Pleasing

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MARCEL POV

I sit on the edge of the bed and Jennifer sighs as she slowly gets on her knees. "Mm, not so funny now?" I lean down gripping her chin and her eyebrows furrow with a frown. Regret seeps into her eyes and I can't help but feel amused.

She looks away and I hum. "You said you wanted to help, yes?" I ask and she nods slowly.

JENNIFER POV

I hesitantly undo his belt before popping his black jeans and pulling the zipper down. His... prominence was quickly noticed.
(Do y'all prefer the term penis, dick, and/or cock)

He tilts my head up and runs this thumb around my lips wetting them with my own saliva. He separates my lips and opens my mouth completely. His jaw ticks, I can't tell what type of emotion he is feeling. "Wider." He demands and I open my mouth wider, slightly sticking my tongue out. A small smirk spears on his face. "Merde." He mumbles before circling his thumb around my lips and tongue. "Suck." Marcel demands strictly and I quickly do. I close my mouth around his tatted thumb.
   I fix my posture and settle my hand on his inner thigh as I try my hardest to keep eye contact. Marcel stiffens and slides his thumb out. I couldn't help but look away and slowly tease him tracing the outline of his boner. He clears his throat after a few seconds before gripping my wrist. "Don't tease." He warns. His voice was gruff. I puff my cheeks out and ignore him.

  Even though I know my face was red as a cherry I continued teasing him with a small smile, but I cover it by biting my lip. My palm runs over most likely his top and Marcel didn't seem to like it very much... he grabs my hand again taking it away before gripping my throat. "Jennifer. Do not test me. I didn't think you would want me to get so rough on your first time. Especially with me." He tilts his head. "I-I was just- just what? Teasing? Stop that." Marcel shakes his head and interrupts me before letting me go.
      I tuck my hair behind my ears and mentally wince when I take his cock out. I realized he has a Ampallang piercing. My pointer finger runs over the two metal balls on each side of his tip. I lean forward realizing that I want to feel what it would feel like on my tongue. My tongue runs around his tip and Marcel groans slightly stroking my face softly before running his hand through my hair. I grip the base of his cock and lick the side slowly; I raise my gaze up to his eyes.

  His jaw was clenched, and his eyes were closed. He swallows thickly and breathes out through his nostrils. I look away before he can open his eyes again and finally take his tip into my mouth again. "Jennifer." He groans quietly. My stomach turns with mixed emotions. I try and fit as much of him as I can. My throat closed and I go back up. He was extremely thick. Too thick. I trace the veins around the base of his cock with my tongue as my hands grip his inner thigh. 

   "Chaton." Marcel groans as I suck on the top harshly. He pushes my head down causing my eyes to get blurry fast. I tighten my grip on his thighs as I try and push back up. His hold was too strong as he thrusts his hips up causing his cock to hit the back of my throat. He lets go and smirks once he says my tearing eyes. "So pretty for daddy like this." He coos at me causing me to blush. Jesus. I try taking all of him again but still didn't work so I set my hand on the rest of his cock I can't fit.

   I could feel his hands run through my hair, so it doesn't get sticky on my face. My right hand gets closer, and I palm his balls through his jeans. I fasten my pace and I earn another groan from him. He tilts his head back slightly and I could see his adams apples go up and down. I'm winging this. I swirl my tongue around the tip, and he cusses under his breathe adding some French words. "Just like that princess..." he praises. I apply pressure around the base of his cock going up and down as I focus on the tip. I close my eyes and wince when he thrusts inside my mouth suddenly. "Eyes open Jennifer." He says and I don't. I can't! He tsks from my disobedience. He grips my chin when I move back up. "If you don't then you don't get my cum, isn't that what you wanted? Aren't you the cum slut here? Hm?" He questions me and I look away after from the degradation. "Answer me, princess." Marcel says tightening his hold on me. I nod quickly with a quiet yes. He smirks and tilts his head "so eyes open." He demands and I nod slowly.
     I tried keeping my eyes open for the last few thrusts he did before I was finally able to fit all of him inside my mouth. My eyes stayed in contact with Marcels and they would not look away.

"Look at that... such a good girl for daddy." He strains. But he was so right. I want his cum too. What is he doing to me?

I keep the same pace and I palm him through the jeans again a bit harsher and I make eye contact with him again. He finally breaks contact first when I ran my tongue over his piercing. He thrusts his hips up again and he finally came. "Shit princess." Marcel let's out the slightest, tiniest moan. I don't move making sure I was able to have every drop of his cum. I finally move back and smile softly. "Did- yes princess. You did so well for daddy." Marcel hums. We hear the front door open, and it was Zenday. "I'm home!" She sings.

    "S-sorry!" I frown and he chuckles as I quickly go to the door peeking my head out. I see she closes the bathroom door. I sigh of relief as the door was not locked. At least I don't think so.

  I turn back around, and Marcel was already situated, and he stands back up and hands me some panties. "Always such a pretty view from you, no?" He teased and I puff my cheeks out from embarrassment as I quickly slide them on. "Perv!" I hiss and he raises an eyebrow. "You can say that. But get off on it because technically I'm only a pervert for you." He explains and my eyes widen, and I shake my head from disbelief.

"S-stop!" I squeal. He softly laughs before grabbing my hips squeezing them softly. A kiss lands on my cheek multiple times before landing one on my lips. He presses me against him making me feel his hard on again. "Marcel!" I gasp. "You better get ready princess." He teases and I was speechless. "H-how? W-why?" I ask confused how that could happen. "You and you." He mumbles and I laugh softly with a blush on my face. "Sexy girl." He coos and I shake my head before he kisses me again. "Jennifer!" Zenday yells. "I-I... I'm trying t-to sleep!" I mumble.

MARCEL POV

I smirk from her random excuse and run my hand under her shirt. "Daddy." She whispers and I shake my head. She better get ready for when I finally take her. Hours and hours will go by. My fingers trace her bare back as I stare at her already bruised lips. "Okay..." zenday says. "Is Marcel here?"  She asks and Jennifer stills, and I smirk. "Yeah. I'm here." I answer for her, and we earn a "mhm" from the girl on the other side of the door. "Protection is key." She adds before walking off.

  I grab the side of her neck pushing my thumb under her chin tilting it up to look at me. She smiles softly and pulls away, but I hum pulling her back. What does she think she's doing? She always pulls away but ends up getting pulled back in. "Marcel." Jennifer furrows her eyebrows and I stare at her softly.

Her freckles bloom as the sun shines through the shades. A few strands of curls fall down her face as she turns her head to look down. I push them back and run my hand through her hair only to tug it back.

"Bed. Now." I speak.