I arched my back to perch my ass in the air so he could easily rub me through the cotton fabric. My moans tremored through his length. Drool trailed from the head of his cock to my mouth.
My tongue welcomed him down my throat. Gagging coated his thickness in saliva.
“**Fuck,**” he growled as his palm tightened on my ass. “**Fuck, that feels so good.**”
He rubbed the growing wet spot on my panties. Releasing him from my mouth, my tongue wagged as I moaned. His free hand knotted into my scalp and tugged my head back.
“**That feel good?**”
Howling moans escaped my throat. I bucked against his hand. Drool dribbled down my chin. My tongue reached for his glistening cock, but he kept my head still. I whined.
“**Fuck, you’re getting so wet.**” He dragged his fingers over the damp fabric, tracing the lines of my pussy.
I whimpered and rolled my hips. Waves of pleasure pulled louder whines and moans from my vocal cords.
“**Oh, that feels so good,**” I managed breathlessly.
His firm grip in my hair guided my head to his erection. I eagerly swallowed his length, but gentle tug held me back.
“**Slow,**” he ordered. “**Go slow, baby.**”
I controlled myself and took the head of his cock into my mouth carefully. My drooling tongue slid along his shaft. He growled and praised my restraint.
“**Oh fuck, yeah. Just like that. Good girl.**”
It took all the control I had not to devour him like an animal. To not eagerly gag and suck and slurp his cock while my fingers dug into his thighs. The very thought made me ache.
And his fingers curling beneath my panties and slipping into my wetness didn’t help.
“**Fuck,**” he growled as his fingers pushed deeper into me. “**You’re so wet and tight.**”
With his cock down my throat, I whimpered. He groaned as I bobbed my head slowly. The tip of my tongue tickled his pelvis. The arousal pouring down my thighs negated any gag reflex I once possessed.
He knew I was coming when my pussy clenched and throbbed around his fingers. His left hand squeezed my ass as the right pumped into me. My body trembled in his grasp. I clutched his thighs and took him deep into my throat. His hips thrusted up to meet my eager mouth.
“**Fuck, I’m gonna’ come. I’m gonna’ come.**”
His hand returned to my scalp, taking hold of the thick mane of curls. Ropes of cum shot down my throat, barely touching my tongue. More swears and moans rumbled from his chest as I swallowed.
When I sat up on my knees, I grinned at him and wiped the drool from my chin. His eyes were half-closed; a delirious smile played on his face.
“**God damn you’re good at that.**”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wge3wv/memory_bite_f32m30_oral_sex_m_receiving_fingering