The Move Chapter 6, Part 3 of 4

The Move
Chapter 6, Part 3 of 4

"Oh god, Mandy, you're so fucking hot! You're going to make me fucking cum in your fucking ass!" I yelled.

"Your cock is so fuckin hard! Please don't cum yet! Make me cum with that fucking dick in my ass...Oh fuck yes, I'm going to cum... Pound me, Mark...I'm coming, oh fuck! fuck! fuck! she yelled.”

She shook and squeezed my cock with her ass. My balls were churning as my cock was ready to blow. "I'm coming in your ass, Mandy...Oh fuck, here it comes!"

My balls contracted as they slammed against her hot ass. I felt a jet of cum surge through my rod, deep in her ass. I could not believe how fucking hard I was coming, knowing how much I was pleasing her.

"I'm coming in your ass! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! uh!" I grunted, teeth clenched.

My legs wobbled as my balls released shot after shot, and I fell forward onto her. I reached out my arms to catch myself as I continued to pump her ass, gradually lessening the intensity until it was a slow and methodical full motion.

My cock began to soften as I stroked. I had balanced myself on my hands as she resumed milking me dry. The smooth, creamy cum made her slippery and now sticky as it soaked my dick.

My dick slid free from her oozing asshole as she shoved my head down toward her tits.
"Clean me up, Mark!" I have to get back to work.

She released me, and I dropped to my knees beside the bed, running my tongue up her pussy, tasting my creamy cum.

"Oh yeah, lick my ass and pussy clean," she sighed. Then you'll need to lick it off the rest of me".

I sucked her ass and pussy, taking her in and cleaning her pussy thoroughly. I started to stiffen a little as I worked her.

"Damn, Mark, you're going to get me going’ again." she sighed happily.

She pulled me off, and I licked my way up her belly and tits, licking up any of my droplets along the way. By the time I reached my streams on her tits and neck, I was lying on her, my dick touching her pussy. I let myself ease down on top of her, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine as I licked my cum off the side of her neck.

She grabbed my ass and pressed my cock against her warm wet pussy, rocking gently. Feeling me stiffen, she laughed.

"I got to go back to work! Don't get me started," she said reluctantly.

I took that as my cue and started kissing her neck and pressing against her. She shoved me off and jumped up.

"Easy Fuck, Toy, I got to go!" she said, grabbing her clothes and disappearing into the bathroom.

I climbed up on the bed and laid on my back with my legs spread, trying to keep my boner going so she would see when she came out. After a few moments, she popped out and walked toward the door. She grabbed the doorknob and turned around.

"Feel better?" she asked, smiling. "Looks like you are ready for more," she said, nodding toward my exposed dick.

"Much better, thank you. That was fucking awesome. Anytime you want another round, please come see me." I said, smiling. "You know where to find me."

"Unfortunately, I am booked for the rest of the week. I have a feeling that I will be back, though," she said, walking out. "So long, Mark!"

"Later," I replied.

After she left, I got a damp rag, blotted the bedspread, and decided to rinse off in the shower. I hung out the do not disturb sign and headed to the shower. I was still and clean, so it was quick. I put my black underwear back on, just in case, and wondered what this evening would have in store.

I was getting a bit hungry again and was thankful the lunch had knocked out the cum burbs. I had some sandwich supplies in the fridge, so I made a sandwich, grabbed a small bag of chips for lunch, and flipped on the sports center.

After a while, I showered and cleaned up again. Sitting on the couch, I flipped on the television and watched an old John Wayne movie. The phone dinged with a text.

Ding: NEED A MOUTH. B BY @ 10. B READY.

Attached is a picture of a pussy. It was not one I recognized. It had reddish hair. It was a little fuzzy looking around the pubes. I did not remember the number, but the picture made my cock tingle. I watched the movie's end and still had time, so I started another movie.

The knock came at about 9:55.

It was a 20 or so young lady with strawberry blondish hair cut just above her shoulders, wearing jeans, a Steeler's jersey, and a light black jacket.
I let her in, and she babbled, sounding a bit nervous.

She seemed surprised by me only wearing black underwear and looked me over awkwardly.

"Hi, I'm Sandy, Beth's sister. She told me I could come by and get some special service here since I've known you...is that correct?" she asked somewhat hesitantly.

"I am here to service your needs, correct," I replied reluctantly.

"Good," she said, shuffling a little. "My fiancé and I have hit a rough patch, and Beth said you could help me get a little relief since you are an excellent fuck...First, I need to know that this is strictly confidential and there are no recording devices."

"Sandy, relax," I said, holding up my wedding ring. "I have more to lose than you if anything ever left this room. Feel free to look around; there is nothing to worry about. My phone is right there if you want to turn it off." I pointed at my phone on the desk.

She picked it up, looked at it, and returned it to the desk.

"Ok, if Beth says you’re okay, I'm good," she said, relaxing and removing her jacket.

"So things are rough with the boyfriend, and you need me to help with a horny pussy?" I asked, thinking about that picture. "Your picture sure looked like you had some pressure built up there as I stared at her crotch. I think I can help...I owe your sister a favor anyway."

"I need this to be discreet from her also," she said a little nervously, looking at my tenting underwear.

"Sure, I will not share anything with her other than what you tell me to say. So how can I help you?" I asked, genuinely curious.

She looked at the ground and shuffled before she spoke. "I have always been curious about certain things and need to be sure before I get married."

"Sure, so you want to try giving me a blow job for the first time?" I asked.

"I want to know what it's like to suck a man's dick and..."

"Great, I like that plan even better!" I interrupted. "But momma always said it is much better to give than receive! I would love to return the favor.

Just tell me what you would like, and I will be more than happy to help."

She walked over to me and began to rub my growing cock through the silk underwear but looked at the floor.

"Wow, I like a woman that knows what she wants," I said, pressing my cock against her hand and swaying my hips. "You like how that feels in your hand, Sandy?"

"Yes," she said softly, dropping to her knees.

She looked at my cock, gently stoking it. She leaned in toward me. I gently rubbed the top of her head and gripped her by the hair, stopping her motion.

"Manners? How do you ask?" I said, looking at her pathetic face.

"Please?" she whispered.

"Please, what?" I barked.

"Please let me..." she whimpered.

"Please let you what?" I asked, annoyed.

"Please let me suck your cock," she said meekly.

My cock was rock hard, and I loved the feeling of control. Mainly since I have been completely controlled for the past week.

"You can only start if you promise to swallow my cum. Do you want me to cum in your pretty mouth, Sandy?" I said, pressing my dick into her hand.

She was breathing heavily but still looking confused and scared.

"Yes!" she said more firmly.

"Yes, What?"

"Yes, I want you to cum in my mouth!" she almost shouted.

"Manners?"

"Please let me suck your cock until you cum in my mouth!" she said, looking me in the eye as she begged.

"I want you naked when you swallow my cum. I want to see your face you taste my cum!" I said, shoving her hand away. "Strip!"

She stood up, pulled off her shirt, kicked off her shoes, and hesitated momentarily, thinking about her situation.

"I can see your pussy Mond, your jeans. Strip and get your first taste of dick or move on, Sandy...it's your call, sult!"

She looked at my bulging underwear, making me realize the absurdity of the situation. Here I am, standing in silk underwear, demanding she service me.

She dropped her shirt in surrender and removed her pants and panties.

"That's better; you may proceed," I said, facing her. She walked over and went to her knees.

She, once again, stroked me through the silk, causing me to moan, making her firm up her grip and lean in again.

I had soaked through the silk with my pre-cum, and she opened her mouth, covering the wet spot as she engulfed part of my head. His tongue swirled, tasting my leakage.

"Is that your first taste?" I asked, sighing.

She nodded, continuing to lick.

"You like that, don't you, Sandy," I asked, caressing her head.

She nodded, turning her head sideways and sliding down my shaft and back up.



To be continued