Chapter 47 At Night
Sarah
"Go ahead."
Feeling the hardness with my sweaty palm, its gigantic size, I instantly remembered our first time. My pulse raced. My lower abdomen nearly burst with excruciating heat! Am I aroused too? Oh my God, this is crazy.
The man's hand falls on my thigh, crawls down, dives between my legs, pushing my knees apart. He unabashedly runs two fingers over my folds, pressing them, and then greedily and quickly rubs this sensitive spot, causing me to gasp softly, arch my back, and shamelessly spread my legs wider.
Damn!
I feel good.
Every touch, every action, every play with my body is a narcotic release.
"You're so wet..."
I'm shocked by what I hear, but I can't resist. My heart is pounding wildly, somewhere in my ears. My nipples are like needles. They began to ache and throb. They stood erect, digging into the cup of my bra.
My lower abdomen was pulled tightly into a knot. I felt so awful myself... If I don't get rid of this painfully sweet feeling, I'll die.
He pulls away briefly to remove the last unnecessary item, my bra revealing my small, firm breasts. Then he grabs the bottle from the table, commanding: "Have another drink."
Shawn brings the bottle to my lips, but I press my lips together, shaking my head. Enough... Too much for me. I don't drink. I'm already sick, and it's only going to get worse. I can't think straight.
Clicking his tongue in displeasure, he takes a sip straight from the bottle, then grabs the back of my head, clutching a handful of my hair, and kisses me again, relishing it.
Before I could process anything, Shawn parted my lips with his tongue and poured the wine into my mouth from his mouth.
I lost my head. Completely. When he threw off his shirt, pulled down his pants and underwear, I saw his gigantic, erect penis. It swayed menacingly, glistening with precum.
He swung his leg over me and towered over me like a true dominant, a regular winner. The billionaire's penis bobbed menacingly once more, just a few centimeters from my face, releasing a large, viscous drop of precum, and then… quickly and powerfully pressed against my lips. "Suck it, a little."
"But I..." I resisted.
He rubbed his swollen head against my lips, teasing, leaving a sticky, salty taste on my lips, chin, and a little on my cheekbones.
"If you don't like it, I'll pull it out of your mouth right now. I promise I won't hurt you. But my penis tastes very good. Try it... See for yourself. Relax and enjoy. Don't think about anything. We'll just have a nice night together. Just the two of us... Have some fun."
Suddenly, he covered my breasts with both hands and squeezed both hemispheres very hard. His skillful, powerful fingers caught my nipples and pressed them, rubbing them.
I couldn't hold back a moan.
Loud and hoarse, it burst forth.
My mouth fell open, and the man seized the opportunity. Grasping the thick shaft by the base, he plunged his cock into my mouth and began to thrust confidently, moaning hoarsely, trying to reach the wall of my throat with the enormous head...
"Fuck, that feels so good!"
It's useless to resist lust, especially when your nipples are being kneaded by experienced male fingers, wickedly pinching and twisting them, causing more and more flashes of insatiable desire.
Sharp electric shocks snake across my skin, making me twitch and shudder with each rhythmic thrust of his cock into my mouth, plunging my broken mind into a transcendental nirvana.
A large, hard cock with a large, elastic head moves inside her tight mouth like a jet piston, enslaving and conquering.
"Your mouth is so tight and timid. Is it a virgin too?" he hisses, clenching his jaw, making deep, springy thrusts. He springs and sways on his powerful, muscular legs.
He seems to be at his limit. As if he's about to cum... He's become too hard, tense, burning. His lips stretch, pulsating slightly. A salty, sticky liquid, his pre-cum flows down my throat.
"Have you never given anyone a blow job?"
"Stop..." I beg, but I can't stop. It's as if I'm hooked on his cock like a drug, and I'm amazed at myself! It's simply unthinkable, impossible... To want a man to the point of madness! I caressed his organ with pleasure, eagerly smacking my lips, tasting his heated flesh, scented with salt and musk. The sensations were insane, mind-blowing!
"Fuck, this is too much for me, I'm going to cum soon! But not so fast, I want to prolong the pleasure.” He slipped out of my throat and pounced on my lips, crushing them with his own. He bit one, then the other. He pulled back the lower one and thrust his tongue inside, tickling my gums.
First, his massive organ dominated there; now his tongue. And every movement was like dancing on the edge of a precipice. Worse than a roller coaster. A plunge into the abyss of sin.
I know I need to stop, push this crazed maniac away, but I can't. Because... I want him. I feel too good. I've taken a drug. His name...Shawn.
When his fingers plunged into my wet folds again, I was completely convinced I'd lost myself. I'd given in and surrendered to the power of this depraved billionaire.
He tugged at my folds, pressed his finger against my clit, and I moaned loudly into his insistent mouth, entwining my tongue with his.
Oh, my God, what is he doing to me?
This is insane.
Insane.
What a mess!
He began rubbing my clit quickly and hard, and then he abruptly fingered me! For a moment, I thought I'd explode and fly apart, but he paused just in time, fueling the fire in my lower abdomen even more, fueling the frantic arousal, pushing me to the edge.
How does he do this?
To possess me.
He manipulates my body so skillfully, making it respond to his caresses.
Is it the alcohol, or... He's just a mature and experienced man! He knows a woman's body; he knows it well. He plays with his brazen fingers with precision and skill, like a true professional.
"I want you again," he whispered into my mouth, licking the cut on my lip. "You're too sweet... And still tight. I wasn't fully satisfied yesterday. I need to finish what I started."
He teased me with his fingers, making me terribly wet in a matter of seconds. A river of liquid flowed out of me... It wasn't me. No, no, no! Not my body! I'm so surprised by everything that's happening that I don't even recognize myself.
He pressed his fingers against the tight walls of my vagina, widened it, and thrust two fingers inside at once!
"Ahhhh," I hissed, breaking my nails as I clenched my hands into fists.
"Yessss! What a hot, desirable girl. I really want to replace my fingers with my cock."