Megan 005

Megan 005


He then started to move his lips against my neck, lightly kissing against there. I was super sensitive there, and in truth I didn’t know that initially, but as he touched against that part there, I cried out, enjoying the sudden sensation of it. He continued this for a little bit, indulging in the sounds that I made, and in truth, he loved hearing them. For a long time he licked and kissed there, being very careful. 
“Lift your shirt out of the way, I want to give you something,” he said with a purr against my ear, biting it slightly and causing me to let out a small shriek of surprise and arousal. I didn’t realize I was that sensitive there as well. Suddenly, I pulled the edge of the collar away, exposing my pale neck. He then bit down against there, and soon, I started to scream out. 
He let his tongue push down against the skin, but he continued to suck against there making me shudder and cry out in wanton need and pleasure. I loved it, and I wanted nothing more than to feel this for a long time. He got in so deep that he left a mark, and soon, after a brief moment or so, he then pulled away, licking the mark that he gave me. 
“Be careful, don’t wear any shirts that hang too low over the next few days. You don’t want daddy to find out, right?” he asked me. 
I blushed. The way he said it was something else. I simply nodded, agreeing with him. I began to wonder just what the man had planned next, and in truth, I was ready for more. 
He then went back to kissing my neck area, letting his lips slowly but surely tease the flesh there. I groaned, aching for more from this man, and soon, he made his way down to my collarbone, licking and sucking on my neck with the smallest of licks and touches. It felt so good, my body immediately tensing up, and soon, I started to cry out. 
“Fuck,” I breathed. 
He grinned against there, his hands moving towards the hem of my shirt. I began to tense, slightly unsure of this next part. 
It wasn’t that I didn’t want it. I really did, and the need for this man was far too strong, almost intoxicating compared to anything else. But I was scared, mostly because I had no idea what in the world I was going to do next. I didn’t know what was coming. I’ve only ever kissed a guy a few times. I mean, despite being a bitch, my sex life was almost nothing at this point except kissing a couple of guys I went to a dance with. Most of them didn’t even try it with me, probably because of my dad.  
I gulped as he pulled my shirt off my body, revealing my black bra and my luscious breasts. However despite not being super sexually active, I knew I had curves in all the right places, with breasts that seemed to be for days, and also a plump ass. I knew that whomever I did end up with, I certainly would end up making them really happy. 
I felt his hands up against the edge of my breasts, touching them through the cups and squeezing them. I groaned, feeling the sensation of all of this, the aching need within me growing stronger. for a long time, I didn’t know what else to do besides sit there and let him play with them. He then moved his hand to the back of my bra, his finger against the clasp. 
“May I?” he asked. 
In truth, I didn’t know. I was scared, mostly because I felt like I was letting myself go too fast. But then, I nodded. 
“Yes,” I said. 
He then undid the clasp, letting the garment fall off. My breasts were soon exposed, rosy nipples just waiting for him. He licked his lips, and I could tell that he enjoyed the way they did appear before his eyes. 
He pressed his lips to one of them licking the tip of it, while his other hand went to my other nipple, pinching the bud with exact precision. I began to cry out, moaning out loud and loving the nature of this. I couldn’t believe how nice this was, and soon, he continued the actions, pinching and twisting the buds until they became erect. I moaned out loud, enjoying the nature of this, and soon, I began to feel a sensation within my body. I wanted more, my virgin pussy wet with desire. However, that mingling fear that seemed to like to hang out was still there, and soon, I started to feel him pinch a bit harder, causing the bud to harden, and that’s when I felt his tongue curl against the tip of it, flicking it hard. I moaned, aching for more from him, enjoying the nature of this, and soon, the man smiled, amping up the pressure until I could barely take it, screaming out loud and loving how it felt. It was honestly wonderful, and I didn’t regret it once it happened. 
He then pulled away, looking down at the obvious erection in his pants. 
“You want to handle the sausage?” he asked me. 
I almost laughed at that line, nearly ruining the mood. But then, I smiled, nodding in assent and then dropping down to where his pants were. I immediately felt scared, unsure of how this monster would look, but I felt the need to find out. I began to undo his pants, getting the zipper pulled down and the button undone. I slipped my hands to each side of his waist, pulling the garment off my body. It was then when I saw it, the throbbing member waiting for me.
I took in a deep breath. It couldn’t believe how fucking huge it was! It was bigger than anything I’d ever seen before. He was about eight inches at full erection, and he was already leaking out a small dribble of precum. I awkwardly grasped it, lightly handling it with small jerks. The result was him making low, guttural moans, sounds that immediately echoed through my ears and made me want to continue this.