Cum On My Face

Dante slammed the door shut behind him, his lips dropping kisses all over Mireille’s face. He wanted her so much that he wanted to just push the dress off her body and sit her on his cock.

He was hard and Dante did not have to check her panties to ascertain that she was dripping wet for him.

Dante dropped her onto the bed and snapped his buttons off, ridding the shirt off his body.

He got back onto the bed with Mireille and licked her neck.

“Oh my god, Dante” Mireille moaned and Dante kissed further down, trailing kisses, licking and sucking on her skin.

“You are so much sexier than any woman I have ever been with, Princess. So much sexier” Dante’s hands pushed her dress up and his right hand grazed her wet panties.

“The way you get so wet for me. It drives me crazy” he trailed his fingers down her wet panties till he got to her ass hole, her moans accompanying every of his movement.

Mireille’s hands were wrapped around his body as Dante kissed on her ears, nibbling on her earlobe.

“Why don’t you get up and strip for me?” Dante pulled Mireille up and she got up on her feet.

“Strip, Princess” his voice was hoarse and had a depth of lust in it.

Mireille took hold of her dress and pulled it off her head, exposing her body to him. Her body was naked, safe for the bra and panties she had on.

“Get rid of everything”

Mireille reached for her bra, her left hand covering a part of her stomach.

“Oh heavens. Che figata” Dante feasted his eyes on her tits.

They looked so glorious with her nipples hard and pointed.

“Let the panties be. Don’t unveil the glorious package yet”

Mireille stood up straight, her hand still covering that part of her stomach.

She looked so beautiful, so perfect and all for him. He could have her if he wanted to and he so wanted to.

“Come sit on me, right over the erection you caused” his voice was compelling and Mireille walked over to him and sat down.

Dante pressed their foreheads together and brushed his lips against her, the sexual tension in the air thickening.

“I want you, Dante” Mireille’s lips quivered and Dante gripped her waist, grinding her against his erection.

He kissed her again, his hand trailing from her waist to her boobs. He grabbed the right tit and ran this thumb over her hard nipple and pinched on it.

“Oh god” Mireille moaned, breaking the kiss.

“You have no idea what you want, Princess”

“I know what I want, Dante. I know what my body wants”

Dante broke the eye contact and lowered his mouth to the other tit, sucking the luscious flesh into his mouth.

“This… This is one of the things I want from you. I so much want you” Mireille moaned, her fingers tangling with his dark hair and pulling him closer to her tit.

Mireille was sure that without the liquor, she would never be bold enough to do all of this.

Dante shut his eyes, sucking and moaning while his hand mauled the other tit roughly. The gentle sucking and the rough mauling had Mireille writhing and moaning in pleasure.

“Too good. This feels so fucking good, Dante. I want more” Mireille cried out and Dante tore his mouth off her tit and slapped her boob.

Mireille gasped loudly, pain and pleasure running through her. He fondled the boob he had just slapped.

His right hand massaged both boobs before he found his way to her neck and he wrapped his hand around her neck.

She looked so sexy, with his hand around her neck, slowly tightening around her neck.

“You don’t know what you want. I can be really rough, Princess. You deserve to be treated gently. You don’t deserve a beast like me who will use you for my pleasure” his grip tightened around her neck and Mireille could barely believe that she got wetter instead, her arousal hiking and her orgasm building.

“You deserve to be treated like the princess you are and when it comes to this, I don’t fucking know how to treat a woman like a princess”

“I don’t care, Dante” Her lust filled eyes stared at him as she pushed her body into his.

“I just want you badly. Please, please relieve me, make me cum. I am not a child and I am not a princess, I can take you, I can handle all your roughness”

“Dio”

Dante’s grip around her neck tightened even more and Mireille opened up her mouth to get air into her lungs but Dante covered her mouth with his own, kissing and taking her breath away, literally and literarily.

Mireille however did not push him away, instead she wrapped her arms around him, straddling him and pulling him closer as if he was the oxygen she so needed at that point.

After about a minute of kissing, Dante pulled his lips off hers and Mireille panted heavily, gasping for the air she had been so deprived off.

“Are you going to do it now, Dante? Did I just prove to you that I am not a kid and I can take whatever you give to me?” She asked, still breathing heavily.

Dante gave no response but parted her thighs with a sexy grunt. He glanced down at her panties.

“Soaking wet” he moaned out the words.

Mireille was as turned on as he was while he had rid her of her breathing.

“For you, Dante”

“I so want to fuck you into submission, Mireille.”

“Then do it. Please Dante” she sounded needy as hell.

“I am already at the verge of cumming, if you can make me cum in two minutes, I will consider you ready for me, Princess”

Mireille pressed her lips into a thin line.

“Your time starts now” he said to her thickly and Mireille knew she had to do something really erotic to make him cum.

Kissing would just not do it and she had never handled a cock before but she had to do that now, not only to please him but also to please herself.

Mireille slipped down from his thighs and got on her knees in between his legs. Her knees trembled as the need in her pussy demanded to be attended to.

“You look so beautiful kneeling between my legs”

Mireille grabbed his belt and unbuckled it quickly, her hands shivering a bit. She removed his belt and proceeded to pull down his black trousers.

Dante helped her with pulling the trousers down and out sprang his rock hard cock, slapping Mireille’s face as she was close to him.

He was big, so big that Mireille felt fear mix with her need. Would she even be able to make this fit in any hole in her body?

He was thick, so thick that Mireille’s hand could not wrap around his cock and she had to use her other hand. Mireille was not good with length but she was sure he was over eight inches. He had a piercing at the head of his cock and it looked glorious. He was clean and shaven and right on the head of his cock was precum.

“One minute more, Princess”

Mireille panicked. The last thing she wanted was not being fucked, pleasured and perhaps used by Dante. She wrapped her hands around him and began to give him a hand job, running his precum over his length.

Dante threw his head back, moaning and grunting as pleasure raced through his body. He was at the verge of cumming but he was trying hard not to cum. Every of her tiniest touches had him on the edge but he knew he should not cum.

“30 seconds more” Dante gritted his teeth as her fingers grazed his balls.

Mireille pushed her hair back and decided to give him a blow job to see if the next 30 seconds could change things.

She let out her tongue and teased his head with it. Dante jolted, not expecting her tongue and the sudden pleasure it brought with it.

“Oh fuck!”

Mireille opened her mouth as wide as she could open it and began to take his cock in. He was so thick that she could barely have him go past her lips into her mouth.

“Mhmmhh” Mireille moaned, her mouth filled with the head of his cock and her tongue feeling the piercing.

“Oh shit! You might really get me to cum!” Dante ran his hands into her hair, losing control.

He pushed her down onto his cock, forcing more of his hardness into her mouth.

“Oh shit! Time up!” He growled and with all the self control he could gather, he pulled her away from his cock.

Mireille dropped. She had failed to show him that she was not a child who could not pleasure him.

Dante was breathing heavily as he stared down at her. She was looking at him, her eyes pleading with him. He looked at her thighs and saw her juices flowing.

“You failed, Princess” Dante said to her while she continued pleading with her eyes.

“I will help you cum and then you leave, Princess”

Dante picked her up from the floor as if she weighed nothing. He dropped her on the bed and picked up his belt but resisted the urge to whip her ass with the belt.

“Fuck it” he dropped the belt and parted Mireille’s legs.

He pulled the soaked panties away from her and Mireille moaned his name softly as she felt his hot breath on her pussy.

Mireille was so sensitive, and Dante knew that it would take seconds to have her cum all over his face. This time, he would be able to taste her cum properly.

Dante pushed aside his guilt and placed a kiss on Mireille’s hardened clit.

“Oh my” Mireille whimpered and then felt his tongue, wet and warm brushing against her folds.

She gripped the sheets tight, her eyes rolling over as she lost her mind to the pleasure of his tongue.

Dante’s tongue skillfully glided to her pussy lips and one long lick was all Mireille could take.

“Take your face away, I am cumming!!” She managed to scream as she sought to get away to avoid squirting all over his face but Dante held onto her tightly.

“Cum all over my face, Princess. I want your royal squirt!”

Mireille screamed out his name loud, her back arching and her hands gripping the sheets even tighter as her body shook and spasmed with pleasure.

“Urgggh” Dante groaned and grunted as he lapped up her juices, pushing himself to the edge too.

“Oh fucking heavens” he moaned and kissed her clit as he began to cum too, hard onto the sheets.

“You taste so freaking good, so fucking good” he moaned while Mireille still shivered, the throes of her orgasm not over yet.

After a minute of licking her clean, Dante rose from in between her legs and glanced at her. Her boobs were heaving with every deep breath she took.

“That’s all I can do, Princess. We can’t do this anymore. We can’t mix our two very different lives”