Driven Lust by Abby Adams Publishing Page B

felt between the cheeks of his ass
and the molesting her hands were applying was enough to make him
rock hard.
    "Turn around." she whispered and James did
as instructed, slowly doing so to postpone the show. Her eyes grew
wider and a gasp left her lips as an eight inch cock came into
view. Upon James' completed turn she buried her face in his crotch.
With a long intake of air she reveled in his musk. Leaning back to
get a full look, her hands went to his six-pack. Caressing him
there she worked her way down, and then tickled his pubic hair
hidden behind his shaft. Again she pressed her cheek to him,
catching his shaft beside her nose. Up and down she rubbed her
cheek, still taking in his smell.
    James was in his stance, hands still behind
his head. It was all he could do to keep from thrusting his cock as
Stacy's breath caressed from his head to his balls. His cock wasn't
bound and twitched on her nose and jaw. A drop of pre-cum oozed out
of his hole and James saw it drip to her cheek.
    Stacy blinked when the drop struck her face.
Raising a finger, she guided it into her mouth. It wasn't enough
and she craved for more, so she went to the source and tongued on
the exit hole. Her hand grabbed the base and squeezed it hard, then
milked straight up, forced a string of it from his manhood. Not
chancing the loss, she fed his head into her mouth, sucking as much
of the pre-cream as she could get.
    James gasped at her clutch as her grip
surprised him. He sucked in air on her stroke and then gasped again
when his head entered her mouth. Her suction gripped him and he had
no control, his hips bucked a little, wanting entrance to her
mouth.
    Stacy was in heaven when she felt his hips
jerk. She was willing to oblige and let more of him in. She might
have been impressed with him but she was going to make sure he was
impressed with her. He accepted the honor and humped her mouth as
she used her hand to tug on his balls. Her other hand got busy and
grabbed an ass cheek. She self-fucked her mouth and slobbered on
his shaft, letting her saliva run down to his sack.
    James felt her manipulations with a firm
grip on his ass. She kneaded his balls and coated his shaft. She
picked up speed, milking him with her mouth; the sensation was
driving his cock to conclusion.
    Stacy felt him tighten and knew he was
close. She didn't let up, expecting his seed and wanting it. James
warned her with, "Stacy..." and she answered with "Um hum, um hum"
and continued her service through to the end.
    James was still in position when the wave
hit him. It was all he could do to keep his hands on his head. His
ass clinched in her hand, his cock jerked in her mouth, and his
knees weakened when the flood from his groin rose up to her
lips.
    It had been forever since Stacy savored man
seed. She wouldn't be denied now. She drank it as he released it,
her efforts paying off in full. She had forgotten how much a man
could give, thinking to savor a little, but she gained much more.
It spilled from her lips and ran over her fingers, but she was
occupied with her feast. Taking note to get it later, she
concentrated on another gush and gulped it down.
    James finally came down from his natural
high, trembling as his essence was milked out of him. Looking down
at her soft red hair, he cherished the sight of her cleaning
skills. Looking up at him she licked her fingers, giggled, and let
out a "Mhm!" and then leaned backed in her chair, rubbing her
sex.
    Her dress had fallen from the support of a
shoulder and one of her breasts lay bare. James wanted so
desperately to suckle on the large areola pointing up at him.
Grabbing her head, he kissed her on the lips, leaned over more, and
worked his way to her neck. His hand caressed her clothed shoulder
and brushed the dress away. A kiss and a nip on her neck then James
went on his way. Both breasts where now beckoning him and he took
them in each hand. Kneeling and tugging, he arrived at his
goal.
    Stacy was in awe of the man in her