[ Chapter 10 ]
"More." I breathed, my voice filled with need, and her grin widened.
For an instant, before Madeline once again coated my bulbous head with her wet tongue, licking up and down and around my pulsating cock. She grabbed it in her hand to hold it aimed at her face and continued her wild French kissing.
Her nimble tongue managed to touch and tease all of my most sensitive place, and it slowly drove me insane.
"Oh fuck. Yess.. Yess.." It was so good that I could only moans and curses.
"You like it, Monsieur?" She asked in that teasing voice, and I nodded in full agreement.
Then, suddenly, she dove back in, her luscious lips closing around my long length and she slowly worked more and more huge size into her wondrously soft and wet mouth.
But instead of going about half-way down and then up again, she just continued further and further down. I was simply awestruck as she could swallowed my eight inches length.
"Yeah. Yes so good." I moaned as she sank more and more of my cock into her mouth and further into her throat. It was extremely tight in there, and her strong muscles massaged my cockhead in a way I hadn't imagined.
"Mmmhh," she gagged but stubbornly continued until her face pressed itself against my pubic bone. Then she looked up at me, a triumphant look in her eyes, and I almost came right then and there.
After having noted the look of sheer amazement in my eyes, she withdrew, pulling her face off of my cock.
As she came up for air, she grabbed my cock, jacking me off while she took a few deep breaths and wiped away the long line of drool that stretched from her lips to my cock.
"Wow," she breathed in her raspy voice, "It's so delicious." Without waiting for a reply, she attacked my cock again, her lips quickly moving down my length until they met her hand.
Then, in perfect harmony, she started working me over with both her soft hand and even softer lips, and she soon had me gasping for breath again, scooting back and forth on the chair without knowing quite what I was doing.
Clearly, the foreplay was over, and she was getting serious on blowing me up.
"Oh God, oh God, oh God," I grunted, not even aware that I was talking, everything else was gone except for the raw, undiluted pleasure coming from my mother in law sucking off my cock.
She kept looking up at me, meeting my eyes whenever I looked down at the wonder that she was, and suddenly grabbed my hand with her free one.
Without missing a beat, she moved it on top of her head, and using it to push herself further down along my hard shaft.
Even I understood that she wanted me to take control, and I vividly remembered how she had enjoyed—me taking charge earlier at the breakfast table.
Wanting nothing more than pleasuring both her and myself, I stood up and placed my hands on her head.
Madeline gazed up, kneeling with her hands and feet on the floor. Her cheeks hollowed when I rocked myself in her mouth. Her throat expanded, taking me farther, deeper.
The pleasure was overwhelming and I resisted shutting my eyes, only wanting to watch her as she deep throated me.
She bobbed her head, gurgling and gagging around his my huge size. She gripped my legs to steady herself, but she didn't squeeze. Instead, she drove me deeper inside her.
I bunched up her hair in my hands. I could feel the back of her throat, warm, tight, and slick around him. She matched my rhythm and my legs trembled with pleasure.
As I pistoned myself hard and real fast into her mouth, she gagged loudly but she kept matching my movements like a good girl so I did it again. And again. Oh, wow, it felt so fucking good.
The outfit, the wonderful body, barely hidden beneath that outfit, the roleplay with look and that sexy accent, the clear and absolute submission on her part and the intoxicating feeling of dominanting her.
And her warm, wet mouth and the tightness of her throat as she repeatedly stuck my cock down there were nothing but pure pleasure for me.
With a fervor and complete lack of consideration for anything but my needs that I would never admit myself capable of, I fucked her mouth.
Hard, fast strokes, in and out, holding the defenseless woman still with my hands while I took my pleasure from her, with or without her consent, listening to her gag and watching her drool as she struggled to accommodate the onslaught.
"Fuuuuck, Madeline!" I finally moaned aloud and felt the well known waves of bliss crash through me.
It was ten times more pleasurable than any orgasm I had ever experienced before. The power, the build-up, everything. It was an incredible feeling, and I rammed my cock into her face and held it there while pleasure rushed through me.
She could feel warmth pool around her tongue as I blasted my sperm in her mouth. She swallowed fast, drawing out the final drops of my cum.
As the waves of orgasm calming down, Madeline sucked me off for the last time and with a 'pop' she parted her lips from my cock.
Madeline gave me her flirtatious smile and I could see the need in her eyes.
She turned around toward my office desk, putting her hands on the desk, she grabbed the edge. Stepping wide with her high-heeled feet, she bent over and pushed her ass back.
Madeline peered through her shoulder and smiled seductively at me. "Fuck me."
[ End of chapter ]