Cat’s Meow ~ Ch. 02 ~ Bad Girls Don’t Cum - Sex Stories

Cat’s Meow ~ Ch. 02 ~ Bad Girls Don’t Cum

... cock… but I paused. “Tell me what you want to lick.” “I want to lick your cock,” she softly said. “What?” “Sir, I want to lick your cock!” she shouted at me. “Better.” Satisfied I eased my cock closer, her tongue quivered in anticipation. Finally making contact; she lavished attention on the head, her tongue spreading my pre-cum across my head. I continued to touch the remote and with each pulse she moaned. "Do you like this, Cat?" She quickly nodded as I sent another jolt of vibration throughout her pussy. "I can't hear you, do you want more?" "Yes Sir, feed me," she purred, somewhat louder. "Louder! I want to hear you." "Yes Sir, feed me, I want your cock!” she cried out. “I want to suck your cock!" I touched the remote button, she moaned and her voice rose, drowning out the music. I slid my cock between her lips, and she clamped down on my head, eased her head forward and sucking deeply to try to draw me in. I let her suck me then. I did not pump, but let her draw in as much as she could. She seemed determined to take all of my cock into her mouth. She would draw it in, her lips nibbling me to pull me in deeper. Her tongue lavished my shaft and her cheeks drew in with her effort. I could feel my cock against her throat, but it was still not in all the way. I starting pulsing the remote every few seconds. I wanted her to be close to her edge, but I had to be careful she did not go over, yet. “Do you want to see how much of my cock you have in your mouth?” She nodded ...

... enthusiastically. I reached up and removed the scarf from her eyes. She opened them, looked across at my groin and realized she still had more cock to fit in. Then she looked up into my eyes, her eye questioning mine. Looking down I could only say, “Take a little more, take it slow, you can do it, but take it slow.” She slid my cock out slightly, and then eased it in further, pushing her head down against my cock. I felt her throat, then she started rocking her head, sucking deeply, pushing her throat against my cock, but still her throat resisted, my cock could go no further. She eased back, then tried again, unwilling to fail, forcing my cock against her throat. She struggled but it would go no further. Finally she pulled her head back, until my cock was barely against her lips. She then looked down and slowly shook her head in defeat. As she did, she seemed to suddenly notice the open curtain and the windows in the building beyond. She looked up at me, her eyes again questioning mine. Anticipating her question I spoke, “You wrote me that you had a fantasy of being in a downtown high-rise, surrounded by several other high rises. You hoped the neighbors would watch, but you didn't want to know, as it was more arousing to wonder if you were being watched.” She looked into my eyes, and then slowly her mischievous smile reappeared. She bowed her head to my cock, pulled my head between her lips, then slowly pushed down, her tongue lavishing my cock as it slowly entered and found her ...