A Family Thing part 2

Olivia jumped out of the car and headed into the hotel as soon as Andrew parked at the entrance. She didn’t wait for him to deal with the valet before she hurried into the lobby and headed for the rest room. Determined to make it from Santa Barbara to Carmel in the allotted three hours, Andrew had driven like a maniac and refused to make any stops along the way.

Olivia smiled thinking about the effect her promise had had on him. She had fully intended to give him her first blow job tonight anyway, but knowing how badly he wanted it gave her a feeling of power.

He was at the front desk when she left the restroom. She crossed the lobby to join him and he smiled down at her. “Feel better, baby?” he asked leaning down to kiss her forehead.

She nodded and slipped her hand into his.

The girl at the desk smiled at her as she slid the key card across the desk to Andrew. “I think you’ll find everything as you requested,” she said. “If there’s anything else you need please let us know. Enjoy your stay, Mr Morgan.”

“I’m sure we will,” he said as he draped the strap of the overnight bag over his shoulder. He wrapped his left arm around Olivia and grasped the handle on the suitcase in his right hand to pull it along as he guided her to the elevator.

They found their suite and Andrew put the bags in the bedroom before joining Olivia in the living room. She was standing at the door of the balcony looking out at the ocean. The last rays of sun sparkled burnished gold lights across the darkening blue water. He stood behind her and slid his arms around her waist. She leaned back against him and smiled.

“Two hours and fifty-four minutes,” she whispered.

He held her tight. “I love you, baby,” he said softly. “You don’t have to do anything you’re not ready to do.”

“I want to suck your cock,” she said turning in his arms. “I was going to do it tonight anyway.”

He leaned down and covered her sweet mouth with his. Her lips parted and his tongue explored the inside of her mouth. Her arms snaked around his neck and he lifted her off her feet still kissing her hungrily. It had been so long since anyone had touched him this way and now he was greedy for her lips, for her caresses, for her nubile, young body, for the taste and feel of her. He had been starving until she had laid her feast of pleasure before him and he couldn’t get enough of her.

He swung her into his arms and and carried her to the sofa. He sat down and settled her on his lap. His lips captured hers again and he rocked with her as he swirled his tongue around hers before sucking gently on her luscious lower lip. She groaned softly and he thrust his tongue into her mouth again.

Without breaking the kiss, Olivia turned to kneel straddling Andrew’s lap. She rocked her hips in a slow, circular motion grinding her pussy against his crotch until he was sure she was going to make him cum in his jeans like a horny teen aged boy.

He slid his hands under her skirt and squeezed her ass as she continued to rock. He ran his fingers along her crack and beneath her thong searching for the entrance to his own personal paradise. Olivia put her hands on his chest and pushed away from him sliding off his lap to kneel on the floor in front of him.

She pushed his knees apart and urged him to slide his ass to the edge of the sofa. She ran her finger along the edge of the waistband of his jeans and he shivered. Her fingers slipped under the snap and it popped opened. Andrew leaned back and watched her through half closed eyes as she slowly unzipped his jeans. He lifted his hips as she slid them down along with his boxers. He kicked off his loafers and she pulled his jeans off.

She smiled up at him from where she knelt between his thighs then turned her full attention on his rock hard penis. She wrapped her fingers around it and lifted it away from his abdomen. His cock twitched in her hand as though it were alive. She bent down and sucked one of his balls gently into her mouth and rolled it over her tongue. He shivered as she let it fall out of her mouth to treat its mate to the same delight.

She licked the shaft of his cock from the base to the mushroom head tracing the veins before she swirled the tip of her tongue inside the hole on the tip. Her lips parted and she took the head into her mouth. Her head began to move up and down as she cupped his balls in one hand and stroked his shaft with the other.

Andrew laid his head back and closed his eyes giving himself over completely to the delicious sensations her mouth and hands were creating in his throbbing cock. His breathing grew ragged and he began to rock his hips, thrusting up into her mouth as her head came down. He gripped the edge of the sofa tightly trying to resist the urge to grab her head and fuck her face as hard as he could.

Olivia’s hands gripped his thighs and squeezed as she pushed her head down taking his entire cock into her mouth. Andrew’s breath caught in his throat and his eyes flew open wide as she raised up then deep throated him again.

Her fingers closed around the shaft again and she stroked him faster as her head bobbed up and down in his lap. She squeezed his balls gently and he felt them draw up readying to release a load of hot semen. He was panting as her tongue worked the sensitive underside just below the head.

She was squeezing the base of his penis and pulling up as though she was trying to milk the cum from him and he knew he was going to blow soon. Her mouth slid down again and he felt the spongy head hit the back of her throat.

“Baby,” he groaned hoarsely, “I’m going to cum in your mouth.”

Her thumb massaged the skin between his anus and his sac and his hips rocked wildly. She found the slight indentation halfway between his balls and his asshole and she pressed it hard with the pad of her thumb.

Andrew felt an explosion of light behind his closed eyes. His hands grasped her head and his hips jerked up forcing his cock into her throat as the first blast of cum flooded her mouth. She sucked and swallowed as his cock pulsed and his balls released everything he had left in him. She milked his cock for every last drop before pushing the tip of her tongue into the opening of his urethra to make sure that she had every last bit of semen his body had produced.

Andrew’s hands under her arms pulled her up to lie on top of him as his breathing and heartbeat gradually returned to normal. “Where did you learn to do that?” he asked suspiciously.

Olivia rested her chin on his chest and she grinned at him. “I found your porn stash,” she said.

“You’ve never done that before?” he asked, though he didn’t really want to know about it if she had.

“You’re my first,” she said kissing his chest. “You’re my first everything, Andrew.”

“You deep throated me,” he said shuddering as he remembered the sensation of his cock sliding all the way into her mouth.

“I did practice a little,” she admitted.

“With what?”

“The cucumber you ate on your salad last night,” she said biting her bottom lip.

He laughed and pulled her up to kiss her turning as he did so to lie her on the sofa beneath him. She had made certain that his cock was going to be useless for the rest of the night, but he still had his fingers and tongue. He rested between her smooth, firm thighs holding his weight on his elbows as he continued kissing her.

“We have dinner reservations,” she murmured when his lips left hers to explore the contours of her throat.

“We’ll call room service later,” he said as he slid down her body.