Chapter 12
Though Lucy had just had the most incredible orgasm, she felt her desire start to return as she saw the straining length at the front of Jackson's jeans.
He was laying beside her on the bed, absentmindedly lapping up the remainder of her juices on his moustache and beard. She got up from her position and kneeled next to him.
"Mr. DeLane, I do believe you've forgotten your reward." She said coyly as she unzipped his jeans.
"Oh, Ms. Prince, I would never dream of being so presumptuous." He grinned at her with humor and excitement dancing in his eyes.
She laughed heartily. "Why do I get the feeling that that is... complete bullshit?"
Jackson laughed with her. "You may be onto something there."
Lucy took another glance at his impressive bulge, now only barely covered. Though she'd never performed a blowjob before, Lucy was no stranger to porn. Hell, even some of her friends Melanie and Briana's stories had been quite instructive. But here was the real thing. She wanted to please him. She wanted to give him the same pleasure he had so expertly provided to her.
She wanted to feel him in her mouth.
Lucy grabbed at the waistband of his jeans when Jackson cleared his throat. She looked up to see him gesturing at the t-shirt he was still wearing.
"Mr. DeLane, why so overdressed? I was told this would be an informal affair." She flirted as she pulled the shirt up to his shoulders. Jackson removed it the rest of the way for her.
"Quite right, Ms. Prince. Please forgive my oversight." She barely heard him as she brought her hands up to stroke his glorious pecs and extraordinary abs. She gave in to a growing, overwhelming urge and leaned down to drag her tongue from the top of his navel all the way up to his collarbone.
Delicious!
Jackson growled at her.
To his credit, from that point on Jackson let Lucy take the lead. He simply laid back with his hands behind his head, watching her.
As Lucy leaned over his body, the monster in his pants rubbed against her thigh, reminding her of its presence. She reached down again to the waistband of his pants and this time Jackson tilted his hips up to assist her in removing them.
His was probably only the second penis she'd seen in person. And this would be the first she would touch.
And lick. And suck.
Lucy closely inspected the appendage. Like everything else about him, it was impressive.
And big.
His dick was long, maybe 9 inches if she had to guess. And thick. In fact, she wasn't sure she'd even be able to get her hand around it. She decided to test the theory.
She reached out a hand to wrap around the base, near his massive, heavy sack. She was right, her thumb and middle finger were unable to touch with her hand in this position. She gently slid her hand up and down. A drop of precum rested on the head of his dick, dangerously close to dripping.
Waste not, want not.
Lucy mused the old saying in her hand and followed her instinct to lick the tip of Jackson's cock. He groaned loudly.
"Little one, I'm not gonna make it very long..." It was probably the most stressed she had heard his voice sound.
Her mouth twitched into a brief smile before descending onto the top of his dick. She started slow, trying to get accustomed to the sensation. Honestly, it was an uncomfortable position for her jaw to be open so wide.
I'll just need more practice. Much more!
Jackson was hissing and growling as she worked the base of his cock with her hand and the top with her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head, trying to keep her teeth as far away from the precious manhood as she could. She alternated between quick swirls and long laps.
She was so focused on her task, she almost forgot to look up. She looked Jackson deep in his amber eyes as her hands continued to pump and she slid her mouth further and further onto the top of his cock. She suddenly felt the need to stuff as much of his meat into her mouth as she could. She relaxed her throat and felt herself push down a little more. She probably wasn't even halfway when she felt like she was stuck. Saliva spilled out of her mouth and onto his cock, providing extra lubrication for her hand below.
Jackson groaned and very slowly moved to place a hand on the back of her head. He didn't add any pressure or force, but just the weight of his hand there felt both comforting and dominating. She had seen a few face fucking videos and currently felt eager to try, but she knew wasn't quite ready for that.
Yet.
Lucy was having a bit of trouble breathing from impaling her mouth so far onto his thick cock. Jackson's hand gripped the hair on her head and pulled her off of him. She was startled by the tug, but more than that, she liked it. The nerves in her scalp seemed connected to those in her nipples and pussy. The hair pulling had given her a pleasant jolt.
The look in Jackson's eyes told her not to push herself so hard to deepthroat... and also that he knew exactly how the hair pulling had affected her.
She returned to his cock, resuming the alternating swirls, laps, and suction. The lusty noises from his mouth started to string together and she knew he was close. She had heard that some men warn their partners when they're about to cum to allow the decision to spit or swallow.
First timer or not, it was obvious to both Lucy and Jackson that there was no way his cum was going anywhere other than deep down her throat.
She continued to worship his cock, holding onto his muscular thigh with her spare hand for balance. The hand at the base of his cock slipped onto his balls and she lightly tugged at the heavy sack. Jackson's hands moved to her shoulders.
A moment later, hot thick liquid began to pour down her throat as a roar escaped Jackson's mouth. She felt a prick of pain at her shoulders as she swallowed what felt like buckets of Jackson's semen. Finally, the long, softening shaft slipped out of her mouth and she tasted the small pool of cum left on her tongue. It tasted much better than she had expected. It was sweet, yet earthy, and unlike anything she had ever tasted before.
More please!
After a few moments of staring in fascination as his cock began to deflate, Lucy looked up at Jackson. He was covered in beads of sweat and the hair on his chest, head, and beard seemed longer and thicker than before. She glanced back down at his cock and when she looked back at his face, all of his hair appeared normal again. She brushed it off. All the titillation must have been messing with her mind.
He pulled her closer to him, in between his chest and arm. She intended to place a chaste kiss on his lips, but he quickly opened his mouth to create something far more sultry. She moaned, overwhelmed with what had just transpired between them. When they finally broke the kiss, she laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes.
When she awoke, it was morning.
Chapter 13
Fuck. Shit. What time is it?
Lucy sat up in the empty bed looking for a clock.
Fuck. How did this happen?
She had work today!
You mouth-fucked your client after he made you cum like a pornstar with his tongue, that's how this happened.
Lucy blushed at her own vulgar, but extremely accurate, thought.
The noise of running water startled her. A shower. Lucy got up from the bed and walked across the room into an ensuite bathroom. Jackson was standing in the massive shower, water washing over his shoulders as he faced away from her with his hands on the walls.
Mmm, that ass.
"Enjoy your beauty rest, little one? I almost woke you earlier, but I confess I quite enjoyed watching you squirm and beg me to fuck you while you slept." Jackson called to her, looking over his shoulder.
