"Now, let's see if you really are a `good little cocksucker' Annie," I said, still tweaking her nipples.
She flashed me a look, but then opened her mouth and took the head of my cock between her lips. She began sliding it in and out, perhaps two inches of length total, covering her teeth with her lips. It felt very nice, but it was not a good blowjob.
I pushed her face off my dick. "No, that won't do,' I said. "You've got lousy technique. You're too mechanical. You've got to make love to my cock, really go at it."
"Look," she began, "I'm taking this thing in my mouth, so don't…"
"Shut up!" I snapped, and she fell silent. "It's not `this thing,' it is MY cock. This kind of blowjob I can get from my hand. Now, cover your upper teeth with your lips, your lower teeth with your tongue, and let that tongue swirl the underside of my cock as you suck. And let my dick get plenty wet. Use some suction, and move your head from side to side as you go, with some passion. Now and then take it out and lick it. And I expect you to suck me a lot deeper."
"Deeper? How can I? My mouth was full as it was. You're too big."
"I guess you'll have to work something out. Oh, and use your hands to jack the shaft and fondle my balls while you suck." I leveled my gaze at her, "Now. Get back to work."
She took my cock in her mouth again, and this time was much better. I could feel her tongue playing along my glans and she applied a good amount of suction as her head bobbed up and down. She still was takeing only two or perhaps three inches, but the feeling was wet, warm. and wonderful.
I put her left hand on my dick and her right on my balls, and she drew her knees up to support herself. Her left hand began to jack my shaft, with just the same rhythm as her mouth sucked me. With her right hand she stroked my hairy balls; a ticklish feeling, but it always adds something to the experience. All in all, a good start.
After a few minutes of this I felt her saliva running down my shaft and onto my balls, and her mouth was getting smoother and looser. I put my hand on the back of her head, my palm covering the pink ribbon she had there, and pushed her down farther, so she was talking half my length with each downstroke. This increased her suction as she tried to take more and more of me into her mouth.
I could tell she was getting turned on – she increased her tempo and began taking me deeper and deeper without my urging, and soon I felt that I was very close to coming.
She pulled my dick from her mouth and licked it, eyes closed and an expression on her face that was almost loving. She flicked her tongue delicately over the glans, to which I said "Oh, yeah," and then she took my cock back into her mouth and began to suck it hard, deeper and deeper. She was emitting a little whimper in the back of her throat, and her nipples, brushing my thighs, were hand as raisins.
"I'm….gonna come….so get ready….to swallow…." I said between strokes. I felt her begin to humm some kind of protest (a princess doesn't usually swallow come, I guess), but the vibrations only made the sensation of her sucking more exquisite, and I exploded into her mouth.
Chapter 5 – Consummation of the Deal
I held her head in place as I came. At the first mightly spurt, I felt the head of my cock slip into her throat.
She swallowed hard once, twice, a third time, then pressed her face hard into my groin. She made a sound like a quivvery whine, and I thought she was choking, but I looked down and saw her hips churning.
She was coming! She pulled my dick halfway out and began bobbing her head again, wildly. The come was still pouring out of me, and I felt deliriously blissfull. Her orgasm lasted almost a full minute, her knees and thighs clamped tightly together, her ass bucking and churning, and though my cock had gone soft she kept it in her mouth until she was done. She had come without touching herself, just by sucking me off.
She let my cock slide from he mouth and rested her head on my thigh, the rest of her body collapsed between my legs. After a moment, I said "Did you like that?" She did not answer, did not look at me. "You came too. You must have liked it."
She turned away and hugged her knees, her back to me, and still did not say anything for several minutes. Then finally she said "I've never, um, done that before" in a soft, high voice.
"You forget I have pictures of you doing it to Bill Arnold," I said, standing.
"No, I mean…" she turned her head and looked up at me, "I never swallowed… it. I thought…" She drifted off.
"I felt my cock go into your throat when I came. I think that's what you felt. And my come going down your throat." Talking like this was making my cock stir again. Good, I thought, soon we go on to the next step.
"Yes," she said. After a moment she added "Your thing is so much bigger than Randy's – my boyfriend's – or Bill's. It was… different."
"You liked it, Annie."
"Ann."
"Yes. You did a good job, so it's Ann. I can see this is going to be a nice afternoon." I smiled at her reaction, which was mild shock.
"You mean we're not done?"
"Done?" I laughed. "We're about as far from done as you can imagine.
And this is just today. I like this, Ann. I like this a lot. And in a way, I think you do to."
She would not answer, but instead rose and went to the sink, to get a drink of water. After she finished her drink she turned to look at me.
Standing there at the sink, bathed in the sunlight coming through the tattered curtains, she was lovier than ever. I could see the moisture still glistening on her chin and the insides of her thighs. "I'm doing this because I have to. Don't get the idea that I want this."
"I really don't care. You're been getting your way all your life. Now it's your turn to do what someone else wants, " I replied, and she turned angrily away. "Besides, you didn't `have to' come like a damned flood. Maybe you don't like me, but you like this," I said, lifting my half-hard cock into my palm.
She turned back to face me, and stared at my cock, her lips parting involuntarily and the tip of her tongue just touching her upper lip.
She turned away and was silent.
I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her from behind, my hands cupping her breasts, my cock sliding across her ass. She wriggled a bit, trying to get free, but I held her tight, feeling her nipples and noticing how erect they were. Although she was certainly trying not to, her hips were rotating ever so slightly, and I could feel her heart pounding through her breasts.
I bent down and whispered in her ear, "You want in Ann, don't you? You want my cock…"
"No…no…" her voice weak and uncertain.
"Yes you do, I can feel your nipples, your heartbeat. I'll bet your pussy is getting wet." I reached down with my right hand, and she tried to fend me off, but it was obviously a half-hearted attempt. My hand stole between her legs, and I felt them part slightly. Her pussy lips were puffy and her hole was soaking wet.
"Unnnnnnngh," she murmured, and her head twisted from side to side.
"Tell me you want it, Ann. Tell me you want me to fuck you." I was really enjoying this, though from time to time it seemed rather like a dream, and I was afraid I might wake up.
"No…let me go…" she whispered, but her legs parted farther, and I felt her reach around to touch my cock with her fingertips. When she found it, she emitted a little gasp and wrapped her hand around it, jarking the shaft slowly.
"Tell me. Tell me you want me to fuck you."
"Ummmm. Yes, OK, I want it." Her voice cracked, and she began breathing very hard.
"Want what?"
"Want your… cock."
"Want it where? Want me to do what with my cock?" I began to stroke her clit against her pubic bone, and her hips bucked.
"Ohhhhhhhhh. Oh, fuck me with your cock, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…"
She turned and wrapped her arms around my neck, and I felt her tongue probe my ear.
I picked her up in my arms and carried her to the small bedroom, which was right off the living room. I laid her down on the bare mattress, her ass just on the edge, and spread her legs wide. Her pussy, such a small, cute little rosebud, stretched and parted, the lips glistening in the afternoon light. I rubbed the tip of my cock against those lips and up onto her clit and she went wild, her shoulders and head thrashing back and forth, her back arching.