Ethan and Chanel 33 - Sex Stories

Ethan and Chanel 33

I shouldn't be doing this. I feel her lips wrap around the head of my dick, and I groan. Oh fuck, I'm in serious trouble. My train of thought slows immensely when she runs her tongue along the underside of my dick head. The seconds tick by and her sucking gets harder, deeper, my fingers in her hair. Fuuuck, her mouth is already on me, I might as well let her finish. I stick to that fucked up reasoning, feeling her touch my balls and suck my dick like she's wanted to for years now. I focus on it, on the feel of her lips and her tongue, the way they worship my heavy cock. I keep her long hair out of her face, her head bobbing up and down in my lap. The image of a beautiful blue eyed brunette floods my mind, and I push her head on my dick. She gags, but keeps sucking, trying hard to impress me. God damn it, I shouldn't be doing this and I know it. The guilt is already slipping through the cracks, dripping into my consciousness, and I push on her head again. Her throat constricts around my engorged dick, her hand wrapped around the base, and I keep her there for a moment. I don't want to suffocate her, but it feels so fucking good. She pushes on my thigh, and I finally release her, hearing her gasp and slurp around my cock. I give her a moment to clean up the extra saliva on my piece, then push on her blonde head again. She's the one who pushed for this, I'm going to use her like I know she wants me to. I could very well be royally fucking up right now, and I've already come ...

... this far. Hannah hums hungrily around my meat, then goes back down, and I help her, pushing up into her mouth. She holds onto my dick, and I start a steady rhythm, fucking her throat. I push a little too hard and she gags again, so I push again. She chokes on me, and it starts the tingling in my balls. I keep a handful of her hair, guiding her at the pace I want, letting her suck the tip. She tries to force her tongue into the hole in my cock, and I groan. Her slippery muscle rolls around me before she pushes her head into my lap, and I grind my teeth, feeling myself build, not holding it back. "Are you ready?" I ask. She hums, nodding, and I force her down one last time. The tightness of her warm, wet insides push me over the edge, and I explode into her mouth. I groan out in the silence of my car, feeling her suck and swallow down all the sperm I'm feeding her. Every pump of my balls gives her more of my seed, and I concentrate on how good it feels. When my cock is finished spurting, it still throbs in Hannah's mouth, making sure I'm empty. I pant heavily as she sucks me clean, then leans back into the passenger seat. I don't open my eyes for a moment, putting my dick back in my pants...then it happens. The first thing I think about is Chanel. What the fuck did I just do? My heart sinks into my stomach, and I know Hannah's waiting for me to say something, do something. Hannah......oh fuck. I open my eyes and turn my head sideways to look at her. She's smiling widely, proud of ...