12. Declan
CHAPTER TWELVE
DECLAN
Ivy PULLED out this Moto Blower contraption.
In my twenty-eight years of virgin torture, I’d never stuck my dick in pussy, let alone anything else.
My hands always got the job done. I didn’t knock men who used sex toys as means of self-pleasure, it just had never been for me.
Simulated pussy couldn’t possibly be better than real pussy, in my opinion.
As she twirled the thing around in her hands, she smirked at me.
“I want you to watch carefully,” she said, climbing on the bed. “This is an addition, not a substitute.”
She wrapped her soft hands around my shaft, stroking my semi hard dick to full brick status. Her soft lips kissed the tip before she licked and sucked it in a teasing manner.
“Stop playing with me, Ivy.” I groaned, running my fingers through her hair, gripping a fist full of it. Holding it in place, I eased my dick into her pretty mouth. She graciously accepted me. “Mmm… That’s a good girl, Princess.”
She sucked me slow, allowing her spit to thoroughly coat my shaft.
Her mouth was so damn wet that even I was impressed. Her juicy lips slid up and down my length with ease, the subtle vibrations of her tongue ring massaging me as she did.
Without missing a beat, she grabbed the Moto Blower, fitting it over my length.
She didn’t ease me into this shit. She went for the jugular, turning it up to the highest setting.
The combination of the vibrations, suction, and stroking made me feel like I was being sucked and fucked at the same time.
When she started sucking my balls to add to the sensation, curses fell from my lips.
“Fuck… shit… dammit, Ivy…”
There was a frown on my face, but I was far from being upset or angry. I was in awe of just how good this shit felt. She removed the contraption from my dick, sucking me back into her mouth, this time with more aggression. She deep throated me, her jaws working overtime.
“Ooh you’re so nasty, Princess,” I moaned, gripping her hair as I fucked her mouth.
Spit trickled down her chin. She looked so fucking sexy, taking all of me at one time.
Just as quick as before, she popped my dick out of her mouth and slid the Moto Blower back down.
The amount of spit she left on me made excellent lubrication.
It wasn’t like having my dick buried in her wet walls, but it was a close contender.
She alternated between her mouth and the machine for the next five or so minutes. My nut was brewing. I could feel my dick about to explode at any moment.
“Fuck, I’m ’bout to bust, Princess…” I moaned, feeling the muscles in my stomach tightening.
She pulled the toy away and the next thing I felt was her sliding that wet ass pussy down my rod. She rode me hard and fast, her ass slapping against my thighs.
“You can’t cum without me, baby,” she moaned, pulling at my hands and placing them on her titties. She tossed her head back, crying out in pleasure. “Shit! Give it to me, daddy!”
I thrusted my hips upward to meet hers. Her nipples pebbled beneath my fingers, prompting me to pinch them. She moaned louder as she cupped my hands. My eyes danced wildly as I watched our synchronized movements. I’d come to love watching as she rode me. It was always so sensual… so damn sexy.
“Declan!” she cried. “Don’t stop… You feel so good… Don’t stop!”
“Shit, baby… Cum on this dick. Make that pussy cry for me, Princess.”
“I’m cumming!”
Her entire body convulsed as her orgasm ripped through her.
It was so powerful, I came right along with her.
She clung to me, trembling, as I gently caressed her back.
When her tremors finally subsided, she kissed me softly.
I loved the aftercare portion of our sessions.
She was always super sensitive and just wanted me to love on her.
Rolling her onto her side, I held her body close to mine. My fingers and hands caressed various parts of her supple skin. Light kisses peppered her beautiful face and she giggled.
“You know something, baby?” she said, tracing the outline of my jaw.
“What is it, Princess?”
“I think you’ve been holding out on me. Are you sure you were a virgin before last week?”
I chuckled. “I assure you, I’ve never touched pussy before you. Why do you ask?”
“You just… learned so quick. I mean, I thought I’d have to teach you and I was fine with that but you… you clearly understood the assignment. I’m just curious.”
“I’ve wanted you since the day I met you, Ivy.
I’ve studied your body many times over the last six months.
I knew where I wanted my hands to be… what kind of pleasure I wanted to give you.
I familiarized myself with every typical hot spot area and how to stimulate it.
I took cues from your body that you didn’t even know you gave.
I’ve always been in tune with you, baby.
That’s what makes for great lovemaking.”
She smiled. “I was nervous to take you out last night,” she admitted. “For one, I thought you might think I was too much. This can be a lot and it’s not even the tip of what I’m into. I want to share it all with you,
Declan.”
“I’m open to exploring things with you, Princess. Just… don’t have me in some crazy shit.”
She giggled. “I promise, nothing crazy.” She kissed me softly. “I love you, Declan.”
“I love you too, baby.”