Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Five Part 2 - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Five Part 2

... head.

Getting his cock head inside my throat was the easy part, but as the thicker shaft followed, my throat actually tried to repulse the unbelievable girth of his cock shaft, and there was still another six inches or more outside my mouth. Making matters worse, or better, depending on your point of view, his cock was now fully erect, thick, pulsing, and unbending. I knew that from my kneeling position, I wouldn't be able to swallow the entire mass of cock meat. My mouth and throat need to be in a straight line.

Sam looked a little surprised as I lifted, allowing his throbbing monster to slip from between my lips. I looked up at him and said, "I'm going to lie down on my back and dangle my head over the edge; I want you to stuff as much of this big hard cock in my throat as you can."

He smiled and said, "I'm good with that,"

I thought, what man wouldn't be good with that since nearly every man fantasizes about throat fucking a woman, she's giving him control, and he can enjoy slamming into her mouth and throat at a pace of his choosing.

Sam rose from the bed and stood beside me as I turned over, stretched my neck, and dropped my head over the edge. Before he moved closer, I lifted my hands to my neck and said, "Remember, I want to massage your rock-hard cock through this flesh."

I knew what I had to do, relax every muscle possible, and wait until his cock was embedded deep in my throat. As he moved forward and the tip of his foot long was poised at my ...

... lips, I opened wide, anticipating his oral assault. His balls dangled twelve inches from my eyes, and I knew that soon enough, they would be obscuring my vision.

The head slid along my tongue and, in a heartbeat, was wedged into the opening of my throat. I filled my lungs, knowing that it could be some time before I'd be able to recharge them. I moaned as he pressed inward, his cock head slipping into the warmth of my throat. My stomach lurched as I gagged on the massive shaft, and it spread my throat open wider, but Sam continued. Inch after glorious inch of his shaft impaled my throat, and I felt my lips sliding along flesh that wasn't covered by latex.

"Swallow it," Sam demanded.

He applied unbelievable pressure as he forced the last few inches of the fat shaft inside my mouth. His balls rested against my face; I moved my hands up to massage his cock slowly through the flesh of my neck.

Sam growled as my throat provided him with inconceivable pleasures. He stabbed at my mouth each time, withdrawing enough to pull saliva from my mouth. It ran down over my upper lip and into my eyes and hair.

My lungs began to burn, and I knew if my throat didn't get him off, I'd have to push him back so I could breathe. Mercifully, he withdrew enough that I could recharge my lungs, and then I reached up, placed my hands on the back of his thighs, and drew him forward again.

As he throat-fucked me, I felt his enormous cock swell, and in an instant, the heat of his cum load ...