I Wanna Be A Good Girl For Him

Because this cock is just gorgeous. Just so well proportioned. Just so perfectly made. Just so damn perfect that I moan at the sight of it and push back, backing up my back against Rachels as I reach for her hip and dig in my nails before pushing forward to do... to...

I don't suck his cock. I don't blow him. I don't **** myself. I don't...

I make love to his cock with my mouth. That's the best way I can say it, the best way I can describe it. Just this wordless passion and losing myself in it, ceasing to even think about anything but contact with this cock and how good it feels to have it.

Lips and tongue a blur of confusion. Moans that I'm not sure where they come from, whether me or him or even Rachel and her partner. Hands teasing at him and nearly clawing, **** to have more and more of this finite resource.

Fuck I want it. I fucking love it.

Swallowing him and licking him. Loving him and needing him. And feeling all along the burbling pleasure in my belly just responding to it.

As if it's a pet I consider it, I treasure it and feed it. I give it a little more and it in turn gives me pleasing little purrs and chirrups that make me jump and melt.

All along this journey my man is giving me what I want too. He's whispering sweet nothings from his side of the wall. Cooing and calling me darlin' and telling me what a good girl I am. What a sweet mouth I have.

How dear I am to him.

They're all lies, believe that. He doesn't know me and I don't know him but fuck does it feel good to have him call me good girl. It feels so damn right to have this happening to me and for me. To have this man treat me so well while I'm treating him to my body.

Eventually I settle for just bobbing gently on his cock while he moans on the other side of the wall. My hands knead at my thighs like a cat pressing it's paws into the blanket beneath them. And I give and I receive when he groans and pulses in my mouth and I suckle, teasing it all out and into my mouth before I fall back breathing heavily and stare transfixed as possibly the most beautiful cock I will ever see slides back and out of sight.

"You were beautiful, darlin'" he coos through the hole, "Such a good girl."

"Thank you," I mumble through the cum in my mouth, "Thank you for this."

I am still on my knees there when the next cock wordlessly pops up. Not a disappointment even though it doesn't quite mesure up to the last it's still good enough, still hard and ready for me.

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