Bethany's POV
I felt accomplished, ecstasy flooding my senses as his scent filled my nose. His hand caressed the back of my head and I immediately knew what he wanted. Preparing myself, I pushed my head forward, taking the tip into my mouth.
Slowly, I took his whole length in, relaxing my throat for every inch I swallowed. I felt full but that was not the end. I pushed further, taking short breaths as I tried to focus on breathing. I let my body do the rest and in a minute, I felt my nose press against his skin.
My throat and mouth were full, stretched past their limits as I neared an unexpected orgasm. I could feel my body tingle, the back of my throat itch and the hairs on my skin stand firm. This was new but all too soon.
I waited, trying to catch my breath and suppress the sensation in my stomach but Andrew didn't care. He pulled back, and I thought he was going to pull out but instead, he gripped the back of my head, pushing his body forward with strength.
I felt his dick hit the back of my throat again, my gag reflex giving me warning signs. He pulled back again, as gently as earlier and knocked the back of my throat once again. I could feel his lust every time he pulled back and filled me up again. There was no need for words as I let myself succumb to his feral desire.
All I could do was guide him along without cutting him with serrated edges.
I lost myself in the moment, my mouth hanging open with saliva dripping down to my tits.
He didn't give me a moment to rest, driving his dick back faster each time. Little tears formed at the corner of my eyes but each thrust made me happier, wanting more of him.
A part of me was scared. This experience was a first for me. Meeting a man who was ready to be so rough with me, not caring about my pretty face and letting his desire run wild. I didn't know what to expect and my body threatened to flee, but I suppressed it with my mind.
His grip on me was firm and gentle. His gaze pulled me in deeper and I couldn't take my eyes away from his. Every inch of me tingled as he brought his hands to caress my cheek. Soon after, he pulled out and I almost screamed at him to put it back in.
"You look stunning with my dick in your mouth, and I know you want more."
In his presence, I felt like an open book. He easily read my mind, fulfilling my secret requests. I was going to nod in presence; a sheepish nod with saliva hanging on my lips with my titties shining with the saliva coating.
Before I could lower my head, he spread my lips apart with his thumb and pushed his dick into my mouth. Tasting it again after that short pause felt heavenly. I don't know why, but I invested every inch of me into the blowjob, hoping to taste his cum.
Unluckily, it backfired.
My body was on fire; Andrew's dick being the source of the flames and my mouth was the furnace. His heat seeped into me, settling between my legs as it pulled me to the edge.
In seconds, my body gave in. I turned into a cumming mess but I didn't care. On my knees, I could feel my juices flow around as its scent filled the air.
I couldn't wait to feel his dick press against my clit before plugging my broken dam.
I had hoped he would fuck my throat till his cum filled my mouth, but he stopped after a few minutes. His dick was coated in my saliva as it dripped down his balls while some fell to the floor.
The sight was stunning and I wanted him back in my mouth but he pulled me up, to my shaky feet.
He took me to the wall, pressing his thigh between my legs as he slowly rubbed my clit. Finally, he pulled off his shirt, standing naked just like I was. I stared at him through thin slits, another orgasm caressing my soul.
His touch was torture, making me want him even more.
His chiselled body was too inviting, so I pressed a hand against him. I slid my fingers along his chest, feeling every contour and fold. His stomach was flat and strong, and with each breath, I could feel the tremors of his body.
I let my hand slide lower, wrapping his dick between my fingers. He drew in a sharp breath, closing his eyes as his thigh stopped moving for a moment. In seconds, his mouth was against my shoulder, with soft bites that forced moans out of me.
In the next breath, he pulled me away from the wall and carried me to the bed.
I was at his mercy and I loved every minute of it.
"Take me. Please."
"Shhh. You're not ready yet."
Why not?! What's left?
My pussy was dripping wet, my eyes were clouded by lust and desire, and his dick was perfectly coated in my saliva. What else did he need?
I would ask but he pinned me down to the bed, getting in with me. He caressed every inch of my body before settling on my hard nipples. He pinched them lightly, making them harder than they were before.
I curved toward him, trying to guide his dick inside me, but he noticed my actions. Instead pinned my hands behind my head, working a knee between my legs and spreading them even wider as he inched closer.
I looked up, seeing his dick dangle above my stomach. I imagined how rough he would be with me, how he would take me from whatever angle or position he liked, fulfilling his desire.
He bent his head, taking my lips in his once again, nibbling on them. His tongue caressed mine as we engaged in a mild battle for supremacy that I lost. I didn't care.