I could almost feel his eyes staring at me, trying hard to keep my ass from swaying from side to side as if I were teasing him. His hand slipped around my waist as he led me to the den. He sat down in the chair leaving me standing before him, his hands on my hips. He lowered me down on his lap, my eyes on the bulge in his pants, feeling it pressed up against my ass as I settled on his lap. I felt so comfortable on his lap as if I belonged there. His finger entered my mouth, running over my teeth and tongue. I tightened my lips on his finger and he began to push it in and out. I knew how it must look. As if he was fucking his cock in my mouth. His cock jerked beneath me, it affects me in the same way. His hand lifted my head up and turned it towards him. He told me to open my mouth, his lips covering mine. I was surprised that his lips were as soft, his kiss almost gentle. My mouth was open and then I felt it, his tongue slipping between my lips and entering my mouth. My tongue met his, dancing against it as his hands tightened around me, pulling me closer to him. His kiss became more demanding, his lips crushing mine. All the while his tongue explored my mouth, over my teeth and gums, finally pushing deep into my mouth so that I almost choked. I couldn’t believe a tongue could move that far. He never broke the kiss, my nose flaring as I tried to breathe, my heart racing from the excitement. He turned me sideways towards him, our lips never parting. His hand slid up my side, his large hand encircling one of my breasts, his fingers tightening on it until I felt the blood rushing to the tip, pounding hard. I wished I hadn’t worn a bra.
I found my hips moving without me realizing it, sliding my ass back and forth over his lap, his hard cock jerking and shuddering beneath me. I filled my lungs with air but I couldn’t catch my breath, my breathing ragged and uneven. It made my breasts heave up and down, something that he didn’t fail to notice. My arms went limp as he pulled my sweater up over my head, seeing dark for a second before he threw it on the floor. His eyes stared at my heaving bosom, my chest pink in shame, exposed to him. His hands slipped down my back, sending goosebumps through my body. He was expert with my bra, unsnapping it with a deft motion, his hands pushing the shoulder straps down. My arms moved up to cover my naked breasts in reflex, but his hands pushed them away like a pesky fly. They hung down at my side as one hand cupped my naked breast, my breathing stopped as his head moved down, his mouth already open. I wished I could have thrust my hand under my skirt when I felt his hot, wet lips encircle my nipple, dragging it deep into his mouth, all the while his tongue lashed at it. I was sure I wet my panties at that moment, my naked breasts fondled by a demanding hand and mouth. For five minutes I endured the pleasure of the constant fondling of my nipples. He knew exactly what to do to me, unable to do anything but squirm erotically on the growing erection beneath my ass.
He finally stopped. I looked down to see my breasts wet with his saliva, my nipples so big that they stuck out over an inch, my white breasts covered with red marks where his hands had squeezed them too tight. He stood me back up, feeling strange to be standing in front of a man, stripped naked to my waist as he stared at me. He took my hand, pushing it down into his lap. “See what you do to me. You can do now.”
My fingers curled around the thick shaft, my fingers moving up the shaft until I felt the thick head, my fingers trying to outline it in his pants. I could imagine what it looked like in my head. He stood up, kissing me again, a knee between my thighs forcing me to spread my legs, his upper body pushed up against my naked breasts. He moved his chest from side to side, feeling the multitude of sharp ribbons rubbing hard against my naked breasts, especially my swollen nipples. They hurt, but his hands held me tightly against him, though he did force me to move my hips from side to side against his cock. My pussy was drenched from the hard cock pushed against it as he masturbated against me.
He kissed me gently and pushed me against the door, his knee pushing between my legs until I relented, spreading them submissively his tongue searching deep into my mouth. His hands fondled my breasts, his hand insistent as they pinched and prodded my growing nipples. He took my breath away with his kiss my hands going around his waist and holding him against me. My legs spread wider until I felt it, his hard, demanding cock jerking against my pussy. He began to grind against me as if he were fucking me.
He didn’t kiss me again, but pulled my sweater over my head and threw it on the sofa. I was standing bare-breasted in front of him, my hard nipples sticking out so far that it looked as though they were trying to reach his fingers. His large hands encircled them with familiarity, the tips springing to life as his calloused fingers raced over them. Even when he pinched too tight and yanked them out, I stood firm, the delicious pain in my stretched nipple flesh racing between my legs to soak my panties. His mouth was even more demanding, his teeth capturing one of my nipples, grinding back and forth over it, feeling like a knife slicing through it. The pain mixed with the pleasure, my legs barely able to keep me up.
He pulled away from me, looking at my glistening breasts from his spit, teeth marks encircling one of my swollen nipples. His hands moved to my shoulders, feeling him begin to press down on them. I knew what he wanted. I gently kneeled on the floor in front of him, looking up to see his cock outlined on the front of his pants only inches from my face. “Touch it,” his voice commanding me to do his sexual bidding. My hands went to the front of his pants, my tiny fingers outlining the thick shaft that threatened to tear from his pants. I pinched it, but it felt like steel, pushing up with my fingers, surprised that it was so long. It went up almost to his waist where I felt it thicken to a dome. I licked my lips, getting my lips wet subconsciously. He didn’t want my hand, but my mouth. I followed his instructions and they were detailed and explicit. My hands slid his zipper down, the noise breaking the silence of the room. I unbuckled his belt and undid the top button, pulling his pants back. He was wearing boxers and his cock strained to get out. I reached in, touching the hot flesh of a hard cock for the first time. I pulled back, surprised that it was so hot, but he encouraged me back. My hands curled around the thick shaft, my eyes trying to catch a glimpse of it. I didn’t want to, but I released it so I could pull his boxers down his legs. He had thick, muscles thighs, covered with black hair. But my eyes were on his erection, the thick throbbing cock bobbing so hard that it almost touched my lips. It was heavily veined, dark blue veins running up the side to disappear when it got to the almost purple dome. A thick ridge around it made it look more like a helmet. I blushed as I saw he looked down at me. I kissed it, just like he ordered me to. My lips pursed as they moved close to the tip, covered with the shiny cum that had already leaked from its tip. My tongue licked all over the head, lapping up his slick cum like a kitten with a bowl of milk, filling my mouth with the familiar taste of his salty cum. “Lick the head,” he encouraged me. It jerked in my mouth when my tongue raced around the thick helmet, finding the sensitive area just beneath the rim as though I had sucked a thousand cocks before. “It likes that.”
I felt the rubbery head of his cock in my mouth, my lips stretched tightly around it until they tugged beneath the rim, trapping it. My tongue went to work on it as if I knew what I was doing, his jerking cock making it as though I was doing the right thing. I began to suck on it, feeling spit dribbling down my chin. My mouth was filled with the salty taste of cum, sure that he had already cum. He smiled down at me, his hands gentle as they pushed the hair from my forehead, only mumbled sounds coming from my stuffed mouth. I was trying to breathe, my nose flaring as I sucked in air through my nose to fill my starving lungs. My head moved up and down, as the slippery wet cock began to slide easier between my stretched lips, trying to stop the gurgling sound that came from my mouth as I began to suck his cock. His hands slid down my chest until they found my nipples, tugging and pulling on them until he aroused them to hardened tips. All the while I was taking more and more of his cock in my mouth, not believing that four inches of it were still outside my lips even though the thick head was pushing against my tonsils. I gagged once and almost swallowed the head of his cock by mistake when my throat opened up.
His hips began to move, rhythmically thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth as if it were my pussy. Wishing it was his cock taking me between my legs, not my mouth. My hand reached out instinctively to feel his balls, the prickly hair tickling the palm of my hand. I squeezed until I felt the twin balls inside, my hands following them around as they moved mysteriously. I heard him moaning, knowing that my mouth and hand were having an effect on him. I wondered where all his cum would go when he came in my mouth, his cock already filling every nook in a cranny in my mouth. His hands left my breasts and stroked my head, guiding it up and down in rhythm with his thrusting hips. It pushed to the back of my mouth and then I was sure that it grew bigger, my lips aching as they stretched to accommodate the thick shaft. He bucked as he came, trying to get away when a jet of hot cum flew out the end of his cock and shot directly into my throat as I choked and gagged.
“Nnnnnhhhh…nnnnhhhhh… AAAAAAHHHHH!!!” “ohhhh damn… ohhhdamnnnn!!…he was cumming! I can feel it!” But he held me tight, my mouth filling as he shot a second load of cum that made my cheeks bow out from the abundant crème that filled my mouth. I felt it leaking from my stretched lips, the thick cum slowly running down my chin, the fluid still hot from his balls. And my hands milked the balls of his cum instinctively. He shot one more time before his hands relaxed on my head. As he pulled his cock out of my mouth, he left a trail of thick cum on my lips. His finger scooped up cum on my chin and pushed it back into my mouth. He lifted my head back, his hand caressing my outstretched throat.
Before he could say anything, I pressed my lips against his and kissed him, our tongues dancing in and out of our mouths. He pulled me against him, my hips instantly going into action, sliding from side to side, rubbing my wet pussy against the hard cock that throbbed in his pants. I took his hands, placing them against my naked breasts, arching my back to press them into the hot flesh of his hands. He needed no further help, his fingers plucking at my nipples. He knew what roused the hardness in my nipples, but this was different, naked and exposed. I put my hand on his head until he caught on, leaning over as I gasped in pleasure when his lips curled around one hardened nipple and sucked it deep into his mouth. His tongue lashed out at the trapped nipple, slapping back and forth over it. My pussy gushed with my juices, struggling not to cum from just his mouth. His other hand went to my other bare breast, tugging and pinching the neglected nipple until it was ready for his mouth.
I collapsed onto the bed, my legs no longer able to hold my body up as I was swept up in the pleasure of his mouth. He followed me down as he sucked and licked my nipples, his hands squeezing my firm breasts until the tips were almost sore from his fondling. I lay on the bed, my legs spread casually as he knelt between them playing with my breasts. He finally stopped, my hands pulling his shirt up and off, my hands running over his chest, feeling the tiny pebbles as my fingers roused his nipples. His hands fumbled with my skirt and pulled it off, lifting my legs up, not very ladylike, but I cared little for my modesty. For I was soon to be naked in the bright light of my room. I saw him looking at my panties, the tight material clinging to my mound, already a wet spot to give away my shame. I put my legs together high in the air, leaving no doubt what I wanted him to do. He wasted no time, grabbing the waistband of my panties and pulling them up over my hips. I felt the material pull from between my pussy lips and my ass cheeks, sliding them down my legs and off my feet. I never felt so open, my body red at the sudden realization that he was staring so boldly at my bare sex, my spread legs leaving little to the imagination.
Lifting my legs until my knees bent, then pushing them out to the side, opening up my pussy lips like a spring flower. The bed beneath me grew wet with my juices, the pungent odor of sex filling the room. He moved between my legs, bending over, shuddering as I felt his hot breath on my sex. I was sure that I had a mini-orgasm if there is such a thing when he licked down one thigh, starting at my knee all the way down, stopping just short of my pussy, hearing him suck in air through his nose as he inhaled my arousal. My head fell back in surrender, my body pitched on the edge as I waited for his next move. His fingers peeled back my pussy lips, blowing into the heated passage, my ass rising up from the bed from the unexpected feel of his breath. He took one swipe with his tongue, racing up between my spread pussy lips, lapping at the soft inner lips. I never felt anything like it before, his tongue moving up so high that he touched my clit before I even realized it. “Ohhhhhh, God, Ahhhhhhh! I’m cummmmminnnggg…. so good… so gooooooodddddd!” I came. Hard, grabbing his head and rubbing his nose between my pussy lips as I came all over his face, screaming out in pleasure as the orgasm raced through my body. His tongue didn’t move it didn’t have to; masturbating his mouth and nose onto my pussy was enough to keep the orgasm going for long minutes. My body finally settled down, he rises up from between my legs, the strong smell of my orgasm filling the room. His lips and chin were glistening from my juices.
“Take off your clothes,” I ordered him. He needed no other encouragement, my eyes following his every movement as he drew his pants down, his cock jutting out the front of his briefs. His cock bobbed free when he pulled his pants down. The head was glistening with cum, sure that he prematurely ejaculated once already, doing much better than me, cumming in two seconds. “Turn around,” I suggested, not trying to sound too much like an order. He knelt up, his head between my legs, my legs bowing out until the flat plane of my sex was open for his oral assault. I gripped his cock, my hand sliding up and down as though I had been masturbating cocks for years, my fingers tightening as I ran over the head.
Even though I had just cum, it made little difference, my arousal peeked with the first swipe of his tongue. He lapped up my abundant juices as my hand stroked his cock. I felt him lowering his hips, his cock moving closer to my mouth. He was getting more assertive, my mouth opening submissively as he pushed the head into my waiting mouth. I tasted the salty cum, my tongue lapping at it, washing over the head of his cock until it was slick with my spit. He was biting my pussy lips, not hard, more tugging on them with his teeth. I felt a finger between my legs, pressing hard against the opening, feeling the pressure as his finger pushed the hole open. It entered me suddenly, finding my pussy filled with a finger for the first time, “God ohhhh god ohhhhh yeh ohhhh uhhh OHHHHH yeh yeh YEHHHH uhhhh OHHh god yes!” gasping just as he shoved his hips down, half of his cock shoved into my mouth, silencing my cry of surprise at being impaled for the first time. His tongue worked me over like someone experienced, lapping at my sensitive flesh, biting me just when I didn’t expect it, nibbling at my clit as I screamed into my mouthful of cock. And his hips began to pump his cock into my mouth, fucking me like I wanted his cock to do to my pussy. I was torn, wanting him to take my pussy, but also wanting to taste him as he came in my mouth. I figured anybody that would eat my pussy like he did, deserved to have me.
It was only a few more minutes, two fingers fucking my pussy, his mouth clamped over my clit, sucking the swollen organ so far into his mouth that I thought it would pull off. “God ohhhh god ohhhhh yeh ohhhh uhhh OHHHHH yeh yeh YEHHHH uhhhh OHHh god yes!” His tongue worked on the trapped organ until I came, just as he did as though he was waiting for me. I wasn’t sure how he could hold out so long. I felt the rush of cum jetting into my mouth and I gulped repeatedly, trying hard not to choke as his thick crème dripped slowly into my stomach. Over and over he came in me, not sure where it all came from, hoping he saved some of it for my pussy. He didn’t get off of me, his mouth still on my drenched pussy, and his shrinking cock still in my mouth, our breathing ragged as we tried to recover from our first mutual orgasm.
He pulled away from me, but I wasn’t disappointed, moving me onto my back, his hands spreading me open, sliding under my ass to cup my cheeks and pull me up toward him. I felt his cock jerking against my pussy, feeling him move closer, his hands drawing me onto his waiting cock. I felt him enter the tight muscle of my pussy, “God ohhhh god ohhhhh yeh ohhhh uhhh OHHHHH yeh yeh YEHHHH uhhhh OHHh god yes!” feeling my pussy hole spreading around his prick. He entered me slowly and gently, his hands guiding me from side to side as he drove his hips forward and back. I felt his cock crawling slowly inside me, reaching deeper as he filled me with his prick. I never felt such a thing before; his hot, pulsating prick jerking in pleasure inside me.
He began to make love to me, his cock sliding in and out gently, clamping my pussy muscles onto his prick, feeling the prick dance from my delightful clenching. I could almost feel every ridge and vein on his cock as they roused me. He was filling me up, his cock withdrawing, my hips moving up as though I was afraid he would take it out and never put it back in me. Then he would push into me, opening up my pussy as his cock buried into my passage, feeling my juices lubricating the tight passage. His fingers dug into my ass cheeks as he played me like a fine instrument. Our previous orgasm allowed us to make love for a long time, the room filled with the sound of our lovemaking, our flesh meshing together until we became one. The room smelled of sex, heavy sex. His kissed me as we made love, his fingers playing with my nipples, his cock never stopping to slow down. Then I felt him cum, shooting inside me. “Ohhhhhh, God, Ahhhhhhh! I’m cummmmminnnggg…. so good… so gooooooodddddd!” I came with him, his hot cum jetting into my pussy setting me off, the fear of his sperm filling my womb unable to stop the orgasm that swept over my body. I hugged him tight as we came, kissing him, his tongue so deep in my mouth as he pulled my pussy onto his cock, spurting his powerful sperm in my receptive womb. We lay like that for ten minutes, neither one of us moving, the cum dripping down between my legs. He finally pulled out of my pussy. I sat up and my head engulfing his cum drenched cock again, licking it like an obedient girlfriend until it was clean.
~~ THE END ~~
This is very good. Great descriptive prose and imagery!