Chapter 76: Prepare Your P...y [R18]

She obeyed at once. She opened wide and sank down.

He slid over her tongue, into the tight heat of her throat.

She gagged again but stayed down longer this time.

Her throat fluttered around him.

Her moan vibrated along his length. "Mmmmmm...."

"Ahhh.... fuck.... Elsa...." Zarek threw his head back for a second.

Then he looked back down, unwilling to miss the sight.

His hand fisted harder in her hair.

His other hand cupped the side of her face, thumb stroking her cheek while she worked.

He began to fuck her mouth in earnest.

Slow thrusts at first. In and out.

Feeling her lips drag along him.

Then faster.

His hips snapped forward gently but firmly.

Using her.

Her hands clutched at his thighs for balance.

"Ghh.... mmmph.... ghh.... mmmph...."

Tears pricked her eyes from the depth.

Drool splattered to the rug.

"Glrk.... splach...."

The sound of her mouth was soaked and noisy.

Her moans never stopped.

Even with her mouth full she kept making those small needy noises.

Zarek groaned louder.

The pleasure built low in his belly, hot and tightening.

"Ahh.... ahh.... fuck.... your mouth is so fucking wet...."

Elsa hummed around him, pleased, and sucked harder.

Her tongue swirled fast.

Her hand pumped what she could not swallow.

She was completely focused on him.

He felt the climb sharpen.

That familiar pressure.

He could have sped up and chased it hard.

Instead he did the opposite.

He slowed.

His thrusts grew slower. Deeper. More deliberate.

Each push held longer inside her mouth.

His hand held the back of her head steady so she could not pull away.

"Stay...." he breathed. "Stay still.... let me use that mouth.... ahh...."

"Mmmph...." she whimpered around him, eyes wide, looking up.

He rolled his hips forward in a slow grind.

His cock throbbed on her tongue.

He could feel every ridge of her mouth, every flutter of her throat.

"Ahhh.... fuck.... yeah.... keep that tongue out for me...."

His voice broke into a moan.

"Ohhh.... fuck.... I am gonna cum.... gonna cum in that pretty mouth...."

Elsa moaned loudly around him.

"Mmm.... mmm.... MMM...."

Her hands tightened on his thighs.

She did not try to escape the slow facefuck.

She took it.

She opened wider.

She begged with her eyes for it.

Zarek groaned deep in his chest.

"Ahh.... ahh.... here.... here it comes.... take it...."

His balls drew tight. His thighs trembled.

He pushed deep and held her head there, deep enough that she felt him pulse at the back of her tongue.

"Ahhhhh.... fuck...."

He came.

Hot spurts hit her tongue in thick ropes.

"Splurt.... splurt...."

One.... then another.... then another, pulsing out of him while he moaned and shuddered.

His hips gave small slow jerks, pushing the cum deeper with each slow thrust.

"Ohhh.... fuck.... yes.... swallow.... swallow it all.... ahh...."

Elsa swallowed.

Her throat worked around him.

"Gulp.... mmm.... ahh...."

More cum filled her mouth and she swallowed again, moaning through it.

Some escaped and ran down her chin, white against saliva.

She kept sucking softly, milking him through the aftershocks, whimpering.

Zarek stayed inside her mouth for a long moment, breathing hard, hand still buried in her hair but now stroking instead of gripping.

He looked down at her swollen lips wrapped around him, her flushed face, the mess on her chin.

Slowly he pulled out.

His cock slipped free with a wet pop.

A thin bridge of saliva and cum stretched from his tip to her lower lip, then broke and landed on her tongue.

She stayed on her knees.

Panting. Lips parted. Chest rising and falling fast.

She licked her lips to catch what had spilled and swallowed again with a soft moan.

"Mmm.... ahh...."

Zarek brushed his thumb over her wet cheek, smearing a drop of cum and drool.

He pushed his thumb into her mouth and she sucked it clean without being told.

"Good girl," he whispered, voice still hoarse with pleasure.

Elsa shivered at the words.

Her eyes were bright, hazy with arousal.

She leaned her cheek against his thigh, still kneeling, still unwilling to move away.

Outside the bedroom, faint and distant, came the soft metallic click of Ayesha handling her firearm.

Neither of them paid it any mind.

Zarek stroked her damp hair.

He was still hard.

Not finished. Not even close.

"Get up," he said softly. "On the bed."

Elsa looked up at him.... and smiled.

Her lips were still shiny with spit and cum. Her chin was still wet. She did not wipe it away.

She backed toward the bed, eyes never leaving his. The back of her knees hit the mattress. She sat down. The sheets were cool against her hot skin.

Zarek stepped between her spread knees. He leaned down and kissed her. Deep. Tasting himself on her tongue. Salty , Mixed with her sweetness. She moaned into it at once.

"Mmm.... ahh...."

He licked into her mouth, slow and possessive. His hand cupped her jaw, holding her face where he wanted it. His other hand found the hem of her training shirt. He pulled it up.

"Lift," he ordered.

She lifted her arms. He dragged the shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Her breasts sprang free, no bra underneath, nipples hard and tight from arousal and the cool air. Sweat still glistened faintly between them.

Zarek stared for a moment. Then he squeezed one breast hard, kneading the flesh. She gasped.

"Ahh...."

He pinched her nipple between thumb and finger and twisted lightly.

She arched with a sharp cry. "Ahhh...."

"Good," he murmured. "Loud. Let me hear you."

He pushed her back onto the bed. She fell onto the pillows with a soft bounce, hair spreading around her face. He climbed over her, caging her with his arms. His still hard cock pressed against her training pants.

He kissed down her neck. Biting lightly. Sucking. Leaving faint red marks. She tilted her head back to give him more room, moaning softly.

"Mmm.... ohh.... there...."

His mouth moved lower. He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. His tongue circled roughly. Then he bit down gently. Elsa cried out and clutched his hair.

"Ahhh.... Zarek.... fuck...."

He switched to the other breast, giving it the same rough attention.

Suck.... lick.... bite.

Her back arched off the bed. Her thighs squeezed around his hips.

His hand slid down her stomach, over the waistband of her pants. He pushed inside, under the cloth, finding her bare. She was soaked. Hot and slick. His fingers slid through her folds with an easy wet slide.

She jolted. "Ohhh...."

"So wet," he said against her breast. "All this from sucking my cock."

"Yes...." she breathed. "Yes.... please...."

He pushed two fingers inside her without warning. She gasped and clenched around him.

"Ahhh.... ahhh...."

He pumped them slowly.

In.... out.... curling.

Feeling her inner walls flutter. Wet sounds rose from between her legs with every motion.

"squelch..... splach...." Slick and messy. Her juices coated his fingers and ran down toward her ass.

Zarek pulled his fingers free. She whimpered at the loss. He held his glistening fingers up in front of her face.

"See how wet you are."