We’re still in the middle of the ballroom but the soft romantic dancing is done. I’m ready to fuck her right here and now.
“This is not just a first date,” I tell her in a deep throaty voice. “We’re going to be together forever you and me. I can feel it. I know it. That might be forward, but that’s the kind of man I am.”
She steps back from me as she sways her hips—hypnotizing me with the rhythm. She’s gripping my tie, teasing me.
“Okay, Mr. Forward,” she says with a grin. “What else is going to happen tonight?”
I grin, wondering how far I should go. How blunt I should be.
Fuck it.
“I’ll tell you what’s going to happen,” I say in a firm unwavering voice. “That dress is going to be on the floor. Your big tits are going to be in my hands. My hard cock is going to be wedged deep in your wet little cunt. Is that forward enough for you?”
Her cheeks start to flush, her eyes start to get a glazed over look like the need and lust is taking over, and her body comes back to me, pressing against me, making me crazy.
“You sure about that?” she asks as she drags her sweet tits up my chest.
My balls are aching they’re so full. I need to unload them deep inside her. Right into her ripe young womb where I can breed her and make her mine.
“I’ve never been so sure of anything,” I say as I drop down to my knees.
Her mouth is open, gasping as she watches me drag my palms up her smooth legs. Her golden dress bunches up as I raise my hands higher.
She gasps as I grab onto her panties and pull them down.
My mouth is watering, knowing what it’s about to taste. Every nerve ending in my body is stirring with anticipation.
Her panties are black and lacy and wet. She doesn’t say a word as I bring them down to her sexy high heels, she just steps out of them, one foot at a time.
I bunch them up and bring them to my nose, inhaling the sweet scent of her arousal. Fire burns through my veins. Heat rushes to my core.
“These are mine now.” My voice has a desperate edge to it. It’s deeper and rougher than usual.
She watches as I stuff her panties into my pocket, but she doesn’t try to get them back. I can tell she wants me to have them. She wants me to be able to smell her whenever I want.
I slide my palms back onto her legs and moan as I glide them up her thighs.
“I told you I’m going to bury my cock in your sopping wet cunt, but first, I want to taste how sweet you are. I want to see if you’re as pink as I’ve been dreaming you are.”
Her dress catches on my wrist and her body goes rigid as I lift it up.
My eyes are glued to her sticky wet inner thighs as I move her dress up, up, up… oh fuck…
The most beautiful pink pussy is in front of my face, glistening wet and begging for my attention. She smells like heaven and looks like it too.
I admire it for as long as I can, but the primal forces tearing at me take over and I dive in, devouring her sweetness.
“Oh shit,” she moans, grabbing my shoulders as I slide my tongue up her silky folds.
She’s so wet and warm. Her juices are coating my tongue and spilling onto my chin. I lick her all over, burying my tongue into her tight little hole as I grab ahold of her ass with both hands and pull her closer against my ravenous mouth.
I keep hearing adorable little gasps and whimpers coming from her as I play with her tight crease in the middle. It’s so sweet and unspoiled. I can’t wait to slide my cock in between these soft lips and hear her really scream.
“Pull your beautiful pussy up for me, baby. I want to suck on your clit.”
A shy hand comes down and she does what I say, pulling her cunt up, which reveals her hard little clit. I take a second to admire it poking out between the top of her pink lips and then I’m on in like a beast, sucking it and flicking my tongue across it.
Her whimpers and moans turn into cries as her legs start to shake. She grabs a fistful of my hair with her free hand and nearly yanks it out as I ruthlessly suck her clit.
I want to feel her cum on my mouth. I want to taste a flood of her warm juices running down my throat. But more than anything, I want to bring her pleasure.
I lick and suck and squeeze her ass until she screams out and this perfect little pink pussy is cumming hard on my mouth.
Her cries echo through the huge ballroom as I lick her through her orgasm. She’s too far gone to know that she’s being too loud and I’m enjoying seeing her like this too much to tell her to quiet down.
Her orgasm starts to fade, but I keep eating her out until we hear a slamming behind me.
I yank down her dress and turn around with a snarl.
“Come on,” she says as she grabs me and starts running back to the door.
“Hey!” a deep voice calls out. “You’re not allowed in here!”
I follow her to the exit and we run into the hallway as the security guard starts chasing us.
She’s laughing and running through one door after another, and I’m following her, running awkwardly with a huge rod in my pants.
“Oh no!” she says when we run into the changing room of the fashion show. There are half-dressed bodies everywhere chaotically trying to get ready in time.
The security guard is close behind us so I duck my head and follow Victoria wherever she goes. She passes through a curtain and I gasp when I see where she’s taken us.
The orgasm must have been still flowing through her head, preventing her from thinking straight. The taste of her pussy on my tongue was doing the same to me.
And now we’re on the entrance of the runway with a few thousand people staring at us.
Victoria has a flush on her cheeks like she just got fucked and I have a huge hard-on jutting against my pants.
Cameras begin flashing, blinding us, and all we can do is start walking.
Chapter Six
Victoria
I’m in full panic mode but trying to stay calm with an awkward smile plastered on my face as I walk down the runway.
My eyesight is fuzzy, but I think I see my brother’s shocked face staring at me from the front row. I just ignore him and keep looking in front of me as I put one foot in front of the other, pretending like I’m supposed to be there.
I can feel Westin behind me and really want to turn to see him awkwardly strutting down the runway with the outline of his massive erection in plain view, but I don’t dare.
Be cool, I tell myself as I get to the end of the runway. I do a weird sort of spin and then strut back, following the model in front of me. God, there must be two thousand people watching me right now. I wonder if they can tell that I just had my mind blown by Westin’s hot and highly skilled tongue. I can still feel the wetness pooling down there.
I shoot a glance at Westin as I pass him and he’s got a traumatized look on his face under that stiff smile. I can’t resist watching his spin.
He puts his hand on his hip and does a move that looks like a three-year-old imitating Beyonce on the TV. I snort out a laugh.
We strut the rest of the way back and this time I can clearly see Gabriel storming out of his seat and heading backstage.
Uh oh.
He looks pissed.
I dip behind the curtain and the security guard is standing there, waiting for me. He grabs my arms and I’m terrified to think about what’s going to happen when Westin sees his hands on me like this.
I can already tell he has a fiercely protective side and this is not going to end well. He’s already obsessed with me and more than a bit possessive. Is it bad that I like it so much?
Luckily, Gabriel arrives before Westin.
“Let her go,” he barks. “She’s with me.”
The security guard reluctantly lets her go and Westin arrives a second later.
“What the fuck are you two doing?” Gabriel hisses at us.
“We’re having a date,” I say as I grab Westin’s hand. “A good one.
So if you don’t mind, we’ll talk about this tomorrow.”
I pull him away and start running toward the exit. We flee through the main room and into the parking lot to catch up with our limo.
“Where are we going?” Westin asks, watching me in disbelief.
“We’re going back to your place, Mr. Forward,” I tell him with a lick of my lips. “To do all those things you promised.”
A hungry groan escapes his lips as I grab his tie and pull him into the limo.
Chapter Seven
Westin
I can barely keep my hands off this girl as we hurry to my private elevator that heads to one floor only—my penthouse suite.
“Goodnight, Mr. Cline,” the doorman says as I walk by with my arm around Victoria’s shoulders. He wisely keeps his eyes off my girl, giving her a polite nod before quickly turning away. Good man. I’ll have to remember that when I’m handing out Christmas bonuses.
“Is there a camera in that elevator?”
He shakes his head. “Not in your private elevator,” he answers politely.
I give him a nod of appreciation and head over with my girl. She’s grinning at me as I swipe my card on the keypad.
“Why no camera?” she asks as she leans against the wall, looking drunk with lust and excitement. “What do you have planned in there?”
“It’s a long way to the top,” I say, holding back a moan as I look at her mouth. “I have lots of fun stuff planned.”
My eyes roam down her neck to her big juicy tits that I can’t wait to play with. They look awfully constrained in that golden dress. I can’t wait to see them drop free and jiggle as I pull off her bra.
The doors open with a ding and she gives me a seductive look as she walks inside, swaying her hips to drive me mad.
My dick is already hard. It was hard in the limo when we were all over each other. It’s been hard all night.
Victoria leans her upper back against the elevator wall as she eyes me with an intense hungry look as I strut in to join her.
“Hold up, cowboy,” she says as she puts up a hand, stopping me in my tracks. “You’re not the only one with plans.”
The elevator starts heading up to my floor as she licks her sweet lips.
“Your plans better involve your sexy body sliding out of that dress or we’re going to be in some trouble.”
“They do,” she says as she hits the emergency button, stopping the elevator between floors. “Eventually.”
“Oh fuck,” I groan as she drops to her knees in front of me with an alluring grin on her beautiful face. She’s already breathing heavily, which is moving those big tits up and down in a mesmerizing rhythm. I have the perfect view of her cleavage and it’s making my cock so hard it aches.
“You tasted me back in the ballroom,” she says as her tiny hands grip my belt. “Now it’s my turn to taste you.”
“You want my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours?”
She nods her head up and down as she yanks out the leather belt from the buckle.
“Wet it nice and good, sweet thing. But I hope you’re ready for a big load of cum to drink down.”
Her eyes drop to the hard outline of my erection as she opens my belt and undoes the button. “I’m ready,” she says with a lick of her lips. “I want to feel you on my tongue.”
My eyes are locked on her as she slowly unzips my pants and lets them drop to my feet. This is so hot. My hands are clenched tight as she stares at the outline of my huge cock with wide unblinking eyes. It’s trying to rip through the fabric of my black boxer briefs, ready to pounce out and claim her soft little mouth.
“I like your plan,” I say as I feel my balls tighten with cum.
She slides her flat palm under my shirt and up my hard abs, never taking her eyes off my dick. “Me too.”
When her hand comes back down, she grabs onto the waistband of my boxer briefs and pulls them down, freeing my cock. She gasps as it springs out, hard and long and ready to get wet.
“Are all cocks this big?” she asks with a gulp as she stares at it in awe. I’m so full, I’m leaking pre-cum out of my head like a geyser about to blow.
“Is this the first one you’ve ever seen?”
I didn’t want to bring this up. Not now. It would kill me if I knew she was with another man. I’d be torn on whether to spend the night claiming her beautiful body or charging out of here to find him and take his eyes for seeing what was made for my eyes only.
“The first one in person,” she says as her eyes meet mine. Some of the confidence in them is gone as she looks at me like it’s something to be embarrassed about. “I’m a virgin, Westin. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Well, so far you’re a natural at it,” I say as I sink my hand into her strawberry blonde hair and grip the back of her head softly. “Now wrap your hand around my shaft before my heart stops.”
She turns her attention back to it and I can’t get enough of what I’m seeing as she takes my throbbing cock in her tiny hand and starts to stroke it.
She’s perfect. Utterly perfect.
Those big tits are heaving up and down more than ever and I can’t help myself any longer. I need to see them.
“Pull down your dress, sweet thing,” I command in a deep voice. “I need to see those tits.”
I groan as she lets go of my dick and quickly reaches behind her to unzip. Her gold sequenced dress tumbles down, revealing the most flawless tits ever made. They’re big and round with large pink nipples that are hard as diamonds.
I can’t take my eyes off them as she takes my cock in her hands once again and dips forward.
“Oh, Victoria,” I moan as I feel her tongue slide up my burning shaft. It’s so soft and smooth. This is the best moment of my life.
“Now open your lips and shove that cock deep in there,” I command. “Deep as it will go.”
She squeezes it at the base and takes my swollen head in, moaning as her tongue scoops up every drop of cum that’s leaking out.
The inside of the elevator is charged with an erotic heat. It’s hard to breathe. I’ll never ride in it without thinking of this amazing moment again.
She wraps her lips tightly around my shaft and I pull her hair back so I can watch every moment of it.
I’ve never seen anything so sexy as watching my girl move that mouth up and down my dick. Her big tits are hanging loose and swaying back and forth every time she drives her mouth along my length.
Out of nowhere, the intercom clicks on.
“Are you okay in there, Mr. Cline?”
I slam my fist onto the button. “Leave us the fuck alone!” I snarl.
He doesn’t click back on. I might have to rethink that Christmas bonus…
Victoria never stops taking care of my cock. She’s really into it now, moaning and gasping as she bobs her head back and forth, wetting every inch of me.
Her clenched lips are sliding up and down and she starts playing with my balls with her free hand.
“We got to save some of that cum for your tight little virgin pussy.”
She whimpers and starts moving faster, gripping her tits as I watch with a heated possessive stare.
“I want enough left to breed your virgin womb,” I warn her. “Your fresh ripe womb will be drowning in my cum by the time I’m done with you.”
“Your dick is so good,” she gasps as she pulls me out and starts jerking me off. She’s gasping for air as she watches her hand move up and down my aching shaft.
“Lean back,” I say as I grip her hair in a fist. “Put those palms on the floor behind you, baby.”
She does as I say, which thrusts those big tits in the air. They’re glistening with all of the saliva that’s leaked onto them.
“Perfect,” I say as I slap my dick onto her chest. She’s looking down as I grab her plump breasts and squeeze them together, swallowing my cock in her flesh.
“I’ve been wanting to do this all night,” I say as I start thrust
ing up and down, titty fucking her as she watches with her breath caught in her throat.
I run my thumbs over her hard nipples as I pump my hips up and down, letting the wetness she coated me in, along with the pre-cum still leaking out of me, to make it as slick as a waterslide.
“Yes,” she gasps, licking my head every time it pops out of her cleavage. “Cum on me. Please. I want to feel it all over my tits.”
The sound of those dirty words on her sweet lips is enough to make my balls draw up tight. I’m going to cum. There’s no stopping it now…
I squeeze her tits so hard she whimpers as I thrust up and down, letting her beautiful breasts jack me off. Her hand darts between her legs and she starts rubbing her clit frantically as we both near the edge.
My teeth are clenched as I feel it coming. The tightness builds and builds until one last thrust and I cum hard.
Streams of hot cum surge out of my cock as she screams, cumming along with me. I coat her chest, her chin, her neck, her tits. My seed is everywhere. She’s coated in me.
My sexy girl starts scooping it off her chest with her fingers and sucking it down before I’m even finished. She cries out as the last surge of cum shoots out and lands on her chin.
It’s hanging down and looking silly, so I scoop it off her. She grabs my wrist with her own possessive snarl and then puts my finger into her mouth. I feel her tongue sliding over my skin, not wanting to waste any of it.
Her hazelnut eyes are glazed over and looking up at me as if she’s already ready for more.
After we’ve caught our breath, I pull out a handkerchief and hand it to her. She doesn’t take it.
“No,” she says as she looks down at my seed on her breasts. “I like the feel of you on me.”
I hit the elevator button and get it going again.
“That was a pretty good plan,” I say with a grin as I help her up.
She smiles seductively at me as she starts stroking my cock, getting it hard again. “Let’s see what you have planned now. I seem to recall something about breeding my womb… That sounds interesting.”
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