“Have you sucked a cock before, darling?”
“No.” She shakes her head, shredding more of my control.
I didn’t think she had, but hearing her admit to it fills me with a heady pleasure. “I shall be your first in all things,” I rasp. “My tongue in your cunt was a first. My cock in your mouth is a first. Later, I’ll pierce your virgin channel with my shaft and then I will plunder your ass. All of it shall be mine.” I myself might not have a lot of experience, but I’m a man that always goes after what he wants.
I stroke my thumb along her tongue, letting her get a small feel of what it will be like when I fill her mouth.
Cum leaks from the tip of my cock. So many fantasies on my mind. A need to have her all to myself. To own her in all ways. To never let her leave my side again. Not for a few hours or even a few minutes.
“To be my consort, you must deny me nothing. You are to be available to me at all times, for all things, and in return, you will want for nothing. You do not need to think about what to wear or what to eat. I will decide that for you. Every earthly pleasure that you can conceive is yours.” I tell her my dark thoughts.
I take my heavy cock in my hand and tilt her chin up with the other. She doesn’t stop me. Her eyes are filled with hunger. My wants and demands are turning her on.
My thumb strokes her lips and cheek before returning to her mouth. I pull down on her lower lip until her teeth are showing. I push my thumb in between her sharp incisors, press down on her tongue, and ready her for my shaft. Her mouth is hot and humid.
Excitement pulses through me. I feed the head of my cock between her lips, the gates of her teeth until it’s my shaft pressing her tongue down instead of my thumb. I shuttle in and out of her mouth shallowly until she’s used to the feel of me. When I feel her passive acceptance turn into active participation, I move my hand from her mouth to the back of her neck. She opens wider, taking me in.
“You look so hot right now, darling. Your lips are puffy, and your cheeks are red. Your tits are bouncing.” I reach down and pinch her again. She groans around my cock. “I’m going to come in your mouth and then I want you to climb on top and put your pussy on my face. I’m going to eat you out and then I’m taking you to the bedroom to fuck your cunt. If you’ve got any objections, now’s the time to voice them.”
Chapter Sixteen Mackenzie
I answer him by moaning around his cock, my mouth stretched. His bossy, demanding ways would normally annoy me, but they seem to be having the opposite effect right now. My whole body throbs with need with each command he gives me.
More than anything, I have this overwhelming desire for him to come in my mouth. The thought of giving him the same pleasure he’s given me at least a half dozen times has me doubling down on my efforts. I take him deeper into my mouth, hoping that what I’m doing feels good to him. Based on the sounds he’s making, I’d say he’s enjoying himself. The need to please him rides me hard.
Cum leaks into my mouth, and I suck harder, wanting more. He reaches up to grip my hair. He wraps it around his hand and pulls my head back so that I’m looking up at him as he thrusts in and out of my mouth. I watch him to make sure I’m doing this right. I might not have any idea of what I’m doing beyond listening to the girls talk about blow jobs, but I want this. No, I need this.
Each second I was away from him all I wanted to do was get back to him. I whimper when he pulls at one of my nipples. A flood of heat soaks my panties. More of his salty sweet taste fills my mouth. I’ve never experienced anything like this in my life. I never even thought I would enjoy giving a blow job by the way the other girls spoke about them. Maybe it’s his reaction to having my mouth on him that’s making it this way for me.
I can tell he’s getting off on each sound of pleasure that leaves me. He’s being bossy and demanding, but his real need is not to get himself off. It’s to give me pleasure. The same way he has this entire time. He’s reading me. Understanding things about me that I haven't even grasped.
“Darling.” He gives a slight pull on my hair when I take him all the way to the back of my throat. “You’re trying to unman me.” I release him from my mouth.
“I am a Vieth Orphan,” I remind him. I don’t know why I choose to say that, but I watch for his reaction. I think my comment is going to piss him off by the way his eyes flare. I try to take him into my mouth again, but he doesn’t let me.
“The best, it seems. Come and sit on the throne you are trying to claim.” I don’t understand what he means at first.
He grabs me, lifting me as he carries us back into his bedroom. He sits
