Soz for the delay!
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and did not happen. This may get a little unrealistic (Especially in this part), you have been warned!
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I frantically pulled and tugged at my shirt, almost ripping it off of my body thanks to the overwhelming libido which pulsed through me like a drug. I dragged it up and over my head as I strongly tossed it to the floor before I undressed my lower half. The metal buckle of my belt jangled and clinked as Claire waited with her elongated tongue patiently waiting to receive me.
For the moment I wanted to make her wait for just a little longer, making sure to keep my underwear on I stepped out of my jeans and kicked them across the bedroom. I stepped forward to press her exposed tongue onto the thick, heated bulge in my tight underwear. The last three/four inches was exposed as it pushed past the leg of my underwear; it throbbed and twitched like a tentacle as I brushed the bulge across her matte brown lips. Reaching my arm around I held onto the back of her head with a firm grip, moaning in a manly tone as I rubbed it left and right over her cock drunk mouth.
Claire let out a surprised grunt the moment she felt the fabric on her lips and tongue, immediately thinking I had stuffed my underwear into her mouth; then she felt the intense heat, the sexy throbs of a manhood that could only match the description Alanah had given her over the past few days. She traced the tip of her tongue up and down the fabric, letting out a hot breath when she moved past the clothing to feel her masterful tongue contact against my leathery skin. She wasted no time, pressing her lips on the side of my monster shaft to kiss and suckle it; her first thoughts were that of awe, how can something be so thick? so warm and tasty?
"Mm fuck." I grumbled as a pleasurable shiver was sent up my spine, I was already leaking precum for her, strings of it seeping out and dripping onto her greedy pink muscle once she pressed it on my foreskin. I couldn't take much more of the teasing. Moving my crotch back, with my hand still gripped on the base of her head I swiftly hooked a thumb under the elastic strap of my briefs. Pulling it hard to let my beast spring out and bounce. I moaned as my heated dick felt the cool air of the apartment, embracing it like an old friend. Like I did with my sister, I thrusted my cock up and draped it over her pale face, with the weight pressed upon her blindfold while the length extended from her chin all the way to her hairline.
The goth grinned like a slut, feeling the sudden weight slap down onto her face without warning sent her hunger for dick up to heights she never thought were possible. "That better not be your fucking arm Daddy." She knew that it wasn't, the continuous thumping and heat against her skin confirmed it. This man above her was a beast and needed to be pleased. Again, she used her tongue, pulling a long, slow lick up the entirety of my shaft, still amazed just at how big I was. Not even able to reach my leaking tip without moving her head back; she brought her slimy tongue back down that made me exhale with a shaky voice. Curling her tongue like a hook around one of my now smooth balls she my sack into her mouth, moaning as she sucked on my balls hard, playing with it like it was a gumball. Her pleased moans sounded, hoping that it would make my huge cock thump more on her pretty face
The feeling of my balls being so tenderly seen to was good, really good. In fact, I already felt myself grow weak at the knees with each tug and suck of Claire's pouty brown lips. Her moans were growing more and more erotic, slurping and loud smacking of those matte brown lips filled my senses as her perfume lingered in my nose. Confidently I tensed my cock up and relaxed it, making it go up and slap down on her face with a heavy thud which slapped her cheeks. With that my bulbous ever leaking head pushed past my foreskin and allowed the cover to roll back under the bell, the heat and the wetness of it spread over her forehead as my sensitive gland in the underside kissed her skin giving both sensitive spots on my cock loving and lusty attention.
The salty, sweaty taste had greeted Claire the moment she popped my hefty balls into her mouth; she never found the taste pleasant, and she was thankful that I was clean shaven, but she always felt disheartened when the musk wasn't there; a fire lit within her as the taste reminded her of sweet and slaty candy. She kept her hands on her thighs, once in a while digging her black nails into her skin and dragging them up and down her legs. She had the desire to rip the blind off of her, needing to get a look at the visual spectacle that was my fat cock on her face.
Letting out a low moan in the back of her throat, Claire tilted her head up, opening her mouth out wide again, letting my musky balls rest in a wet pouch. Swirling her now exposed tongue around and around them so I can see just how experienced she was with this act. From my moan she knew that she was doing a good job. It was clear who was in control of the situation; she was going to make me do whatever she wanted, her stomach lurched as she knew that she was going to be so sore for the next few days.
With my trembling free hand, I began to lather my shaft in this leaking precum, gliding it swiftly up and down the whole beast; my hands sticky and sodden with pre seed I made sure to lube it all up nice and ready to receive her whenever she desired wanted. It was all Claire needed to feel, my balls tightening to spurt out more precum into her jet-black hair; if the violence of my contractions was this bad for this everlasting source of precum, just what would my orgasm feel like? She gave my sweaty sack one last suck and a kiss goodbye as she let them drop out of her mouth.
Rolling her head back and to the side, she let my shaft rest sideways across her lips, pushing them out and letting her saliva coated lips run up the length of my manhood. Moving back and forth along the shaft like a typewriter, she lashed her tongue out for brief moments, getting small taste of my slick seed. Finally, in one smooth move, Claire pulled her head back far enough to rest my throbbing, pink head against her lips.
She held it there, then formed a wad of spit in her mouth, pushing it between her lips to let it run down my cock. As it began to mix with my natural lube, she opened her mouth wide again, having no trouble getting her lips around my girth. I noticed her entire body relax, her neck and face more so before pushing her face forward which made me throw my head back with a heavy grunt.
There were no interruptions, her head just pushed deeper and deeper, past her long tongue to prod the back of her throat. A small gag filled her mouth, something which she was all used to; she continued her progress...It was like watching a snake devour a deer, inch by inch was disappearing into her still unsmeared matte lips until I finally felt her nose jam against my clean-shaven pelvis.
