AN: Just smut.
----
Charlie lay on the bed, and Laura was sitting between his legs, grabbing his hard cock with her right hand and the chocolate syrup bottle in her left hand. With a devilish grin, she poured a generous amount of chocolate syrup on his cock, coating it from tip to base.
He let out a low chuckle, "Well, isn't this a sweet predicament?"
Laura's eyes sparkled with mischief as she squeezed the bottle one last time, ensuring every inch of him was glistening and coated.
She leaned in. Her lips were just an inch or less away from his cock. "You taste like dessert now, Charlie." He could feel her breath, warm and inviting, as she whispered, "And I do love my sweets."
"Well, dig in," He smirked.
Laura stuck out her tongue, giving the head of his cock a soft, playful lick. The chocolate mixed with his precum, and she hummed in approval, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. "Mmm, just as I thought," she murmured, "delicious."
She opened her eyes, locking gazes with him, and slowly, tantalizingly, she took him into her mouth. Charlie gasped, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him, trying to maintain some semblance of control. Laura took her time, exploring every inch of him with her tongue, her lips, her teeth - each sensation sending jolts of pleasure through him.
"Laura," he managed to choke out, "you're driving me crazy."
She pulled back, her lips glistening. "That's the plan, Charlie," she said, her voice husky. She leaned back in and began to suck on his cock.
Her head bobbed up and down, her mouth a warm, wet heaven, as she took him in deeper. Charlie watched, entranced, as she pushed herself further, her lips stretching around his cock. She was a sight to behold, her eyes watering, but she didn't back down. She wanted all of him, and he was more than happy to give it to her.
"Kugggg! Gggaakkk!"
She gagged slightly, her throat constricting around him, but she pushed through.
"Shit!" Charlie's breath hitched, his hips lifting involuntarily, seeking more of her mouth. She moaned, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through him. He could feel himself hitting the back of her throat, and she swallowed, taking him even deeper.
Tears streamed down her cheeks, her makeup smudging, but she looked more beautiful than ever. She pulled back, gasping for air, before diving back in, her pace quickening. Charlie's grip on the sheets tightened, his knuckles turning white. He was close, so close, and she knew it.
She looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears and desire.
"Suck my balls," He ordered.
"Yes, sir," Laura leaned down. She started by placing soft, open-mouthed kisses on his sack, her tongue darting out to taste the chocolate syrup that had dripped down.
Her fingers gently cupping his balls, massaging them lightly. Then, she took one into her mouth, her lips stretching around it, her tongue pressing against it. Charlie gasped, his head falling back, his eyes closing. She began to suck, her tongue rolling over the smooth skin, her lips applying just the right amount of pressure.
"Fuck, Laura," he hissed. She could feel him pulsing, his cock leaking more precum, coating her hand that was still stroking him slowly.
She switched to the other ball, giving it the same treatment, her other hand continuing to work his cock. She could feel him getting harder, his breath coming in short gasps. She knew he was close.
"Cum for me," She mumbled and went back, sucking on his balls while jerking him slow and hard.
"Hnng!" Charlie roared, his body convulsing as he released. His cum shot out like a geyser and fell on Laura's face as soon as she lifted her face.
Laura gasped, surprised, but she didn't move away. Instead, she closed her eyes, letting his release cover her face. When she opened them again, she looked at Charlie, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Looks like I got a little messy," she said, her voice laced with satisfaction.
Charlie chuckled, still trying to catch his breath. "You can say that again," he replied, gesturing to her face. "You've got a bit of... well, you know, on you."
Laura laughed, wiping some of the cum off her cheek with her finger. She brought it to her mouth, sucking it clean. "Mmm, still tastes sweet," she said, winking at him.
Charlie watched her, a mix of amazement and arousal coursing through him. He couldn't help but chuckle, "You're insatiable, aren't you?"
She grinned, "Only when it comes to you, Charlie." She leaned in, pressing a kiss on the tip of his still hard cock, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper, "But I think it's my turn now."
His eyebrows shot up, "Oh, really?"
She nodded as she quickly lay on her back and spread her legs open. She then spread her pussy open with her fingers, "See how wet my pussy is."
Charlie grabbed the chocolate syrup bottle and dripped a nice amount over her pussy. And without wasting time on words, he simply leaned in and began to lick her pussy. His tongue connected with her clit, and she gasped, arching her back. He explored her slowly, savoring her taste, a mix of her arousal and the sweet chocolate syrup. He flicked his tongue over her, watching her squirm with pleasure. Her moans filled the room, egging him on.
'God! I love my life and I love her,' He thought.
He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tightness. She was wet, ready, and he added another finger, curling them upwards to hit that spot that made her gasp his name. Her hips moved in rhythm with his fingers, seeking more.
"Charlie," she panted, "that feels so good. Don't stop."
He looked up, his lips glistening with her juices and chocolate as he pushed his tongue into her pussy hole. He could feel her warm juices flowing out and coating his tongue. He then began to rub her clit with his thumb and pushed a finger back into her pussy, stimulating her with both tongue and fingers, together. He noticed how her thighs trembled as she wrapped her legs around his head, pulling him closer, her breath coming in short gasps. Charlie could feel the tension building in her body, her pussy clenching around his fingers. He knew she was close.
"Come on, Laura," he encouraged, his voice muffled against her pussy. "Let go, baby."
With a cry, she did. Her body convulsed, her pussy contracting around his fingers, and then, to Charlie's delight, she squirted. A warm, sudden rush of liquid hit his face, coating his mouth and face. He lapped at her, tasting her sweet nectar mixed with the remnants of chocolate syrup. Laura's body continued to tremble, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she rode out her orgasm. Charlie looked up at her, a smug smile on his face, his chin and lips glistening with her release.
"That was... delicious," he said, wiping his face with the back of his hand.
Laura chuckled weakly, still catching her breath. "Shit! That was freaking awesome. Phew!"
But before she could catch a breath, Charlie went on his knees and pushed his cock into her pussy with a hard slam. He then grabbed her throat and began to pound her like there was no tomorrow. His eyes were on her cum covered face and that expression she makes when she's high on pleasure.
"You like that, huh? You like it when I choke?" He whispered while pounding.
Laura's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and excitement flickering in them. She bit her lower lip, her breath hitching as Charlie's grip on her throat tightened slightly. She could feel her heart pounding, her body responding to the new sensation with a surge of adrenaline.
"Y-yes," she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. "I like it when you take control, Charlie."
Charlie grunted, his thrusts becoming more forceful, his grip on her throat matching the rhythm. Laura could feel the pressure building in her body again, the pleasure intensifying with each thrust and each squeeze of her throat. She could feel her vision starting to blur, her senses heightened, her body more sensitive than ever.
"Touch yourself," Charlie commanded, his voice hoarse with arousal. "Make yourself come with me."
Laura's hand moved between her legs, her fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in swift, firm circles. She closed her eyes, her fingers moving in sync with Charlie's thrusts. The dual sensation of his cock filling her and her fingers rubbing her clit was overwhelming. She could feel another orgasm building, this one more intense than the last. Her moans filled the room, mixing with the sound of their bodies slapping together.
Charlie then released her throat and grabbed her boobs, squeezing them for a few minutes before he pinched her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core. Laura's back arched, her fingers moving faster on her clit. He could feel her pussy tightening around him, her body tensing as she got closer to her climax.
"You're close, aren't you, Laura?" he growled, his voice laced with desire. "Come on, baby. I want to feel you come all over my cock."
Laura's breath hitched, her eyes fluttering closed. "Y-yes, Charlie. I'm close. I'm so close."
Charlie grunted, his thrusts becoming more powerful, more erratic. He could feel his own release building, his balls tightening. He wanted them to come together, their pleasure intertwined.
"Touch my cock, Laura," he commanded, his voice strained. "Feel how hard you make me."
Laura reached down, her fingers wrapping around his cock where it slid in and out of her. She stroked him, feeling his thickness, his heat. The sensation was too much. With a cry, she came, her pussy convulsing, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Charlie felt her release, her pussy milking him, and with a final thrust, Charlie let out a primal growl as he finally found his own release, his cock pulsing deep inside her. His body shuddered, his grip on her hips tightening as he emptied himself into her. Their bodies trembled together, their breaths ragged, their hearts pounding in sync.
After a moment, Charlie slowly pulled out and watched his cum oozing from her pussy.
She sat up and pushed two fingers inside her pussy.
She looked at Charlie, her eyes hooded and seductive. "I want to taste us," she said, her voice low and sultry. She pulled out her fingers, glistening with their combined juices, and brought them to her mouth.
Charlie watched, his cock twitching back to life as she wrapped her lips around her fingers, sucking them clean. "Mmm," she hummed, "that's delicious."
"Now, clean my cock," He ordered.
She went down and sucked and licked his cock clean. She looked up at Charlie, a wicked grin playing on her lips. She took her time, running her tongue up and down his shaft, from the base to the tip, tasting their combined flavors. Charlie's breath hitched, his hands finding her hair, gently guiding her. She took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head, her lips tight around his shaft. She could feel him hardening again, growing thicker in her mouth. She hummed, the vibration making Charlie groan.
"Fuck, Laura," he panted, his grip on her hair tightening. "You're going to make me come again."
Laura looked up at him, her eyes meeting his, as she continued to suck him off. She could see the desire in his eyes, the raw need that she knew she could satisfy. She wanted to taste him again, to feel him come undone because of her.
Charlie's hips began to move, his thrusts shallow, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth.
After five more minutes of sucking nonstop like a freaking vacuum cleaner...
Laura relaxed her throat, taking him deeper, her hands gripping his thighs for balance. She could feel his muscles tense, his body preparing for his release.
"Laura," he warned, "Swallow every drop, baby."
He grunted, his hips moving in short, jerky thrusts.
Laura nodded, her eyes never leaving his, her mouth stretched wide around him. She felt his cock throb, and then he was coming, hot and thick, pulsing into her mouth. She swallowed instinctively, taking all of him, her eyes watering slightly. Charlie let out a low, guttural groan, his body shuddering with the force of his release.
As he finished, she pulled back with a loud pop and a small smile playing on her face.
"Good girl," he praised, his voice hoarse.
Laura stood up, her body slightly sore but her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "I think we need a shower," she said, holding out her hand to him.
Charlie took it, a smirk on his lips. "Lead the way," he said, following her towards the bathroom.
As they stepped into the shower, he pulled her close, his hands roaming her body, already eager for more.
"You know..." he whispered, his lips against her ear, "...I'm gonna fuck you again right now and then in that tub, right?"
"Less talking, more fucking," She said while wriggling her butt.
"You naughty slut," He spanked her once before grabbing her waist and pushing his cock back to where it belongs... into her tight pussy.
---
[POWERSTONES AND REVIEWS PLS]
Support link: www.patr eon.com/UnknownMaster
[6 advance chs] [All chs available for all tiers] [No double billing.]