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Sara's Protégé
Date: 3/30/2016, Categories: Interracial, Author: EricasDreams, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories
nodded. "May I make love to it?" I continued with a warm smile. "It's so beautiful!" I looked up at him, my eyes rapt with desire. He held my face gently in his hands. "Yes..." he nodded. Again I planted a wet kiss on the head, then without moving my lips away I inched them over the head down the dark, veiny shaft. As the friction would force my lips into my mouth, I would loosen them to wrap them further ahead, so that my lips themselves were pulling him deeper. I savored the feel of the huge, swollen head in my mouth, its flared slit secreting hot, sweet precum onto my tongue. I probed the slit, delighted that I was able to work a substantial portion of my tongue therein. It must have been a delicious sight for him: my lips stretched obscenely around him; my cheeks hollowing as I repeatedly drew him in; spit running down my chin; my blue eyes locked on his dark eyes in loving submission. I worked my tongue and lips over him, struggling for air through my nose. Contact with my teeth was unavoidable due to his size and so I tried to take care. But in fact Kal responded positively when I grazed roughly on the ridge of his head. And so I began to rake him up and down with my teeth until I found the ideal pressure based on his response. I would playfully bite and chew the head and shaft, then sensually lick and suck, moans and whimpers falling from my distended lips. I was completely isolated from our surroundings, aware only of myself, my man, and his cock. I had always ... enjoyed giving my boyfriends head, finding satisfaction in giving them pleasure and making them come, but this was something more. Here it was so intense, more than just pleasure and fun. It was a deeply programmed acknowledgement of this man's dominance over me. I was in a dreamlike euphoria as I worshipped him. I took intense pleasure in Kal's gasps and moans. I loved up his big cock while caressing his muscular thighs, the sides of his rock-hard buttocks, and his abs. His dark fingers caressing my face, then running through my hair. As earlier when I marveled at his dexterity, I sighed contentedly at the soothing grace of his hands: strong as steel, tender and loving as silk on my skin. He himself was starting and trembling as I loved him, his hands establishing a firmer and firmer grip until they were locked like a cage around my head. We were hot and damp with perspiration as I realized he was preparing to come. Firmer and firmer he held my head until I could not move it on my own. With quick flexes of his buttocks he was thrusting into my mouth, relentlessly stuffing the back of my throat. I was having a hard time breathing, tears forming in my eyes, my throat convulsing in desperate moans and whimpers. Looking down at me Kal gasped: "You're so sweet and sexy! Such a good girl." I responded with pleading eyes. "You love it?" he cried. I held his gaze and nodded, 'Yes'. "What does Sara love?" he asked. "What does my Sara love? Black cock?" Again I nodded, 'Yes', closing my ...