Wearing her work clothes, form-fitting shirt and long skirt, she enters the room and finds him laying on the couch. He’s watching tv, arms crossed and feet on the floor, in that haphazard way he always hangs out. Dressed comfortably as always in jeans, a polo shirt, and tennis shoes, he looks up at her with his pretty brown eyes. He says hi, but she doesn’t say a word. Kicking her shoes off, she walks over to him, smiling, stands between his knees, then leans down and gives him a kiss on the cheek. Her v-neck shirt billows out as she leans over and he gets a glimpse of her full breasts. He can see her blush from nervousness; she knows she’s taking a chance of losing a good friendship if he’s not receptive to her advances. He smiles; she smiles back. Maybe this wasn’t such a huge chance to take after all.
So she gets on her knees on the floor in front of the couch and takes his tennis shoes off of him, placing them under the coffee table. She then unbuckles his belt, unbuttons and unzips his jeans, and slides them down, along with his boxers. He is visibly growing, excited to see this new side of her that he’s only heard hints of in conversation.
She’s relieved and tittilated to see his excitement, and reaches out to feel him, cupping his balls in her hand, seeing them and his penis respond to her touch. Reaching down with her mouth, she kisses the tip, leaving slight lipstick marks on it. There’s already a bit of precum oozing, so she makes sure to get it on her lips so she can taste it. Looking up at him with her hazel eyes and licking her lips, she savors her first taste of him, then goes in for more.
One hand on his shaft, gently stroking, she focuses on his balls, burying her face in them, inhaling their scent. They smell like sex – his sex – and she wants more. She takes them in her mouth one at a time, gingerly rolling them around with her tongue, sucking on them, tasting them, playing with them. She loves the way they respond to her touch, moving on their own, up and down, and she spends some time focusing on them.
Moving her attention to his penis, she reaches out with the tip of her tongue and licks the underside of his shaft from the base to the tip, watching his face as she does. He seems to be enjoying watching her savor his cock. Rolling her tongue around the head of his dick, she stops to focus on that sensitive spot just on the underside, tickling it with the tip of her tongue. She takes just the head in her mouth, wrapping her lips around it, sucking gently, savoring the juices as they roll down her tongue and throat. He closes his eyes and lays his head back, obviously enjoying the attention being paid to him, and she chooses that moment to slide her mouth slowly down his shaft, her soft lips caressing his skin, until he has filled her mouth completely. Her tongue explores every inch of him, tasting him, sucking gently. One hand cupping his balls, gently massaging them, the other pulling his hips toward her. They are both moaning softly. He lifts his head up and watches again, admiring her enthusiasm, and brushes her hair out of her face so he can see how deep he is in her mouth. She then slides her mouth slowly back up his shaft, to the tip, and sucks again on the head, getting more sweet precum on her tongue.
She takes the hand that he just used to brush her hair out of her face and places it on top of her head, willing him to use it to guide her mouth where it feels best for him. He gathers her hair into a bun in his hand, pulling it tightly, and gently pushes her mouth down on his now throbbing cock. He holds her head down, until he feels her gag a little, then lets her up to breathe before pushing her mouth back down. She moans with genuine pleasure as he guides her head where he wants her to be and watches his face to see what he likes best. He can feel her tongue running over his skin, up and down, up and down, stopping her head to focus on any place where it feels particularly good, making sure to get as deep into her mouth as she can stand. He’s particularly excited as her eyes water and he brushes the tears from her cheeks with his free hand. She places both hands on his hips, fingernails gently scratching, pulling him closer to her, feeling him throb in her mouth as she does.
Faster and faster they move together, finding their rhythm as they both get more excited. The moans coming from both of them get louder and more passionate; the movements of their bodies – her head, mouth, and tongue, his hand and hips – become more vigorous. She closes her eyes in concentration, he throws his head back in ecstasy. He tells her that he’s about to cum, and she responds by sucking harder on his cock, willing him to cum for her. Finally, he groans as he unloads into her throat – one, two, three throbs – and then his body relaxes. She doesn’t move, however. She just holds him in her mouth as he relaxes and gently sucks the remaining juices out of his cock, licking him clean, down to the last drop.
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