Most days I wake up in the morning to the sounds of my alarm, or the chirping of birds on my window pane with the rays of morning sun falling on my face. But today, I woke up to a feeling wrecking my bundle of nerves in between my legs. Mercilessly.

"David!" I gasped feeling his tongue slithering around my swollen nub and as soon as I felt the vibrations coursing through my body, I jolted wide awake shivering, while he kept plucking my flower with his long, flat, warm tongue.

"Stop." I squirmed, trying to break free from his hold but his grip tightened around my thighs and his shoulders kept my legs apart as his fiery tongue irrevocably fested upon my candy. My head reared deep into my pillows when I lost the strength to fight against the intense feeling of his tongue fiercely kissing my pussy. The rawness of his skin on mine was giving me ample of pleasure, all over again. Last night, I discovered he has a stamina, of that of a horse, because we'd went fucking for hours without a break, and now all thanks to his still high libido, I barely have the strength to move or orgasm for the nth time.

"Please...stop! It's disgusting." I breathlessly cried out in pleasure while shuddering convulsively as he kept delving in for long licks. His tongue slithered and circled on my clitoris, flickering it painfully fast, before sucking on them slowly. He kept exploring and while he did, I lost to this new pleasurable feeling.

"Tastes so sweet," he rasped, and continued to lather his tongue against my quivering cunt over and over. My body craved for every part of him. I held out my hand and reached for his hair, tugging and pulling him closer to deepen his actions, while I let my moans and cries fall out of my lips loudly.

"Fuck!" He cussed and grunts, lapping and sucking my clit until I could no longer hold back. Quivering I came spurting on his face, along with lightning bolts of sensations traveling through million nerve endings of my body aligned with my throbbing clitoris. Shit! With slight embarrassment falling on my blushed face, I found him staring with a glint of fondness, rather than disgust. Am I that desirable? I questioned when he continued to stare, smiling with his bambi eyes in pure adoration.

"David," He chuckled and loosened his grip on my hips.

"I was desperate for a taste. Couldn't do it last night, my sweet Emma..." He confessed innocently.

"You taste like the finest wine I've longed to drink," although he said in his sultry voice, he came truthful. His smile grew as he kept appreciating me with his honey brown eyes. Through my tears I smiled back at him lovingly.

"Jason never did that. Neither my ex boyfriend has ever gone down on me...you are the first." I admired him. His smile faded, as he sliently rose on his knees and then looked at me deeply while running his tongue across his glistening lips.

"I can't believe..."

Well...

"Jason liked vanilla sex, always missionary was his thing. Though at times I was made to give him blowjobs, but when it came to return the favor, he backed out saying that going down on a woman is a disgusting thing to do...and he will never go down on me." I said, struggling to quote his entire words. He had said a lot worse, degraded me in all worst ways possible. But the naive me was hopelessly in love with him.

"He never did...not for once."

Gosh. Now I felt outrageously disgusted remembering his words, after I'd caught him in the same act that he stated 'disgusting' with his secretary.

"He's a dick," David cursed fuming with resurfacing anger. "And you deserve everything, but I'm glad he missed out on this heavenly feeling." He adds, giving him a few more cusses. I laughed.

"Well...he's your son," I said aimlessly, fumbling the sheets over my naked body, unaware I had irked him in more than one ways. Jason was his stepson, but regardless he loved him as his own.

"You are mistaken darling. If he was 'my' son he would know how to pleasure and worship his beautiful woman that I claimed as mine last night," I turned warm in deepest shades of red when his gaze slides to my drenched core with a subtle eyebrow raise and then smiled cockily.

"He doesn't know how to please this beautiful cunt," He seductively whispered and crawled his fingers on my legs and traced circles on my inner thighs, nearing closer to the drenched creases in between my legs.

"Now this pussy belongs to me..and no other guy."

Oh boy, I held in a breath when his fingers brushed past the slit, baring my clitoris for him to tease. His cold fingers felt my warmth bare.

"What are you doing?" I gasped and was about to close my legs, but he pushed them apart and forcibly raised my legs over his shoulder, thereafter firmly held the back of my thighs. I knew where this was leading to.

"Please David, neither can I feel my legs nor I have enough in me to orgasm again-" I uttered helplessly.

"But you're dripping wet, darling." He stated with glowing sincerity in his eyes. That's when I realized I was. I was badly turned on by the thoughts of him eating me out again. But I was afarid I might come out as a disappointment to him.

"Even though you might deny, but your pussy is needy for my touch, little Emma."

I gulped.

"I might not-" I hesitated, remembering the times when I couldn't orgasm with Jason and he'd disrespect me for something I had no control. Whereas, David is nothing like him, there's no comparison, but it's just the way I have come to see things, indifferent.

"You don't have to. Just feel what I'm doing to your body Emma." He smiled, looking into my eyes. He leaned in, and placed light kisses on my inner thighs. He doesn't need to compliment everytime, but his actions show that I'm worth loving.

"Open up for me, baby." I never had felt such gratitude for the pleasure he'd given me a few minutes ago, that I sublimed to the heat in between my legs pulsing in need, for I obediently spread them wider apart for him to see, touch and feel. "Beautiful" I heard him whisper as his breath teased my warmth. I laid back quietly, because in no dismay was this man going to stop from getting what he wanted. I smiled and averted my gaze, so that he doesn't catch me staring, but he wanted exactly that.

"I want you to see me eat you out." Every part of me flushed with wild excitement as he nestled his face and caught a sniff of my smell. I shivered badly.

"Can you do that for me babe? Hold my gaze a little longer?" He coaxed and smiled seductively, finding his way closer to the drenched core, he lightly blew his breath.

I nodded, my lips quivered holding his seductive gaze.

"S-sure."

"Good girl," I gasped as soon as his tongue traced along the source of my wetness. He went slowly, stroking my outer labia, then inner delicately before slithering his tongue across the swollen clitoris. I gave in to the pleasure, as my mind dazed and body trembled with rushing waves of tender torment while he kept sucking on his candy. I had never felt what's it like when a man goes down on a woman throughout the years of my sex life, and unimaginably David became the man to deliver my very first oral orgasm.

Everytime I felt his touch on my skin, I shudder violently, but, keep diving in for pleasure. He's such a passionate love.

"David-" I mewled, eyes rolled back with every sensations erupting from my aroused sex. He was leaving me beyond desperate as the seconds went passing by in pleasure.

"Look at me," he demanded twirling the tip of his tongue around my swollen nub and pulled onto my heartstrings when he added more pleasure by leaving little bites on my kitty.

"Fuck David!" I cried out, writhing in need when he thrusted his slick tongue in and out of my pussy with an unbearable pace. It felt so good. I was on the brink of coming undone as my back arched and I cried shuddering breathlessly while the sheets creased underneath my fingers. With every deep stroke, my body quivered and legs started shaking beyond control and I felt my insides swarming with euphoric waves of intense pleasure.

"Oh David." Screaming his name, I came flowing down like a transparent stream. My breathing went erratic, and I had no control over my shaking body, but his words did.

"Relax darling, I'm still having my desert," he grunted in his sexy voice. I blushed deeply. He didn't hesitate to appreciate me unlike Jason, who had taken my worth to play and lose me in the end. Whereas, David, gave me the true meaning of being cherished and now I had no ounce of regrets or shame to think of ways I would want this man again. I needed him in my life, given or taken.

"You gave me a lot. So, I'm going to take my time and drink all of it, is that okay with you babygirl." He intensely stared at me, and I slowly brought myself to nod in complete submission. My eyes met his and he dived in.

I was losing my strength to look at him for long, but I stayed still, silently swallowing hard under his heated gaze as I watched him savor every drop of sweetness in eagerness. The fire in his eyes was still burning while he did this, and I knew his thirst wouldn't be quenched that easily.

"Hmm...How can it taste so sweet?" There was humor in his voice. I laughed.

Once he was satisfied, he parted from my cunt leaving a tender kiss and collapsed on the other side of the bed breathless as I was. His arms reached out for me, and in no time I was engulfed in his nakedness with our limbs entangled as we fondled eachother. I still didn't have enough of him. Neither did he. He was still swelled up against my warmth, while I dripped for him nonetheless.

"Sleep darling." I heard him say, running his palm over the back of my head. The heat in his eyes told me he's turned on, but he begged himself to stop, knowing I was way too sensitive.

"I'll give you time to recover." I shyly nodded and kissed his tender lips. I cradled in his arms and he'd let me come closer to him.

"You can rest a little for now darling, but there's still round six left..." Was the last thing I heard before falling fast asleep.

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