We were just kissing – I certainly had an agenda to give him head that evening but didn’t know quite how we’d get there. One of the hottest things about him is how eager and excited he gets when he’s turned on. I feel very attuned to animal instincts in those moments; I can feel his heart picking up pace, his legs and hips twitch, he takes deep and shuddering breaths. All of it excites me.
I looked him in the eyes, “you have to be quiet,” and he nodded that he understood. He twitched his hips and leaned his head back, sighing. He was completely hard and dripping precum already when I touched him. I dipped my finger on the tip of his penis and tasted him, then rubbed him gently outside of his boxers. When he became too eager, I pulled away until he relaxed.
I couldn’t wait to take him in my mouth and pulled his boxers aside to do so. Gently, I swirled my tongue around the tip as I felt him twitch and quietly mutter, “Fuck-fuck-fuck,” I took my time on this endeavor, and began to sloppily lick the length of his cock without closing my mouth over it. I gently flicked my tongue underneath the head and returned again to swirling my tongue around it. He shuddered when I finally took his whole length in my mouth, and I took care to continue to swirling motion while my warm mouth and lips reached the base of his cock.
As I drew him to the edge, we both knew how close he was. He slightly leaned up and started to stop me, “Wait—“ I pushed him back down and pressed my right hand around his neck, “Don’t tell me what to do,” Sometimes I imagine I will draw out the process, but once he gets close I find the urge to push him over the edge completely irresistible.
“Yes, miss. I’ll cum when you tell me to, miss.”
I nodded solemnly and leaned down again to taste him, not breaking eye contact. He forgot himself for a moment, and I found myself becoming angry with his indiscretion. I would rush his orgasm; I know he likes to ride the line for a while before climaxing, but he would get no such satisfaction today. I swallowed his length and ran my tongue broadly up and down his cock. I laid over his legs, which tended towards twitching and shaking as he came close to cumming. He whispered urgently, “I’m going to cum,” and “Please miss!” I tasted his cum before I heard, “I’m cumming!” He jerked his hips up and down erratically, unable to control himself.
I imagine he expected me to pull away, so it is no surprise that his face was a mixture of confusion and ecstasy when I stared up at him and swallowed his cum. I didn’t break eye contact, and I watched him ride the wave of pleasure until relief flooded his face. He was spent, and there was only one more thing left to say: “Thank you, miss.”
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