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‘Are you sure you’re ready for this?’, the stranger asked. Nikki smiled, as she still did not know his name. She didn’t want to.
Without answering, Nikki opened her mouth seductively and flicked just the tip of the cock with her tongue. She could suck cock in her sleep, but there was something different about this one. Nikki knew that she’d be remembering this cock for a long time. It was smooth, with slight salt and that familiar heat……a cocksuckers’ dream. Sliding it past her lips, she waited for his groan, his sigh. And he did not disappoint. Nikki wanted to smile at her satisfaction, but it would have changed her rhythm and she wasn’t about to change a thing.
Sensual seduction, cocksucker style….
The stranger rocked in and out, seeking her. She was more at home with him inside than when he retreated, and she never wanted it to end. His hands were on her head now, tousling her hair. She felt gentle fingertips on her scalp, and she sucked him hungrily. The easy rocking had picked up a bit and she understood. Soon, his legs would stiffen, his breathing would change and she would not need to look up to know that his head would be facing upward, bracing for euphoria. Nikki also knew that she would need to be ready, either for a rush of cream or a cue to do something else. It was all in her control, whether she would finish him there or not. Nikki’s heart pounded and sensed that he wanted to release, but she wasn’t done yet.
Never one to wait around, Nikki made her move. Giving one last long lick and planting a kiss on the tip, she surprised him. Like breaking from a spell, his eyes darted, confused. But Nikki Ginger had no intention of making him wait. Suddenly thankful for her solo sessions with her anal plug, Nikki stood and turned, bending over the leather sofa nearby. Her stranger understood, and there were no words, only frenzy, only lust.
The heat between them was thick and irresistible. She felt his strong fingers spread her trembling cheeks as he pushed his blunt cock tip against her most scared space. She turned around to watch him, but the entry knocked the wind from her chest and she moaned as he pushed further. He was opening her deeper, owning more and more. There would never be any doubt about what she was and what she was for. But it was all on her terms, and it would always be.
