After a few minutes of this, she pulled off from his member and began to work his balls, picking up the speed of her handjob on the slick rod while licking and taking the balls into her mouth. He took his hand from her head and returned it to the wheel. Brady seldom met women who knew how to please the balls, but Cassie continued to show her prowess by working them like a champion. Brady’s eyes went back into his head from pleasure momentarily, before opening them and having to slam on the brakes since the light he was approaching had turned red during his short lapse from reality.
The rapidly stopping car pushed Cassie a little bit off his member, but she returned quickly to her spot and went back to blowing him. Both Brady and her sensed that he was getting close to finishing, so she bobbed her head faster than before, lips and tongue working in tandem to empty his full balls. She brought in both hands to work the lower half of his shaft, trying as hard as she could to finish him off.
Feeling himself on the edge, he replaced his hand back on her head, this time choosing to push her down. He could feel her lips curl into a smile, a satisfying hum coming from her. She stopped bobbing and obliged him, accepting her fate as he pushed her down as far as he could around his member. Her throat opened slowly, finally accepting the thick spear into her gullet. After a bit more pushing, Cassie had successfully taken the entirety of Brady’s length, her lips wrapped around the base of his cock.
He unleashed himself, spewing streams of cum into her mouth, not a drop leaving the seal she made with her plump lips. She sucked him like a straw, her tongue continuing to work over his entire cock, beckoning every last drop from him. ‘Thank the Lord they were at a red light’, Brady thought, since his mind was becoming foggy and his vision a tad blurry.
After what felt like minutes, his orgasm finally subsided, and the light turned green. He began to drive off, Cassie’s mouth still wrapped tightly around his length. It wasn’t until the next red light that she finally unlatched herself from him, leaving not a drop of cum leftover. He laughed a little to himself, and she leaned over planting a firm kiss on his mouth. They held there for a few seconds, a short one while the light remained red. She pulled back and gave him a smile, before settling back in her seat for the rest of the drive. Upon the light changing back to green, Brady continued to drive, only a minute or two more until they arrived back at his apartment complex.
Upon finally reaching the building, Brady parked in the apartment complex’s lot underneath it.
“Fuck, how do we get upstairs?” Brady asked, concerned about the half naked bombshell he’d be going up the elevator lift. He looked at her again, and realized he had forgotten her lips and face were covered in dried saliva from the soul-sucking road head she’d given him.
“What’s wrong?” Cassie asked, seemingly oblivious to his concern.
“Well, we can’t uh…you’re not wearing any pants.” Brady said. Cassie looked back at him and laughed a little, understanding his concern but finding it funny.
“Is there a back stairwell? Some other entrance?” She said, trying to help Brady out.
Brady thought for a moment, and recalled there was a back emergency staircase. He nodded, and got out of the car, Cassie following him. He grabbed her hand and led her to the stairwell in the corner of the underground garage, keeping an eye out for anyone who would see him. He did not want this to be the neighbor’s first impression of him.
After a stealthy trek up the staircase and down the hallway to his apartment, he led Cassie inside. He skipped past the living room and led her directly to the bedroom, where he sat her down on the bed.
“What next?” she said with a smile, looking at him expectantly. She removed the jacket and tossed it towards his closet.
Brady looked at her and thought for a moment, before returning to the living room to grab one of his suitcases. He brought it back into the bedroom and set it on a nightstand, opening it up and unraveling some of its contents.
“Give me a second,” he stated.
Cassie’s eyes went wide at the sight. Brady began to pull out various sized toys, tools, and equipment out of his bag. He had gags, dildos, handcuffs, and various other sex toys of various sizes and use cases. Brady continued to rummage around, tossing stuff to the side and on the floor as he searched, until he found what he was looking for.
If Cassie’s eyes were already wide, they went even wider. Brady had pulled out a massive tool, one end a bulbous head with different edges and angles on it, attached to a long body like a miniature metallic baseball bat. Cassie assumed it was a vibrator, and it was by far the largest she had ever seen, and she gulped at the sight of it.
“Here we go, lay down,” Brady softly commanded.
Brady watched as Cassie did as she was told, laying down on the bed. Brady stopped for a moment and removed all of his clothes, his freestanding member swaying in the wind. He noticed Cassie staring at it, watching as it grew from it’s flaccid state back to it’s enormous nine inch length.
Once she settled in on her back on the large bed, he got on too. He laid down, his upper body moving between her legs with the vibrator in hand. He set it aside for now, and went in towards his prize. He worked his mouth around her thighs and groin, making sure not to go for her pussy just yet. He had to tease her, build up her anticipation. He’d attack by himself first, then add in his weapon. He licked along her thighs, planting kisses and pecks, sometimes getting close to her folds or brushing his nose against them as he switched to the other leg. She was starting to moisten up, and Brady could hear her breathing rise and fall depending on what he was doing to her.
Eventually, he ended his teasing and went for it. He dove into her pussy, one hand revealing her clit to him, which he began to tongue. With the other hand he worked her folds, preparing to enter into her. He tread slowly, tracing shapes around her clit at a slower speed, his other hand following along. Her breathing began to ascend. He took the sign to push deeper and a little harder. He put more force into his tonguing and began a slow insertion of his finger into her. Her sex pulled at him, a light suction accepting him in; he obliged.
This went on for about ten minutes. He’d tongue her, changing pace and changing area to try to find which spots got to her. He’d analyze her breath and feel the twitches of her legs and body reacting to the sensations. With one hand he could rub around her body, feeling her voluptuous cheeks or running it though her folds, the other hand slowly working in and out of her pussy. He then made up his mind to move on.
With his left hand, he reached over and grabbed the vibrator, not taking his mouth off of her. He could use it with one hand, so he flipped the switch to power it on. Cassie had forgotten about it, caught up in the head she was receiving. The abrupt start of a loud buzzing noise had taken her by surprise.