Fuck Her Face, Hard.

“Are you sure?” Steve checks as Kaya slid his pants to the floor.

She smiled, “You have an idea.” She reached into the waistband of his underwear, “Do your worst, or best.” She giggled.

Steve’s cock was hard in an instant and as Kaya went to rise he put gentle pressure on her head, “I want to fuck your throat so hard you beg me to stop.” He said learning from their forthrightness.

“I won’t.” Kaya said simply, “Fuck my throat raw. I won’t stop you.” The lust was clearly visible in her eyes and Steve started to realise how kinky she actually was.

Steve wrapped a hand in her long hair and guided her mouth to his cock, “I will make you beg.” He said as her hot mouth wrapped around his cock.

Steve started slowly, guiding her head and sinking his cock slightly deeper, when she had about three quarters of his cock in her mouth Steve felt the tell tail resistance of her throat. Normally he would give Jan a chance to adjust and breathe, but Kaya wanted it rough, and he wanted her to beg so he pulled her head forward while thrusting and sank the remaining couple of inches into her throat.

Kaya made a gagging noise as Steve held her there for a moment or two, then he fucked her throat for a good twenty to thirty seconds. Kaya was looking up at him the entire time her eyes starting to water. When he saw her eyes start to flutter, a sign of her needing to breathe, he pulled out of her mouth and as she gasped slapped her face with his wet cock.

“Do you want me to stop?” He asked.

Kaya licked his cock as she panted, “Weak,” She said with a smile, “You think a few seconds without air will make me beg you to stop,” She was about to say something else but Steve thrust forward again, cutting off her voice and lodging his cock in her throat.

He fucked her throat in short thrusts making sure his cock never left her throat. He felt her throat open and close, seeking air and watched her eyes flutter and still he remained. Kaya’s lungs were starting to burn with the stale air trapped within them, then suddenly Steve pulled back, but only enough so that his cock was still on the back of her tongue.

Kaya expelled the stale air from her lungs and went to take another breath but Steve was ready and thrust back into her throat using her intake of breath as a way of getting as deep as possible. He moaned as he held her there, her instincts trying to pull away from him. “Beg for me to stop.” He groaned as he gently fucked her face and throat, her eyes started to roll back and the spasm-ing in her throat started to settle. Steve knew the signs of unconsciousness setting in as he had done this with Jan on occasion and so very slowly pulled backwards until Kaya could breathe again.

Kaya gasped inwards for breath around his cock and Steve pushed forward again, “Beg.” He urged again.