Thread: Inside Boulevard 9 [DamonHuntington x Love]

The music in the club changed beat from a heated bass guitar to a song that was slow, sensual, and smutty. Inside the private booth, behind heavy drapes, it came across as slightly muffled and filtered. Elaine finished with the one testical, having sucked it until it felt hard, full, and hot. She moved her mouth to his second and began the same attention. Her eyes closed shut and she immersed herself into the sucking, nudging her face into his groin just to gain the best advantage for the pleasure. There was a moment when she seemed to loose herself. Demetrius was growing on her. The man was not quite like any other man she had encountered before. There was such an aura of confidence, and sex, and experience, that for once Elaine felt like she could just let loose into his hands. He was not only suggesting for this to happen, but there was a magnetizing pull about him that whispered nothing short of grand and spectacular promises. It was hard to ignore this. Especially when her mouth was stuffed with one of his ginormous balls she loved sucking on cock, and his own god-like phallus was proving to be such a personal delight. Too bad he wasn't much of a charmer. Candice paused her slurping on his teste when he likened her to every other female he had known. His words grated on her nerves, and she blushed a hot rose. She moved her mouth from his sacs then, and regarded his oversized girth with a disappointed frown. Elaine refused to meet his eyes during this moment being a lady of passive anger in bruised pride. Her fingers never dropped from his shaft, however. Elaine continued to rub, glide, and graze her skillful touch over every inch. Then after a brief moment of careful and silent thought, she opened her mouth as wide as possible and pushed him deep within. It made her wet, realizing he was too big for all of his cock to disappear, easily. She allowed his hand and his fingers to rest behind her head on the nap of her neck, and allowed him to dictate the speed of her bobbing head without any fuss. She tried to engulf all of him, even by pushing his glans passed her uvula and suppressing the gag reflex, but it just wasn't going to happen. She would need to deep throat him if she wanted her mouth to do all the work. But for now, her hands made up the slack by pumping the base of his shaft in sequence to the pace he desired. He wrapped his legs about her body and drew her in closer. It was a subtle act, but one with a monumental affect upon Elaine's mind, and upon those walls she had thrown up, and upon some decisions she was making. She suddenly felt possessed, trapped, and enjoyed. It edged her closer to his control, and she found herself entertaining the thought of being fucked by him. So let me get this straight... she implored, with her mouth only centimeters from his glistening head. Her gaze rose upwards to lock contact with his eyes...I am being just like any other girl by refusing to spread leg for you? She found this hard to believe, but also found it as a possible truth. Maybe all girls had the same astonished expression when they discovered his size, and then realized they didn't want to go through with it. Well, perhaps Elaine was so far gone in lust tonight, and stoked by wounded pride, that she actually might just try to prove to him that she was like no other girl, no matter the cost.