The Devil's Trap- Part 2

The Devil's Trap- Part 2His warmth and scent were both intoxicating. He held this musky scent with a slight pepper, heavy bourbon and the slightest cedar woodsmoke tones to it. If I?d ever had to describe the scent of masculinity, add a bit of motor oil and this would be that scent. Standing in the front entry of his home, he wasted no time in resuming our bathroom rendezvous. His hand caressed the back of my neck and held me still as he kissed my neck, finding all of the sensitive nooks from my shoulder to my ear that made me moan or shiver in his grip. I accepted his lust-filled affection with glee as he maneuvered us towards the intricately carved staircase. His lips pressed hard to mine, he tugged my hair slightly to make me moan and took advantage of my pleasure to slip his tongue past my lips, pressing it against mine as he pulled me into the deep kiss. I greedily kissed back and his hands traveled down my back and over my hips, butt and upper thighs until he was able to slip his hand beneath my skirt and lift me up onto his waist. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled free of the kiss as he audibly groaned in complaint and pressed his trapped dick tightly against my bare cunt. He leaned towards me again, a clear intent to escalate our interaction and I put my hand over his mouth as I smiled.?I want to know your name first, please?? I asked. He licked my palm and I pulled my hand away with a pout as he smirked, ?Lucas.? He held me so that my crotch was pressed tightly against the bulge in his jeans and my mind was just a little bit more clouded with lust each time he took a step up. By the time he got to the top of the stairs, I was grinding my hips against his and my lips were hovering just over his in a teasing way, barely brushing against them each time his cock twitched beneath his jeans which caused me to moan softly. My eyes were closed, and I couldn?t help but slide my hand down between us to rub my hand up and down his cock through his jeans. He fumbled for the door handle to his room and moaned as his grip on my ass tightened. I looked up to him and pouted slightly, ?Will you teach me how to suck your cock before you fuck me??His brow furrowed and he whined a little bit as he pushed his bedroom door open. He looked me in the eye and nodded as he slammed the door behind us. His grip on my ass loosened and he let me pull my legs off of his waist as I slowly slid down to the floor in front of him. He pressed his forearm to the back of the door and leaned his forehead against it as he looked down at me and I looked up to him, ?Let me see what you can do on your own.? I nodded and unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. He watched me as I pulled the waist of his jeans and boxers down just enough for his cock to be released from its confines. He watched as I pushed the foreskin covering his cock head back with my fingers. He pulled his hips back, causing me to let go of him and his foreskin to cover the head of his cock back up mostly.I looked up to him and he was biting his lower lip, staring intently at me before he spoke, ?Do it with your tongue.? I nodded and slid my tongue between his foreskin and cock head and slowly swirled my tongue around in a circle and pushing back against his skin until my tongue rested on the underside of his cock. I looked up to him and he was smiling, so I closed my lips around his shaft just behind the bulbous head and flattened my tongue against the bottom of his cock. I pushed my lips forward, allowing his cock to slide along my tongue, being very careful to keep my mouth opened enough to keep my teeth away from his skin while my lips closed tightly around his flesh. He moaned and I pulled back until my lips were just touching the tip of his cock. When I moved forward again, I gagged a little as he shifted a bit and pushed himself a little deeper than I was ready for. He whined, ?Sorry...? and then moaned loudly as I mimicked the motion. I gagged but fought through it, trying my best to get his cock down my throat as the deeper into my mouth it went, the more it twitched as he moaned. He let me pull back as I needed to, and after a handful of deep thrusts to the back of my throat, I mostly overcame my gag reflex, his saliva coated cock, slid easily into my throat. He moaned and tangled his fingers into my hair and held me still as he savored the tightness surrounding his cock. I coughed and he pulled his cock free of my mouth, a thick line of my spit hung between the head of his cock and my lips and I gasped a little as I looked up to him. He seemed hesitant for a moment but then pushed his cock back into my still mostly open mouth. He thrust towards me a couple of times, deep and hard thrusts that made me gag again. He had one hand tightly wrapped in my hair and pulling me towards his hips, and the other grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly as he fucked my mouth. I put my other hand on his hip to try and slow his thrusts down but quickly found myself moaning and squeezing his hip the deeper he forced his way down my throat. My eyes were watering and I thought I was going to have to push him away when he pulled himself free of my lips and I gasped trying to catch my breath. He held my hair tightly and pulled it so my face was turned up towards him and I watched as he gave his cock a handful of strokes until a thick stream of his cum hit my lips, chin, and cheek, going slightly onto the delicate leather mask I still wore. He was panting and rubbing my head where he had pulled my hair as he looked down at me and watched me lick his cum from my lips. He smiled and let go of my hair. He swiped the cum from my cheek with his thumb and guided it towards my partially opened lips, I kissed his thumb then sucked his cum from it while I watched his reaction to me doing so. His smile widened and I leaned forward and licked the cum from his still fairly hard cock. He pulled me to my feet and kissed me deeply as he pressed me back against his bedroom door, ?You?ll learn your own rhythm as you practice. Just keep that tongue active and learn to control your gag reflex and that mouth of yours will bring so much pleasure to any man in your life. I...didn?t hurt you or anything did I?? I shook my head.He pulled his pants back up to his hips and led me over to his bed, ?Good, I just needed a release, things were starting to hurt from holding back with you.? He stood me next to the bed and put his hands on the back of my top and started undoing the small pearl buttons at the back of my neck and then lifted the fabric up my stomach and over my head, leaving me in just my bra and skirt. He ran his fingers through my hair and began pulling the pins that were holding the curls up from my hair. Some had already fallen out when he started pulling my hair by the door, but now he went around to loosen my hair and let it fall down over my shoulders. He shook it out a bit and smiled as I bit my lip and shifted from one foot to the other. He ran his hands over my bra and down my stomach then over my hip until he reached the button and zipper on my skirt. He opened both with ease and let my skirt slide off my hips and onto a heap on the floor. I stepped out of it and he smiled. My pussy was perfectly shaved with just a small patch of neatly trimmed hair at my pubic mound. His hand slid between my thighs and he slipped a finger between my pussy lips as he stroked my clit then down to the little hole that was positively slick with anticipation. He rubbed his finger against me, moving it around in small circles as he gathered my fluids and pulled them back up to my clit. I just stood there, biting my lip and uncertain of what exactly to do as he rubbed a little moan from me and weakened my knees just enough that I reached out to grasp his arm as he gently toyed with me.I closed my eyes and my breathing deepened as his finger rubbed my slick fluids around my clit in tight and fast little circles. I could feel it swelling and the rest of my pussy throbbed as he caressed it. He leaned down and used his tongue to pull my lower lip from between my teeth and kissed me deeply as he wrapped his other arm around my waist to hold me up. I opened my eyes and looked up to him as my face contorted in agonized pleasure. He smiled and his finger moved just a little more roughly against my clit. ?Am I also the first one, other than yourself, to make you cum, love?? I moaned and my hands tightened around his arm as his fingers slowed down. My legs felt useless and his grip on my waist held me up as my entire body tensed and pulsed in pleasure. I nodded. It was all I was capable of at the moment, and I wasn?t sure if he noticed, but I heard him chuckle slightly. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He was smiling, his red makeup had smeared and I was sure some of it must have been on me by now, but he still looked impossibly handsome. He guided me back to the bed and positioned me just on the edge of it before lifting my feet up and sitting them on the edge so that my pussy was perfectly visible with my thighs spread wide open and my feet rested flat on the edge of the bed. He pulled his phone from his pocket and lifted it towards me, ?Would you record me cleaning up your pussy?? I nodded and willingly began recording on his phone as his tongue ran little circles around my clit before sliding down and slightly into my still unbroken cunt.