I 'm not his 'fangirl'. I 'm not his 'nurse'. I 'm just his supporter. His friend who just so happens to be a girlfriend. I am on the greenish-teal, red, and white tartan puff of his freshly made bed as I wait for his return key. From where ? From doing the livestream with Cry, of course.
I am a friend of RussMoney, and this is my narrative.
He comes home tired as I sit on his bed reading. I am slowly, seductively sucking on a dense candy cane as I lay on my breadbasket in a tankful top and short. I 'm one of the few who know his sexual weakness, the lip and lingua.
I close my eyes as I wrap my long, rosy lingua around the sweet, minted confect cane. I know how to tease him as I take the candy cane into my mouth and shove it, like it was his 'sword'. His long ... thick ... punishing 'sword .'
5 inches. The number 1 five I can pick out in with ease. The succeeding 3 ; this is where I know my trouble will be. I lick my lip before slowly wrapping them around where the head would be. I suck lightly for a minute, then stop. I open my oculus and see him.
'' Hey, Russ, '' I say, smiling softly, `` did n't notice you come in. ``
'' Hello, darlin', '' he says comfortably. I stand up from my sitting positioning as he walks over to me. I hug him tightly, he hugs back.
'' Why are you here, '' he doubt playfully. I smirk.
'' I missed you, '' I whisper in his ear, warmly, `` I have n't seen you in a patch ... ''
'' I missed you, too, '' he tells me. I place my face into the crook of his articulatio humeri. He smiles into my haircloth, before I risk our friendship and kiss his neck gently, slowly making my way up to his earlobe. I gently nibble and lick it, secretly wondering if he 'll break me.
The licking and pick titillation him, causing him to chuckle a bit of the laugh I love oh so a lot. He places his bridge player on my hips. I do n't bed if that 's a signal for me to go farther, but it 's definitely not a sign to stop.
I slowly work out and piece my way down his secure, seductive, sexy jaw to his tempting brim and kiss him softly. I 'm surprised, but happy as I feel him osculate me back, but I note the curiosity evident in his kiss.
'' I missed you, '' I repeat quietly, `` I want to get you happy ... As a form of ... Yuletide present. ''
I see his smile as he asks, `` oh ? And what is this deliver ? '' I lick my backtalk then I get on my knees in front of him. My mouth perfectly in line with his genital organ.
I, again, see no signal from him that I should check. I place my hand on the button of his drawers and undo it. I slowly unzip, then lower them.
I hear an hearable sigh and know it 's because the lean layer of his boxers is the just thing between his dick and me. I look up at him and cogitate, 'will he discontinue me ?'as I place my hand across the elastic band of his bagger. I feel a inviolable, yet blue-blooded hired hand on my own and attend up at the brand eyes looking down on me.
'' You do n't sustain to. It 's sanction, '' he tells me. He smiles gently, removes his hand, and begins to step back away from me.
'' Oh ... '' I know he can listen the sadness in my spokesperson as I sit back on my feet feeling as though he does n't want this. He notices the sadness, leans down, and kisses me.
'' But if you 'd really like to, '' he says. He takes a short circuit happy chance from talking as his breathing becomes more gravelly, `` I would definitely enjoy it. '' He winks at me as I see his rooster grow hard.
I kiss him gently and lean back up on my knees happily. I place my hands back on the elastic not looking for him to lay off me as I slowly, delicately lower his boxers.
I gasp inaudibly at the sheer size of the hammer in nominal head of me. I lick my rim again as I move closer to him taking only the forefront into my mouth and sucking lightly.
I slowly start to soak up harder. I remove it from my mouthpiece and start slowly licking up and down. From the oral sex to the balls and back and Forth River until the full of the cock is covered in a thinly layer of my saliva.
I wrap my lip around the head again, tasting the salty pre-cum. My lips gyre into a grinning, loving his taste.
I slowly take in his prick. millimeter by millimeter ; teasing him. I take the low gear four and a one-half inches in with repose, slowly working my way up. I get to five and a one-half, until it touches the back of my pharynx. I lift my cushy, soft hand up and wind it around the remaining three inch.
I jerk him off as I bob my pass up and down, up and down on his long, thick, hard cock. I look up at him as I bob faster and yank harder.
I moan against his cock as I ram it into the cover of my throat with every thrust. I begin to slowly drink, deepthroating the shaft in my mouth. I use my throat to massage it. I continue to bob my head up and down quickly while deepthroating. I extend my bridge player and softly play with the formal. He cums abundantly down my throat. As I welcomingly swallow every drop. I remove his cock from my mouth and punch back up and down, cleaning him off.
'' Merry Christmas, '' I tell him, rising to my feet and feeling his gentle, but firm embrace.
'' Merry Christmas, darlin', '' he whispers in the steadfast part I 've grown very fond of, `` what do you want for Christmastide ? '' What could I ask for ? I already got the kiss I longed for.
'' I do n't jazz, Russ, '' I whisper.
'' C'mon, there has to be something you want. You would n't possess come all this was over just to give me a present if you did n't require something in payoff, '' he says. I look at him with big, sorry, inexperienced person heart, unsure of what to say as I wrap my arms around his shoulders in a bid embrace. I look up to the eyes I adore, 3 inches above my own.
'' You do n't need to give me anything, '' I whisper. I break the eye contact, resting my head against his shoulder. His weapon system are around my waist as he pulls me closelipped to him, pressing our bodies together.
'' There has to be something, '' he mutters warmly to me.
'I want you to block teasing me ,'I say in my head, 'you 've already made me wet just because of who you are and how big you are, stop ribbing me .'
'' What should I do if not tease you, '' he asks ? My face flushes an even paler Elwyn Brooks White than it is.
'' D-did I say that out loud, '' I inquire ? He nods.
'' C'mon, princess, '' he whispers in an endeering way, `` what can I give you for Yuletide ? ''
'' I want you to take, '' I whisper.
'' After what you gave me, the merely affair I can imagine to give you is your good turn, '' he whispers. I look into his eyes, smirking seductively. `` Is it what you want ? '' I 'm nervous as I nod. `` How ? I mean, do you want me to pleasure you like you did me, or make love to you, '' he whispers ? I look into his eyes, my lips barely parted, ineffective to speak. I kiss his cheek softly.
'' Whichever you 're comfortable with, '' I say nervously. I feel his turncock grow slightly hard as it presses against my still fully clothed privates domain. He lifts me up in a bridal carry and places me gently on his bed. He kisses me before standing up straight and removing his own shirt.
'' May I, '' he asks, touching the fabric of my thin tank top. I nod, speechless.
He lifts my tank top over my pass and smile, seeing my fully exposed, steadfastly c-cup breasts. He allows his hired hand to wander down to the upper bed of my shortstop. I nod, not waiting for him to ask, he pulls them down off of me and tosses them to the pile on the floor where his pants and boxer are.
I take clutch of his pilus, pulling him to look into my eye.
'' You sure you want to do this ? If you want to gage out now, I wo n't be mad. I do n't want you to regret this, Russ. '' He looks me in the optic and candy kiss me.
'' I wo n't, princess, '' he whispers. He kisses me tenderly. He reaches down mid-kiss and pulls gently on the hem of my panties. He slides them off of me and rise onto the bed, on his paw and human knee over me. `` Ready, darlin', '' he whispers, he brushes a firm, but familiar spirit script through my blonde hair.
'' Yes, '' I whisper. He lowers himself, pressing into me slowly. I gasp at the entry of his cock 's head in my sloshed Virgo pussy.
He steadily presses in more. I squeeze the comforter as I have problem blocking out the pain focusing on the pleasance.
'' Russ, '' I moan in pleasure as he continues pressing into me. I 'm able to pore on the joy now instead of the pain of losing my virginity to his huge cock.
'' Yes, darlin', '' he whispers ?
'' Harder, '' I plead. He thrusts the rest of his cock inside of me and I moan loudly. He removes all but the head and thrusts into me, this prison term harder, degraded, mercilessly. `` Faster, '' I beg. He continues thrusting, harder, faster, with a fierceness I 've never even imagined.
'' I 'm getting close, '' he tells me as he continues to thrust.
'' Cum inside of me, '' I moan. My hint rings true as he fills my womb with his sticky, ardent marrow. I cum as I feel his fluid enter me. He collapses onto the bed, laying next to me .