a slow blowjob [mf] [long]

I crave sucking his dick.

Sometimes I miss it more than I miss sex. I miss the buildup that a slow blowjob has before it. Pushing him gently back on the bed, stripping him of his shirt first and placing butterfly kisses up and down his torso. Then maybe getting a little bit more needy, licking and biting his neck, moving up the ears and nibbling on them too. The moans I’ve heard from him when I gently lick and bite his earlobes is music to my ears.

Moving my way back down his neck, licking his chest, biting and sucking his neck long enough to leave a hickey while I tease his cock outside of his jeans. Working my hands up and down the shaft, feeling how hard and large it is through his pants, and then just letting go and letting my hands wander, trailing up and down his arms, sending shivers up his spine when I graze the sensitive skin on the inside of the wrists. Kneeling down to take his fingers, one by one, into my mouth and staring deep into his eyes while I make it clear how much I love to use my mouth, swirling my tongue around each finger and hungrily pushing them as far as I can into my mouth.

Kissing back up his arms, across the collarbones, down the center of his torso and finally reaching for his waistband and unbuckling his pants while I lightly kiss the outline of the bulge through his pants. Finally shimmying off his pants and underwear, finally getting a look at my meal for the day. Looking up at his eyes, mine full of lust for his body and his full of need for mine. And then just ignoring his achingly hard cock, kissing down his legs, down one side and up the other. Barely passing by his cock, almost touching it with my soft lips, before I move on to the other leg.

The waiting game is as hard for me as it is for him, my entire body aches to taste him, swallow him whole, fill my mouth and throat with a hot rod of steel, and then eventually, his seed. As I work my way back up his legs, both kissing with my lips and stroking with my fingers, I can feel the need to suck his cock deep inside my pussy, getting me so wet it starts to leak down my inner thighs.

When I make it back to his waistline I take off all my clothes. The look in his eyes never fails to get me hot. I know how much he wants to touch me, play with my cute little nipples (which are hard now) or grab ahold of my tiny waist and squeeze. Or maybe he wants to turn me around and watch my ass jiggle as he slaps it hard enough to leave a bruise.

Finally I can’t wait anymore and begin to work on the main event. I start by laying soft kisses from the tip down to the balls. Then I start to lick, long sloppy wet licks that go all the way down the shaft. Before I really get down to business I love to play with the balls, fondling them in my hands while I play with the shaft with my mouth, kisses and licks, before moving my head lower and licking the balls all over. I like to get them nice and wet before I gently suck them into my mouth, enjoying how they feel as I suck and lick on them.

And when he’s finally beginning to beg for more, I release them out of my mouth, and finally take his cock into my mouth. First I only tease the tip, swirling my tongue around the head, underneath it, and over the top. Then millimeter by millimeter I work my way down, taking my time, enjoying how it feels to give him so much pleasure, to be the reason he’s groaning and swearing and grabbing on to the sheets.

Sometimes I reach down and play with myself, feeling how slick my fingers become as I gently slide them over my clit. Shocks of pleasure running up my spine and I roll my eyes back in delight, but I never let that distract me from the job at hand.

Finally I work my mouth all the way to the base of the shaft, the tip of his cock down the back of my throat, hitting my gag reflex and making me come back up for air. And then I start to move faster. I use my hand to spread the saliva all over his shaft, using it like an extension of my mouth. I gag and make many slurping noises as I go up and down in tandem with my hand, twisting my hand when I reach the top and my mouth makes a pop as I pull off of his cock to glide my hand over his head, before seamlessly deepthroating him again and doing it all over again.

I like to bring him to the edge and then stop. Sometimes I’ll suck on the balls again, sometimes I’ll massage the taint, other times I completely let go and go back to licking and kissing his neck and chest. Other times I’ll sit right on his cock and let him feel how wet I am from sucking his dick, let us both get so close to the edge as I grind my wet pussy on his cock, his hard member causing just the right amount of pressure on my clit.

And then I’ll lift my hips up, and he’ll be left wanting more, moaning and thrusting his hips to make contact with me, my hands, anything just to feel *something* again.

I love watching his cock throb as it lays against his stomach, shiny with my spit, and hard as a rock. But finally I can’t wait any longer, because the best part of sucking cock is milking my reward, swallowing a mouthful of hot cum at the end of a job well done.

So I return to his cock, eager this time to finish, to get his cum. I bob my head up and down, spit flowing down his shaft and balls, puddling underneath him on the bed. I use one hand to massage his balls, the other to help my mouth. I try as hard as I can to hit the back of my throat on every bob down, gagging on it and causing more spit to flow. Sometimes he’ll place his hand on the back of my head when he’s getting close, begin to thrust his hips up to get deeper down my throat.

And then, as I know he’s getting close, I’ll look up and open my eyes and smile at him (as much as I can with a mouthful of cock) and I can see it by the way his skin is flushed red across his chest that he’s close. I can feel his cock beginning to twitch and throb. And then he throws his head back and grunts as the first rope of his cum hits the back of my throat, and I keep going, milking every last drop that I can, eagerly swallowing it and tasting how sweet, how hot, how sticky it is. When he’s done I make sure to clean his cock with my mouth as well as I can, then sit back on my feet, smile, and ask, “was I a good girl, daddy?”

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