American Dreamers

This sexy story from American Fairytale by Adriana Herrera is published with permission.

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All the air left my body when I saw Milo gracefully kneel in front of me. From the first moment I’d seen him at the bar I’d wanted him. I couldn’t remember the last time someone captured my attention the way he had.

He was so beautiful.

His mouth was broad and full, made for kissing.

His body had the slim build of a dancer. Whenever he’d looked at me tonight, his gray eyes were intense, like he was trying to figure me out. Now he was staring up at me, with his lips parted, loose wisps of hair framing his face. Waiting for me to make the next move. I was not one to act on impulse, but the pull I felt toward Milo was undeniable. Before I could talk myself out of it, I lifted his chin with one hand and grabbed my cock through my pants with the other.

“You brought me in here because you want this cock?”

He nodded frantically, short pants escaping his lips.

“Yes.”

I put my thumb in his mouth, and he ran his tongue over it, sending a wave of lust through me so intense I had to lean against the wall for support. “What makes you think I want your mouth on me?” He didn’t answer, just pushed his nose into my crotch, inhaling, then brought his hands up to undo my zipper, but I blocked his access. Emboldened by the heat in his eyes, I fisted his hair, pulling his face away, and asked into the silent room.

“What are you going to do with it, Milo?” I was growling more than talking, as I used a hand to frame my erection, so he could get a good look at what he was about to take in his mouth. “Do you think you can take all this?”

His breathing got heavier and he listed a bit trying to get at me again, before he finally spoke. “Let me have it.”

His voice was reedy with need, and I found it irresistible. I made quick work of the zipper and pushed down my briefs. Milo licked his lips as I took out my cock and stroked it. When I pulled down the foreskin, he moaned and leaned forward, the tip of his tongue trying to lap up a bead of pre-come that leaked out.

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“Oh shit. You’re not cut. I wanna taste it.” The urgency in his voice, the intensity of his need made me breathless.

I grabbed the back of his head and with one hand painted his lips with my cock. Milo moaned, trying to get at me again.

“Did I say you could put your mouth on me yet?” My voice sounded like someone else’s, and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this turned on, this caught up in a man.

“I’m going to push this cock down your throat,” I said as I stroked myself.

He gasped and when he spoke, he sounded out of breath. “I want you to fuck my face, make me choke on it, so I can taste you for days.”

I had to squeeze my balls hard then, because I was going to come just from the wanton look on his face.

I was burning up for him.

I wanted to take him right on this floor. Fuck him until we were both drenched in come and sweat. I ran shaky fingers over the loose curls around his face, as he licked my shaft. His eyes were so intent on me, the eyeliner around them a little smudged. He looked debauched and so fucking sexy.

“Open your mouth,” I said as I tapped his cheek with my cock, and he opened for me. I pushed in slowly, taking in the sight he made. His mouth was red and swollen, lips stretched as he took me in. His pupils so blown out I could only see a ring of gray. I felt him shudder and then he started moving up and down my cock, his fingers making a tight circle around my shaft as he went. Between his mouth and tongue sucking on the head and the tight strokes, I was feeling lightheaded. I squeezed my ass hard hoping to stave off my orgasm for a little longer, as I ran my fingers along his hollowed cheeks. His hands were grabbing on to me so tightly I knew I’d have bruises tomorrow.

 “Relax your throat, baby. Let me get in deeper.” He breathed in through his nose and on the exhale I felt him open up for me again, and I pushed in further. He looked totally wrecked, his eyes watering as his throat pulsed around my cock.

I took a deep breath trying to get myself under control. “Are you ready? I’m going to fuck in now.”

He tried nodding, his hands gripping me tighter.

“You look so hot right now, sweetheart, taking this fat cock.” I moaned when my words prompted him to redouble his efforts.

I was so used to men who never showed their cards, there was always some subterfuge, an ace under the sleeve. Not Milo, he was completely open, no hiding.

I thrust in hard and his throat relaxed, pulsing around me. A liquid feeling pooled from my ass to my chest, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. The only things you could hear in the room were our breathing and the wet sounds of my dick thrusting in and out of his mouth.

“Oh fuck, I’m so close. Get your cock out, baby. Make yourself come while you’re sucking me so good.”

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He let out a long low tortured moan, and after a moment was stroking his cock as I pushed in again.

I thrust in a couple more times, white-hot pleasure blinding me for a moment, and then I was coming. I tried to pull out, but his strong hands kept me where I was. Milo took everything I had. I could feel the shiver run through his body when his orgasm hit, just a second after mine.

As my body started to come down, I slumped against the wall, glad I had it there for support. Milo had his face pushed against my thigh, his breathing harsh. I pulled him up so he was leaning against me, and put both my hands on his face.

“I can guarantee this is now the most memorable gala of my life.”

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Adriana Herrera was born and raised in the Caribbean, but for the last 15 years has let her job (and her spouse) take her all over the world. She loves writing stories about people who look and sound like her people, getting unapologetic happy endings. You can find her on Twitter, Instagram and Facebook, or give her five stars on Goodreads. If you’re interested in her other works, check out the review of American Sweethearts on AAR.

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