Can't Get Enough by Tenille Brown Read Free Book Online

I’d been seeing Mukesh more than my other buddies lately. Mukesh had long black hair and broad happy lips. His cock was a lovely length; not so long as to set off my gag reflex, but big enough to make me feel like I could suck him forever.
    On one particular evening, I’d swallowed gush after gush of Mukesh’s ejaculate. I couldn’t keep it all in, but he kept on spouting forth the good stuff. We’d kissed after. That was when I felt a tingle deep inside me. My heart beat strong and fast. As I left his apartment, I saw my bus some way down the road. I started running, although I knew there was no way I’d catch it. The world whizzed by as my feet carried me at a dizzying speed. Much to my surprise, I ran straight past the bus. I had to double back to the bus stop so I could board it. I looked down at my feet and then back to Mukesh’s home far in the distance. I was amazed.
    I suppose everyone dreams of gaining superpowers at some stage of their lives. When I was a little girl, I’d watch colorful butterflies flitter around my garden. I used to wish I could join them in their dance. Well, I wasn’t about to start flying anytime soon, but I was still exhilarated at the thought of what cum could do to me. I decided more experimentation was needed.
    I turned up at Mukesh’s workplace the next day. It was a small reference library with just enough rare books to make it a going concern. Mukesh was just about to go into the copy room when I caught him.
    â€œHey, Kim. I didn’t expect to see you so soon.” He patted his pockets, and then checked his mobile phone. “Did you send me a text?”
    I pulled him discreetly into the windowless room, full of noisy copiers and printers. It was stifling hot in there. I fanned myself and undid a few buttons of my blouse.
    â€œI need you, Mukesh.”
    My friend grinned and adjusted his tie. “Well, I am much in demand nowadays. All the ladies love me.” He was so full of himself, but I tried to not get annoyed at the Mukesh Singh PR machine.
    â€œLess talk. More cock.”
    â€œNow?” Mukesh looked around. “Here?” He looked like he was about to object for a moment, but then he puffed out his chest, and grinned even wider. “Damn, Kim. You sure are one kinky girl.” Mukesh pushed the door to the copier room shut with his foot. His hand was at his belt a second later. I sank to my knees. Mukesh wasn’t fully hard, but he was getting there. I kissed the head of his cock. It twitched against my lips. Mukesh tasted great. Even if his cum didn’t have an effect on me, I’d do this every day if I could. I just couldn’t get enough. I licked up and down, savouring the fragrant tang of his pale brown skin, all sea salt, cologne and precum. The copy machines continued to whir and clunk around us. The odd sheet of paper fluttered to the floor. Mukesh made low appreciative noises, but then he squeaked. His hand went to my head. “Shit. I almost forgot, my boss asked me to get a report ten minutes ago.” His hand gripped my hair harder. I didn’t know if he was trying to pull me away, or if he was holding on for dear life. “I’ve gotta get back to his office before he comes looking for me.”
    I ran my hand along the length of his cock, coaxing him to be quiet. I just had to taste his spunk. My wish was granted mere moments later when Mukesh erupted in my mouth. I swallowed once, twice. Mukesh staggered back against a large printer, groaning. I wiped the last traces of sticky fluid from the corner of my lips. I felt a surge of happiness flowing through me. I wondered if it was my new superpower, or just the fact that I’d blown my friend in a library.
    Mukesh tucked himself back in. “Kim, you’re gonna kill me.”
    â€œI hope not. I need you, mate.”
    Mukesh straightened his tie. “Look, I hate to come and go, but I have to deliver this report to my