“Nice?” I asked before continuing on.
“Mmmmm.”
That was enough encouragement for me to venture further and start tickling his loose, cum laden sack with my fingertips while I continued to stroke his shaft with my other hand.
“Oh, fuck. Yes. That’s the money shot, right there.”
I laughed. “It just feels natural. I’m enjoying the feel of you, too. If you let me give them a good wash, I might even take them in my mouth. Would you like that?”
“Really? Don’t tease me, baby. I’d absolutely love that.”
“Let me play some more, first. I’m enjoying holding you and feeling your cock swell in my hand.”
Logan moaned again as I tickled his balls some more.
“Hey, baby, you don’t have to stop with my balls in your mouth, either,” he said with a wry grin.
“I’ve never done that before,” I said. And I wasn’t really sure I was ready to, now, as it happened.
“Please?” He flashed his pearl white teeth with a to-die-for smile that began to win me over.
“Let me think about it while I get you ready. Just in case I decide I want to try it.”
Up until now the thought of taking a guy in my mouth and letting him finish off in there made me gag. But that was before…
Chapter 6
I’m not sure how I found his secret little erogenous zone, but while I was soaping up his dick and enjoying the feel of the ridges made by the pulsing web of veins that seemed to feed his insatiable and enormous cock with blood, the fingers I used to touch his sack ventured further back, toward his butt crack.
“Oh, yeah! Right there, baby. More of that.”
My soapy fingers worked their way toward the tight opening of his ass, gently rimming it to produce the most guttural sounds I’d ever heard in my life.
“What the fuck … is that?” he sighed when I removed my finger to soap it up some more.
“You like that?”
“Like? Like doesn’t even begin to cover it. I’ve never felt anything like it. Do my balls again, and then work your way back.”
I was on the right track, from the feedback I was getting. A good thing, too, because if I wasn’t making this work, I had nothing else as a backup plan. After all, we’d only started having sex a matter of days ago. I was hardly an expert on what he liked, now, was I?
After a few more plays with his ever tightening balls and his puckered rim, I made a rash decision.
“Come on, you’re all clean and shiny now. Hop up on the edge of the tub. You can sit there so I can stay in the nice warm water,” I suggested.
“You sure you want to do this?” The expression on his face begged me to say yes.
“Come here,” I demanded. “Kiss me.”
His lips pressed against mine in a tender, compassionate kiss, unlike his usual possessive, probing style. He made an effort to kiss me the way I liked to be kissed in the tender moments. There was always times when the rough stuff was good, but in that moment, I needed to be cared for. I needed to feel loved.
As he sat down on the edge of the tub, in one swift, do-or-die motion I plunged my mouth down toward the head of his cock.
“Yes, I’m sure,” I said with my lips pressed against the taut, flared part of his massive head and tried my best to part my lips wide enough to take it into my mouth. Doubts about my ability to fit something so… robust into my tiny, sweet little mouth began to surface. My greatest fear was not only would I make a complete dick of myself but that I’d let Cody down and disappoint him. With renewed focus, I went to work.
The bathwater had evaporated, leaving the tip of his bulging knob quite dry. I worked up some spit in my mouth and spat on his tip to lubricate it and make it easier to slide it past my lips.
“That’s the sexiest, dirtiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen anyone do, baby.”
I spat on his shaft and rubbed it in with my hand to get it ready for my next attempt. I could see the carnality splashed across his face and the primal cravings burning in his eyes.
“Oh, you dirty, dirty girl. I love my dirty girl. What are you?”
“I’m a dirty little bitch. Your dirty little bitch, Daddy. I’m your horny slut for the night and I want you to take me and use me any way you want,” my inner slut replied.
Did he say he loved me? No, surely that’s just part of his dirty talk?
I wanted him in my mouth. I wanted him to fill me with his cock. I needed to feel that swollen, thick head down my throat, even if I had to choke on it while his fat, pounding shaft convulsed in my mouth. I’d never imagined doing anything like that before, yet there I was, begging for it.
“Suck my cock. Suck it hard and take it deep or I’ll ram it down that sweet, innocent mouth of yours!” he growled. His voice was lusty and dominant. “I’ll shove right down your throat until you’re taking me, balls and all!”
I felt my clit buzz with excitement in the warm water as the filthy words poured from him. I so wanted to touch myself while I made him come, but I needed both hands to do that. I settled for grinding my thighs together to get some friction happening down there. It wasn’t perfect, but it was working, after a fashion. I could feel my clit respond to Logan’s wild words and my self-pleasuring.
With all the courage I could muster, I opened my mouth as wide as I could and looked into his piercing ice blue eyes. His facial expression as primal as it was needy. I knew he’d not be able to help himself and would make good on his promise if I couldn’t deliver. The thought frightened me and exhilarated me at the same time. I loved how he could claim me and possess me at any time and in any way he chose. I loved being his. All his.
And down I went, taking his massive fucking cock’s head deep into my mouth. I started to gag and pulled back slightly to give myself a chance to get used to it. Big mistake. As soon as I started to feel more comfortable with that enormous lump of cock in my mouth, Logan put a firm hand on the back of my head and thrust his hips toward me, sending his cock so far into the constricted part of my throat that I couldn’t even gag. My throat was jammed tight with cock.
What was most disturbing was that I hadn’t even taken his full length inside me. There was still enough of the thick, vein entwined shaft for me to wrap my whole hand around. My God! He was one well hung older man.
Tears welled in my eyes as I panicked at the unfamiliar sensation and began to fear that I might literally choke on his knob. But they soon dissipated and I began to breathe as best I could through my nose. Wanting to let him know I was alright and hoping he’d stop pushing on my head, I murmured to signal that I was OK. I could feel the vibrations from my communication attempts travel through his shaft, to my encircling hand.
“Geez!” he whimpered. “Can you do that again?”
Taking a deep breath in through my nose, I started to make sounds in my throat again, much to Logan’s delight. From the gleam in his eyes and the way his cock pulsed in my mouth, I was doing great for him.
Before he could stop me, I pulled back and motioned for him to stand as I sat up on my haunches so my face was still level with his tackle. Wrapping one hand around his copious shaft, I spat on one finger of my other hand and proceeded to suck him back into my mouth where I held him for a moment and circled my tongue around the rim of his cock’s head adding the occasional flicker with the tip of my tongue to the underside.
“Oh, fuck, baby. That tongue of yours is to die for. I love your dirty little tongue. I want you to taste my come on your tongue and drink it like a dirty little guzzler. I want you to swallow me. Every fucking drop of my milky load!”
I felt the heat in my pussy start to build as his words further ignited the ravenous yearnings surging through me. Furiously, I began to rock back and forth, fucking his cock with my mouth and my hand in unison, like a well-oiled machine.
As the tension continued to build between my legs, the friction on my deprived and needy clit started to deliver and I could sense a wave of orgasm begin to a
mass. I increased the urgency of my writhing to bring it on, not wanting to wait any longer for relief. I needed to come. God! What had my stepbrother done to me? He’d turned me into a come-hungry little whore, that’s what he’d done.
I cupped Logan’s balls in my other hand and let them smack against my palm while I worked my saliva coated fingertip into the crack of his ass in search of his sensitive, puckered opening.
All the while, I’m pistoning my mouth and hand on his cock like a woman possessed, while trying to tickle his balls and finger his butt. There was a lot going on. Not to mention my little climax nearing its own crescendo.
“Make me come, baby. Suck it! Suck it all you filthy cocksucking slut!” he screamed with a heady blend rage and passion, like a man right on the edge.
I wanted him to come. I needed to taste him for the first time. But I had needs too and I wasn’t quite ready for my release, so I slowed my pace enough to take the edge off and keep him going a bit longer.
Looking up at the desirous and eager expression on his face, I felt my own needs surge within. I hummed on his cock and continued to circle the rim of his sphincter with my wet finger. Feeling his balls tighten like they were ready to spill their hot load, I released his cock from my mouth to give my aching jaw a rest and set to work on his sack.
Licking one testicle at a time, I used the flat part my tongue to lick them like they were candy or an ice cream. Long, gentle licks up and down his scrotum. I enjoyed how it pulsed and flinched in response and wanted more. Opening wide once again, I positioned my head so his balls were dropping into my mouth. Both of them at the same time. And I suckled them like I was trying to milk them of their delicious payload.
“I need to come, baby. I can’t hold off. Please, finish me off,” he begged.
“Come in my mouth Daddy. Fill me like a dirty little come bucket. Use me. Fuck my mouth!” I snarled at him.
With a final flourish of my tongue and a last suck, I let go of his balls and grabbed his cock and shoved the weeping, purple tinged crown deep into my mouth in one magnificent swallow. I was super proud of myself and felt like quite the little cocksucker.
By then, I was as close to coming as I could get without reaching the point of no return. It was time for the main event. For both of us. Squeezing my thighs together, I continued my gyrations while trying to focus on Logan’s needs, too.
Hand and mouth fucking him until his clawing desire overwhelmed him and he reefed a handful of my hair and started thrusting his hips to and fro. My hand and head remained still as he rammed his rock hard and near bursting cock in and out, relentlessly, like he was possessed.
I couldn’t hold off either. My orgasm wouldn’t be stilled any longer so I let it go. I shuddered and screamed silently with his cock down my throat, causing him to make a succession of keening and moaning sounds as he looked down on me. The back of my throat vibrated on his knob and I knew he was feeling it. The ferocious look in his eyes showed me the unequaled pleasure I was giving him. Needing him to share his moment with mine, I knew I had to make him come quickly as I was being ravaged by my own climax.
Taking my wet finger, I found his puckered opening again and began to work on it fervently. Rimming it gently, attempting to coax it open. Soon it was opening unbidden and welcoming my finger inside.
Logan’s eyes grew wide as he fucked my face and I finger fucked his asshole.
“Finger fuck me and drink my come!” he wailed.
I knew he was about to blow. His anus squeezed my finger rhythmically and his balls, still nestled in my hand became smooth and tight. Then I felt ribbons of what felt like steaming hot sperm shoot down the back of my throat. He pumped and pumped. It was like a never ending stream of salty cum. I thought it was never going to stop and I couldn’t swallow fast enough to keep up with him.
My finger was in his tight hole to the second knuckle and it felt like he was drawing me deeper inside him to pleasure him even more.
He howled again, but I couldn’t discern his words, only the wild, animalistic sounds of his unrestrained lechery.
I was gagging on his creamy fuck and couldn’t swallow any more. It started pouring out of my mouth onto my cheeks. It drizzled down my chin and all over my tits. When he finally released my hair enough for me to pull away, he was still shooting ropey streams of his hot load in the air and all over my face. It was like being in a fucking come blizzard. It was everywhere. Bucket loads of the stuff. I was almost drowned in it.
“Oh, baby…baby…baby,” he whispered. He was still enthralled in his climatic state but his face said what he couldn’t find the words to say.
I had just given him the best, most intense come he’d ever had in his entire life, I’m sure of it.
After I carefully extracted my finger, he bent down and kissed me on the lips, hungrily and with passion. The sperm still on my tongue and all over my mouth was shared between us as his tongue desperately sought mine, pillaging my cum-coated mouth.
“I love you, baby,” he whispered in my ear as he held me protectively against his undulating, muscular chest.
“I love you, too, Daddy.”
I could hear the comforting sound of his heart beating rapidly. I felt like I was where I belonged.
The End
Also by Bianca James
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Rescuing His Mountain Bride (Bear Mountain Daddies Book 1)
Protecting His Mountain Bride (Bear Mountain Daddies Book 1)
Claiming His Mountain Bride (Bear Mountain Daddies Book 1)
Stepbrother Romance
Stepbrother Desires
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I write wickedly hot, steamy romance stories that will leave you gasping. Yes, they are a little over the top, but there’s nothing like a quick, dirty read about an alpha male or a sinful, forbidden relationship to spice up the day, is there? If you like your romance scorching hot and very, very naughty, then my stories are for you!
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All characters in this book who engage in sexual acts are 18 years and are not related. All sexual acts are consensual.
Table of Contents
Bianca James
About the Author
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Also by Bianca James
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