Finally, after their eventful walk, the two found themselves on the stoop of Liz’s three-story brownstone. Her fingers fumbled as she frantically searched for corresponding keys and locks to open the faded green door with its peeling paint. Distracted by Rich’s own searching fingers. Standing behind her with his mouth nuzzled into the small of her neck he one handedly undid the top buttons off her blouse as his other hand took rough hold of her inner thigh. Soft moans and quick gasps of air escaping her parted lips were cut short by an exacerbated curse of frustration.
“Fuck” she said before spinning round in his arms “At this rate we’re never going to make it inside. You need to get control of yourself for a second mister and quit distracting me while I try to find the damn key.” As if to say she wouldn’t take hearing any argument to the contrary she placed a quick and significantly more reserved kiss on his lips. Then she flashed Rich a quick grin and returned to the task of opening her front door, one that had so far proved much more difficult than it really should be.
“Oh, but it’s so much fun keeping you distracted.” Said while repositioning himself behind her. This time his hands placed unmoving on her hips. They weren’t how he planned to occupy her thoughts this time.
Rich pressed his crotch up hard against Liz’s toned ass, his cock screaming with anticipation. She in turn wiggled her hips ever so slightly as a single word moved across her lips, barely louder than a breeze. “Mean.” Before he could respond, with words or body, Rich heard the telltale sound of a deadbolt finally shifting out of place. The door was swinging wide now and the two moved as one towards the opening it had left behind. The final buttons of Liz’s blouse had no precious time wasted on them as rich abandoned the idea of undoing them and simply ripped the shirt open. Liz, equally as eager had already undone both Rich’s belt and fly, her hand shoved down Rich’s pants with fingers firmly wrapped around the cock she’d soon feel inside her. This flurry of movement passing so quickly that the two had yet to pass the threshold of thee door. They’d forgotten themselves in each other, it wasn’t the first time that night and doubtfully the last.
Finally making it into the front hall together Rich broke their embrace to pull off his own shirt. Tossing it to the ground his hungry eyes stared into hers as he asked, half to her and half to himself, “So how should I fuck you first?”
“Well I thought that’d be obvious.” came Liz’s reply as she let her now ruined blouse drop from her slender shoulders to the ground. “You should fuck me like the dirty little whore that I am.” Her eyebrow arched as she bit her lip, her eyes flickered between Rich’s half undone pants and his gaze. Rich needed no more encouragement than that so he quickly moved to pin Liz up against the wall of the small front hall. One hand on her throat with another groping her ass
“Is that what you are then? Are you a ‘dirty little whore?’”
“Mmm, yes baby.” Her hands finding his cock again.
“I think you’re wearing too much clothes for that to be true.” As he squeezed her throat harder as if to drive his point home.
Her eyes wide with excitement and a small, but welcome, touch of fear she wordlessly reached behind her back, undoing her bra clasp. Her breasts coming into full few as the black lace fringe of her bra found itself discarded on the floor too. Full and soft they were larger than expected for her petite frame, they rippled slightly from the sudden loss of support. Her dark nipples just starting to harden Liz pinched one between her fingers and with a quick twist brought from her throat a soft pained moan.
“Now, there is a good little whore” rumbled deep and low from Rich’s chest before he wrapped teeth and lips around first one of Liz’s nipples and then the next. Sucking and biting all while keeping hand firmly on Liz’s throat. If her yelps and laughter weren’t enough to guide his mouth then her nails tracing red lines on his arched back certainly were. Braking away from her succulent tits and now rock-hard nipples, Rich pressed his face close to Liz’s
“I know exactly how I’m going to fuck you first.”
Her fingertips lightly tracing across the nipple Rich’s mouth had just left she seductively looked back to Rich, “And how is it going to be baby?” But before he could answer Liz’s other hand found its way to his cock again.
“I want you on your knees. I want your mouth open wide. And I want to fuck that pretty. Little. Mouth.” His last three words punctuated by surprisingly gentle kisses. His hand no longer choking her but cupping her face gently as he began to whisper the very ungentle things he’d do to her. “And I’ll fuck that pretty little mouth until your tits are glistening with your spit dropped there from my cock. Until my hot cum fills your mouth and you greedily swallow every little drop.”
She wordlessly pressed her lips against his, taking a long kiss overflowing with hunger. Pulling away, she dropped to her knees bringing Rich’s pants down with her. In front of her eyes hung so beautiful she immediately felt her pussy pulsate with eager expectation of being stretched by the thickness of it. But the length quickly became the more pressing of concerns.
*Christ, I might not actually be able to take all of that.* The thought raced across her mind almost as quickly as her tongue flicked across her lips. *Jee-sus, I want to though. I mean, it is big but it’s not monstrously big. Still, that’s gotta be a full eight inches long.* Her full red lips wrapped tentatively around his mushroom head tip. Inside her mouth she savored the taste of him as her tongue began to flicker back and forth again, only this time instead of moistening her lips Liz used it to tickle the underside of Rich’s swollen mushroom head. As her deft tongue and mouth began their work Rich lulled his head back and let out a deep, bellowing laugh that was immediately followed by moan of approval. His hands moved atop Liz’s head and began to run his fingers through her silky hair.
Not content with only taking his tip inside of her, Liz let her vivacious tongue fall out of her way to take in as much of Rich’s shaft as she dared. The first few inches slide in smooth as silk, nothing more than what she was accustomed to already. Five, maybe six inches along his length and Liz began to feel her eyes water up and her whole mouth involuntarily closed tighter around Rich’s diamond hard member. As she fought back the urge to pull back off from his glorious cock Liz noticed for the first time that she could actually feel Rich’s heart beating, the pulsing rhythm reverberating through his dick and into her mouth. She didn’t quite understand why but this realization refilled her hunger for him and, after pulling back to his head for just a few more quick licks, she returned determined to the challenge of holding the whole of him inside of her mouth. Bobbing forward and back with her lips along the length of him Liz worked deep red lips further and further down each time. Leaving behind smudges of her lipstick along with an ever-increasing amount of her spittle to slicken up Rich’s cock.
By now Liz had worked her way down nearly to the base of his shaft, her head bouncing along faster and with more enthusiasm each time. An enthusiasm quickly also being shown by Rich. His hands no longer gently running through Liz’s hair, instead one hand had taken tight grasp. The other had shot hard and fast to the wall as he felt the need to brace himself after one of Liz’s particularly well places licks to the tip of his cock. His hips too joined with showing their enthusiasm as he began to gently thrust in mirrored pace with Liz’s mouth. Rich watched as the saliva dripped dripper from her mouth and from his cock, landing on the pale skin of Liz’s breasts. Not enough to slicken them up yet, but enough for Rich to envisions them exactly so. Just then is when he saw exactly what they both needed to as the very tip of Liz’s nose found itself pressed up against Rich’s pelvis.
Pulling her mouth completely away from him, Liz looked at the whole of Rich’s crotch in triumph as her hands temporarily took over the work her mouth had started. With watery eyes and running makeup, she said “Damn, I knew I was good but I didn’t know I was that good.”
“Oh, trust me honey, you are very fucking good.” With a smile from the corner of his mouth he bent down, turned her head towards his own and kissed deeply “But I still haven’t gotten a chance to grab you tight and fuck your throat.”
“Mmm, do it baby. I want you to fuck my whore mouth and let me taste your cum!”
With that Rich stood up straight, grabbed two fistfuls of Liz’s hair and pulled her mouth towards his waiting hard-on. Liz’s lips parted welcomingly as the now familiar contours slid overtop her tongue began to pump away. She felt a rush move across her whole body as she surrendered control of herself and allowed her mouth to be used like a fuck-toy by the gorgeous man she kneeled in front of. His hips trust back and forth and forth at a much faster pace than she had dared to take Rich’s cock before. To her surprise not only was she able handle the faster pace but she loved it. Even as she tears turn from in her eyes turn from a small watery presence to a steady stream, she loved it. Even as she found it harder and harder to breath, she loved it. Even as her gag reflex occasionally tried to reassert itself, she loved it.
Pumping his cock faster and harder into her mouth Rich couldn’t decide which he enjoyed more. Actually fucking Liz’s mouth or the impassioned gasps for air she made when he would pull out of her. More than once her mouth darted back towards him, choosing more of his loving abuse over air. And how could he say no? Still, he couldn’t help but think *there’s something missing here, isn’t there?* As he pulled her mouth from around him again. This time he held her back just a bit longer than normal so he could fully take in the lovely site in front of him.
By now Liz’s hair was a rat’s nest, her eyes were bloodshot red, her chest was so covered in her own spittle that the glistened from the single hallway light, her mascara had run down the whole length of both her cheeks with a sizeable amount dangling from her chin and threatening to fall any second. She could not have possibly been more beautiful in her whole life than she was in that very moment. That very thought ran across Rich’s mind while a very different thought was on Liz’s. It was during Rich’s moment of appreciation that Liz decided to feel just how wet another part of her body had gotten throughout the course of all this and gingerly slipped one hand down the front of her pants for a quick check. And maybe more than just a check.
*That, that is what’s fucking missing* a shock of realization bolted through his brain *how the hell did I rip her shirt off in two second flat but left her pants on for this long? Fuck I’m an idiot.*
“Take those off right this second, I want you fingering yourself the whole rest of the time I fuck that pretty face of yours.”
With an arched eyebrow and a mischievous smile Liz cocked her head up at him. Lazily she pulled her hand free and began to rub two shimmering fingertips along her overdramatically pouty lower lip. Getting to her feet she put on a transparently false front of shock as she accused him with the words “Oh you are the demanding type, aren’t you?”
“Only when it comes to what I need.” he responded as his arms wrapped around her hips and placed a long kiss on her lips, lips flavored just slightly by her explorative fingertips. With the promising taste of her on his tongue Rich took her hand in his, looked her in the eyes and said, “And what I *need* is you.” Before placing her fingers into his mouth and savoring the salty-sweetness of pussy.
At the sight and feel of Rich voraciously and vigorously taking in the taste of her, Liz was quick to drop any remaining artificial hesitancy to do as he asked. With grace and speed to put the greatest of ballerinas to shame she was able to one handedly wriggle her pants down to her ankles then kick them off haphazardly in any direction they would go.
“God, that’s a beautiful pussy.” Rich admired at nearly a whisper as he was too taken aback by the sight of it to manage much louder than that.
With a playful bite of her thumb and a very lively giggle Liz decided it was too much fun to pass up the chance to chastise him one more time. “Ah-ah-Ah” she said as she wagged a finger back and forth in the air. “You said you were going to cum in my mouth. You said, and I quote” suppressing even more snickers Liz intoned the deepest tone her voice could manage “’ Until my hot cum fills your mouth and you greedily swallow every little drop’, well guess what babe. I am greedy.” And with that she dropped back down to her knees and took him back inside her mouth.
“Hmmm, good fucking girl.” He stretched each word out so completely that they seemed to pick up more syllables than they had any rights to have. Butchery of the English language was the furthest thing from his mind however. The talented lips and tongue working away at his engorged appendage occupied nearly all his thoughts at the moment. The only thing else in his mind were the deft fingers that Liz had put to work on herself. With clearly practiced motion she rubbed at her clit, pressing down on it hard as she alternated between small and larger circles. Moans of her self-pleasure slowly started to build up from within her, the sound prevented from fully entering her mouth by what already had. Rich could feel the reverberations of them though. The vibrations within her mouth was nearly enough to send him over the edge as he grabbed a tight hold of her hair and got ready to take control of things again.
Bundling up Liz’s hair into a quick, lackadaisical ponytail, held together only with his fingers, Rich began thrusting his hips at her face again. At this Liz happily surrendered herself to him as her second hand moved to join her first. With the thickness of Rich in mind she moved to slip three fingers inside of herself this time. More than she usually tried but once the time came for his cock to be in her pussy, she didn’t want to have to waste any time adjusting to the girth. A small yelp raced up her throat as she did this, quickly followed by a moan credited to her still enjoying its rub. These two combined set Rich afire and he could nearly feel the cum that was about to shoot out. He began pumping faster and harder into Liz’s eager to please mouth. Matching the speed of his cock with her fingers, Liz worked herself to nearly the same state as Rich. Her moans bellowing up towards his cock.
Grunting a sweating Rich half screamed “Oh fuck. Fuck me, I’m gonna cum.” As he trust into her mouth at the fastest pace yet. With tear-filled and pleading eyes Liz looked up to him. She felt warmth building up from the bottom of her stomach and start to spread as her legs started to tremble just so slightly. *Please!* She thought I’m so fucking close. *Feeling your cum shoot into me is all I need to push that last little bit over the edge. Please, please, PLEASE cum for me baby.*
As Liz finished her mental plea Rich found himself just about to explode. As it started his leg spasmed just a bit, the rhythm of his thrusting completely broken but it didn’t matter by then. His tight, dominating grip on Liz’s hair fell slack in an instant as the first shot of his load fired towards the back of her throat. Liz knew without thinking exactly what was happening, her hand swiftly left its place inside of her and grabbed a tight hold to Rich’s ass, she didn’t plan on letting a single drop get away from her. As she did this, Rich crumpled over just so slightly while a second rope from his load shot out. Her free hand darted down from her clit and with expert dexterity used her pointer and ring fingers to massage her labia as the middle finger was plunged inside of her. Her own skills coupled with a third shot of cum proved to be too much though. The warmth that had been spreading across her body boiled over as she also started to cum. Liz fell back slightly, but just enough, for her mouth to lose its hold around Rich. With her legs shaking she felt the remaining warm spurts landing on her sweaty, spittle covered tits and Liz could not think of a happier accident to of happened. She swallowed all she had caught in her mouth and let out a loud and gratified sigh as Rich shot the last of his cum onto the ample target of her chest.
“MmmhmmM, baby!” She loudly proclaimed, “why don’t you come over here and let momma suck those last few drops out of that GORGEOUS cock of yours?”
Wordlessly, and nearly breathlessly, Rich shambled closer to her so that his rapidly softening cock would be within reach of her mouth once again. This time however, every bit of work was hers and hers alone. Liz quite loudly sucked and slurped what little more she could from him then, once satisfied she’s tapped all that could be, she collapsed to her side hugging herself while giggling like a wild woman.
With a deep, though much more controlled laugh, Rich said “Well, that really was fun running into you tonight. Glad I went out.”
“Oh nononono, don’t even THINK we’re done here. You may have throat fucked me but you haven’t fucked-fucked me yet. No way we’re done yet.”
With hands put up defensively Rich, still partially catatonic from post cum bliss, did his best to defend himself. “Oh no. Nono, I didn’t mean it like that at ALL.”
“So, you’re staying a while longer?”
“Of course, I am, I’m not leaving till either I’m dragged out or you kick me out.”
“Good,” wondering to herself how long it’d be before he realized she way just playing with him again “then run inside and get momma a towel. I am filth-y!”
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