans encouraged me. My hands joined my mouth and I found a groove, taking himdeeper, faster, and yes, occasionally choking on him as I pushed past my limits.
It didn’t take long before Dakota gripped a fistful of my hair, and roared, “I’m coming.” His muscles strained, his body jolting, and his come splattered against the roof of my mouth. I ushered his brackish cream to the back of my throat and swallowed.
Afterward, Dakota stared at me, laughing in awe, a stunned smile twisting his face. “No. No way. Noway.”
“No way, what?” I asked, probing my inner cheeks for traces of his seed. I rather liked his taste. It was salty, yes, but also sweet, and left a tingly, almost minty aftertaste.
“Nowaythat was your first time, Ottavia.”
