Luna Sucks Matt's Cock

Luna's heart hammered in her chest as she approached Matt. She leaned into him, her hand reaching out to grasp his cock firmly. It was hot and hard in her palm, the reality of the moment sinking in. She felt him shiver as she began to stroke him, her hand moving up and down with a confidence that surprised even her.

Matt's eyes closed, his head tilting back with a low moan as she worked her hand over his shaft. Luna felt a sense of power that was both thrilling and terrifying. She knew that this was only the beginning of what was to be an unforgettable experience. His cock was indeed twice as long as Tom's, and thicker. She felt the wetness seep through her thong, spreading down her thighs.

With a sudden burst of confidence, Luna stopped stroking Matt's cock and ripped her tank top over her head, the fabric tearing as she revealed her perky, round breasts. She watched his eyes widen with lust as she cupped them in her hands, her thumbs flicking over her nipples. She let out a soft moan, the sound spurring Matt on.

Her shorts followed, pooling around her ankles as she stepped out of them. The thong she wore was a scrap of fabric, barely containing her dripping pussy. She stepped closer to him, her breasts brushing against his chest as she reached up to kiss him. His hands found her hips, his grip tight as he pulled her closer, grinding his erection against her.

She took him in her mouth eagerly, her tongue dancing around his head. She could feel him getting harder in her mouth, and she knew she was close to making her fantasy come true.

Matt groaned with pleasure as she took him deeper, his hand finding its way to the back of her head, pushing her down further onto his cock. Luna's eyes watered slightly as she took him all the way in, feeling the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. But she didn't stop, she didn't gag. She was determined to make this experience as close to her fantasy as possible.

Her cheeks hollowed out as she began to bob up and down on his length, her hand still pumping him at the base. She knew she was doing a good job. She looked up at him through her lashes, watching his face contort with pleasure.

Matt's hand tightened in her hair as he began to thrust into her mouth, his hips moving in time with her bobbing head. "Oh fuck, Luna," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

Luna felt a thrill at the sound of his voice, his pleasure only adding to her own. She could feel her panties getting wetter with every stroke of her hand on his cock, and she knew she wasn't going to last much longer. She bobbed faster, her tongue swirling around his head as she felt him begin to swell even more.

Matt thought back to all the women he'd been with before, and realized that Luna was only the second one who could take all of him. It was a feeling of pure triumph and satisfaction, one that made him want to cum deep down her throat.

But before he could, he had another idea. He gripped her hair firmly and pulled her up, her mouth popping off his cock with an obscene wet sound. Luna gasped for air, her eyes watering, but she was smiling, her cheeks flushed with arousal. "You like that, don't you?" she murmured.

"No," he growled, his voice primal, "I love it."