Chapter 40: Perfect Blowjob (R18)
I kicked the door shut behind us and carried her the rest of the way to the bed, her legs still wrapped tight around my waist. The mont her back hit the mattress I followed her down, mouths fused again in a kiss that had lost every last trace of patience.
Her blouse hung completely open now, the fabric framing the lace of her bra like an offering. The skirt was bunched uselessly around her hips, one stocking-clad thigh hooked over my leg. My own shirt was half-unbuttoned and rumpled, pants still on but straining.
We kissed like we were trying to morize each other, slow and deep, then hungry again, tongues sliding, teeth nipping. Her hands road under my shirt, nails dragging lightly down my back, and every touch sent electricity straight down my spine.
She was so hot!
I could feel the heat of her through the thin lace between us, the way her hips kept rolling up in tiny, restless movents.
Eventually we broke apart, breathing hard. Mira’s eyes were dark, lips kiss-swollen, that small private smile playing at the corner of her mouth.
Without a word she sat up just enough to shrug the open blouse off her shoulders and tossed it aside. It landed sowhere near the foot of the bed.
My mouth went dry.
Her breasts were perfect, full, heavy enough to sway with the motion, but shaped so beautifully they looked like they belonged in so Renaissance painting made specifically for . Not exaggerated, just... ideal. The kind of pair that made my brain short-circuit.
She watched
staring and let out a soft, pleased laugh. "Like what you see, sweetheart?"
I didn’t answer with words. I jumped on her...there was no other way to describe it..
mouth latching onto the side of her neck first, then trailing down her collarbone, worshipping every inch.
I kissed the slope of one breast, then the other, slow and reverent, like she was sothing holy I’d finally been allowed to touch. My hands followed, cupping their weight, thumbs brushing over her nipples until they tightened into hard peaks.
Mira arched into
with a low moan, one hand threading through my hair. "That’s it, baby... you’ve been thinking about these, haven’t you?"
I had. God, I had.
I peeled her bra down and off, tossing it to join the blouse. Bare now, they were even more devastating.
I took one nipple into my mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder, tongue flicking while my hand kneaded the other. She gasped, back bowing, the sound going straight to my cock.
My free hand slid down her stomach, under the bunched skirt, and into her panties. She was soaked. I groaned against her breast as my fingers found her slick folds and eased one inside, then two, curling slowly.
"Lukas—" Her voice cracked beautifully. Her hips rocked against my hand, chasing the rhythm I set while I kept worshipping her tits, switching from one to the other, sucking and licking like I couldn’t get enough.
I fingered her steadily, thumb finding her clit and circling until her breathing turned ragged and her thighs started to tremble. She was close already, I could feel it in the way she clenched around my fingers.
Then she tugged my hair, pulling
up. Her eyes were glassy with lust. "Sit up, sweetheart. My turn."
I nodded, shifting back to sit on the edge of the bed. Mira slid off gracefully, even with the skirt still hanging around her waist and her panties askew.
She knelt between my spread thighs like it was the most natural thing in the world, looking up at
through her lashes with that mix of amusent and hunger that only she could pull off.
She worked my pants open, tugging them down along with my boxers in one smooth motion. When my cock sprang free, hard and heavy, she actually paused.
"Oh..." A soft, surprised breath. Her fingers wrapped around the base, testing the girth. "Lukas. You’re... big. Thicker than I imagined." She stroked once, slowly, eyes wide with genuine delight. "Very nice, baby."
Heat flooded my face and my dick twitched in her hand. She didn’t waste ti. She leaned in and began to worship it—kissing the shaft from base to tip, soft reverent presses of her lips, then long, slow licks like she was savoring an expensive dessert.
When she reached the head she swirled her tongue around it, tasting the precum beading there, and humd in approval.
Then she took
into her mouth.
The heat, the wet suction, the way her tongue pressed against the underside, it was mind-blowing. She worked
deeper with each pass, cheeks hollowing, one hand stroking what she couldn’t fit while the other rested on my thigh. The sight of her—my beautiful, composed Aunt Mira—kneeling in front of
with her lips stretched around my cock, eyes locked on mine, nearly undid
right there.
"Fuck, Mira..." I groaned, hand gently cupping the back of her head.
She took that as encouragent and pushed further, relaxing her throat until I felt myself slide deeper than I thought possible. The wet sounds, the little hums of pleasure she made, the way she kept looking up at
like she loved having
at her rcy—it was too much and not enough.
I held on for what felt like five solid minutes of pure heaven, muscles locked, trying to morize every second of her perfect blowjob.
But I couldn’t last forever.
"Mira—I’m—"
She didn’t pull back. Instead she took
even deeper and swallowed around . I ca hard with a choked groan, pulsing into her mouth in thick ropes. She took every drop, throat working, then slowly pulled off with a wet pop. She licked her lips, eyes sparkling, and smiled.
"Mmm. Very tasty, sweetheart."
I stared at her, dazed, chest heaving. "Holy shit."
She laughed softly, still kneeling, looking thoroughly pleased with herself. But I was already reaching for her, need roaring back twice as strong.
"I can’t wait any longer," I rasped.
Mira rose smoothly and climbed back onto the bed, lying down on her back. She hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them off, kicking the skirt the rest of the way down her legs until she was completely bare except for the thigh-high stockings.
Then she spread her thighs for , one hand trailing down to part her glistening pussy invitingly.
"Co here, Lukas," she whispered, voice husky and warm. "I want you inside . Now."
I moved over her, heart hamring, the head of my cock nudging against her wet entrance. She was soaked, ready, and looking up at
with pure hunger and sothing deeper shining in her eyes.
I pushed forward, sliding into her tight heat in one long thrust, and the moan she let out was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard.
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