The Preacher's Son #1: Unbound Read Free Page A

seemed embarrassed by the touch of wetness there.
    I touched the wet spot. "Don't worry about that. It's normal."
    He nodded and touched my nipples, lifted my breast in a hand.
    I wanted to shock him, make him understand my own desire for him. "I want to see your cock," I said. "I want to feel you. You're gorgeous, Tre, do you know that?"
    He just shook his head, unable to speak. I curled my fingers inside the band of his boxers and pulled them away from his body, glancing in. I looked up at him and grinned my delight at what I saw, then giggled at the terrified expression on his face. I pulled the flannel-print fabric down around his hips, tugging slowly by the bottom hem, freeing his cock in slow increments. Then, with a sudden rush, they fell to the ground and his penis was free, laying up against his belly, wet at the head, throbbing and undulating with his breathing. He was huge, thick and long and straight, and so, so beautiful.
    I touched the glistening tip, licked the pre-come off my finger, my eyes locked on his. Then I grabbed him, first with one hand, pumping slowly, then the other, both hands around his pulsating girth and still the tip stood above my hands. 
    "You are so huge," I told him. "Your cock is so perfect. I want it inside me. I want it my pussy. I want it in my mouth."
    He laughed, nervous and disbelieving, his hips moving in time with my hands. He was so close, already. His knees were about to buckle. 
    "Your...your mouth? You would really do that? Put your mouth on my...on my—"
    "Say it," I commanded him, slowing my ministrations and leading him to the bed. "Say a dirty word for me."
    He lay down on his back, cupping my breasts as I sat astride him, still wearing my panties. I knew he wouldn't last long enough to even get inside, and I wanted to milk him, feel his cock in my hands and see his face as he came. This was just the beginning. 
    "You'd really put my...cock in your mouth?"
    "Oh Tre...there's so much I'm going to do you." I slid downward, taking him in my hands again. "This is just the start. This is just the very beginning of all the things I'm going to do to you."
    He gasped when I licked him, his stomach pulling in as I laved the silky, salty length of his dick from the base up to the tip, swirling my tongue around his sensitive head. I cupped his balls in my hand, used my other to grasp him again, sliding my fist around him, tickling him with a gentle fingernail. I kissed the wet head, so pink and soft, and then wrapped my lips around him, taking him in just an inch at first, then moved back out.
    "I feel like I'm going to explode," he said, his voice a panting whisper.
    "You are," I said. "Haven't you ever jerked off before?"
    "No...no," he gasped. "My dad told me it was a sin to touch myself except to...to pee." 
    He was rocking his hips as I moved my hands on his dick, up and down, slow as molasses, milking the pleasure for him. I wanted this moment to be burned in his mind forever.  
    "You are about to explode. Do you like this? Do you like it when I put my mouth on your cock?"
    He nodded, desperate. "Yes, oh...it feels amazing." He looked down at me, his eyes hooded. "You're sure it's not gross for you?"
    "No, Tre. I like it. I love your cock. It's so big. You taste so good in my mouth. And after you come, I'm going to show you some other things. I'm going to teach you how to make me feel as good as you do."
    He nodded, and rolled his hips. I had his balls in one hand and I was massaging them gently, not touching his cock, letting him back away from the edge of orgasm. Now I took him in both hands, licking the tip, pumping up and down until he was grinding against me furiously. I took him in my mouth, slipped him in inch by inch, still moving my hands on him, sucking until he was against the back of my throat. I spat him out and sucked him back in slowly, and now he was groaning, arching his back, and his hips were rocking and I was matching his motion, and then he cried out