Vengeance 32

I woke up early on Saturday morning to Ellie swallowing my morning erection like a good little girl. I smiled at her head bobbing, making the covers flutter up and down like a parachute laid on the ground on a windy day. Gently, I slid them off the two of us to watch her work. She’d been at it a while, I could tell, my dick was soaked with her drool, and her brow was wrinkled in concentration. I am delightfully hard to get off in the morning, no pun intended.

Her frizzy hair bounced and rolled with her head motions, tickling my stomach. She noticed I was awake and looked up at me, her lips forming a smile around my cock. She deepthroated me, and simply lair there, staring back. Ellie’s deepthroating was not the type where the girl stretches her lips to reach the base of the cock. It was an I’m-holding-your-head-down-as-long-as-I-want-you-better-be-able-to-breathe-through-your-nose kind of deepthroating.

I grabbed a pair of cuffs from the nightstand and tossed them to her. Without breaking stride, she fastened them to her wrists behind her back. I grabbed a handful of her hair, slowing her pace, savoring the feel of her sweet lips sliding up and down my cock. Eventually, I reached down to grope her breasts, and let her quicken her pace. Ellie loved cum for breakfast, and she was certainly craving some now.

I pinched her nipples just tight enough to get her attention. “Moan,” I said. “Moan, or I’m flipping you over and giving you a facial.” Sounds started coming from that cock stuffed girls throat like the hand of god itself was working its way around her clit. You’d have sworn our positions were reversed. I knew Ellie loved my cock just as much as I liked letting her suck it.

Finally, I felt the edges of my orgasm, and Ellie sensed it too. She concentrated on my head, working it frantically, still moaning for my cum. I enjoyed kneading and massaging her firm C-cups as my cock stiffened and I shot rope after rope of cum into her mouth and onto her tongue. Her eyes shut with pleasure as the salty taste reached her tongue, and slivered down her throat. She took great care in swallowing it all, and meticulously cleaning off my dick with her tongue and mouth. When she was sure there was no more left to enjoy, she pulled off smiled at me.

I pinched her nipples to watch her squirm helplessly for several minutes before finally releasing her from the cuffs. “Pack slutty,” I said, we’re going to the beach for a few days.

The beach was in fact The Southwick Beach State Park in New York, along Lake Ontario. It was about an hour to an hour and a half’s drive north of our apartment. You drove into the park and parked in a lot near the gate. To the right was the public beach and swimming area, manned by lifeguards. To the left was the camping area for a few miles, though most people stayed in the first half mile or so, near the bathrooms and showers.
It had been unseasonably warm, but it was still early April, while school was in session.