As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the townhouse, Aries grew restless, her impatience a palpable thing. Her sugar daddy, a wealthy, middle-aged man named Mark, was expected any moment now. And with him, the promise of a night filled with pleasure and indulgence.
Aries couldn’t hide her excitement as she paced the living room, her slender legs barely concealed beneath a short, pleated skirt. Her hazel eyes sparkled with anticipation, and her full, luscious lips curved into a coy smile. She had a confession to make, and she was eager to share it with Mark.
Just as the clock struck seven, the doorbell chimed, announcing Mark’s arrival. Aries practically flew to the door, her heart racing like a wild animal. She flung it open, and her gaze locked with Mark’s, his eyes narrowing slightly at the sight of her flushed cheeks and quickened breath.
“Come in, come in,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. As Mark entered, she closed the door behind him and leaned in, pressing her soft lips to his in a searing kiss. Her tongue darted out, teasing the seam of his mouth before delving inside to dance with his.
Breaking the kiss, Aries took Mark’s hand and led him to the couch, her movements fluid and sensual. She straddled his lap, her skirt riding up to reveal the lacy edges of her thong. Her fingers deftly worked at his belt, unbuckling it and freeing the zipper of his pants.
With a triumphant smirk, Aries tugged Mark’s trousers and boxer briefs down, exposing his hard, throbbing cock. It jutted out before her, thick and imposing, and her eyes widened in awe. She loved big cocks, and Mark’s was no exception.
Without preamble, Aries engulfed Mark’s member in her warm, wet mouth. Her tongue swirled around the engorged head, teasing the sensitive underside as she began to bob her head, taking more and more of him into her eager throat.
Mark groaned, his hands tangling in Aries‘ hair as he watched her service him with an intensity bordering on fanaticism. The sight of this young, beautiful woman, her lips stretched around his girth, was enough to make his mind fog with lust.
Aries, however, was lost in her own world, her focus solely on pleasing her sugar daddy. She worshipped his cock with single-minded dedication, her saliva coating his length as she sucked with a fervor that left him breathless.
As Mark’s grip on her hair tightened, Aries knew she had him right where she wanted him. She loved the power she wielded in these moments, the total control she had over his pleasure. And as his first tentative thrusts pushed her head back, she reveled in the sensation, her throat constricting around him, milking his cock for all it was worth.
The world narrowed to the taste of his skin, the scent of his arousal, and the vibrations of his deep, guttural moans. Aries was in her element, lost in the forbidden thrill of giving herself over to her darkest desire. She was a succubus, a cock-hungry demon, and in this moment, nothing existed beyond the pleasure she could coax from Mark’s throbbing member.