Testing to see if he likes the taste of his own cum [FM]

Writing this sipping my morning coffee – as promised part 2. Wearing just panties and an oversized t-shirt for visuals. Hope you enjoy.

The next day I woke up a bit sore, checking out my ass in the mirror as I was getting dressed I noticed some slight redness on my bottom from last night’s activities. Making the most practical and comfortable decision I opted for a short a-line mini skirt with a warm sweater for the day (as it is of course almost winter – even here) and some white cotton panties – no bra – the benefit of perky B cups I suppose.

The work day started like any other – setting up in the joint home office I share with my husband. Our desks facing each other – but my visual of him is obscured by each of our respective monitors. As you can imagine, sitting in a little box home office – listening to some dude (my husband) take calls and work while I am trying to get my own work done can become incredibly boring. By 10:30 I notice I’m starting to fidget, I need to get out for a walk or something – normally I would work out – but today was a rest day. I heard a shuffling on his side of the wall of monitors and got an idea.

“Hey – I need a break – want to fuck me?”, I say.

I hear him fumble with whatever he is doing over there, and his swallow before responding, “umm, of course, let me just move stuff so I’m not rushed, “x guy” can wait.” I smile at this, as I know he is super busy and has to make up whatever he misses later.

He walks over to my side of the desks, glancing at the couch behind me, while pulling me up into a kiss. Needing to forget about work for a bit, I lean into his kisses, parting his lips with my tongue, lapping at his with mine. He moves to break the kiss to take off our clothes. “No,” I said. “Keep kissing me while you strip me. I’ll take a break at shirts but that’s it.” Taking on my challenge he reaches down and yanks down my panties, lifting my skirt up to grab the bare skin of my ass as he goes. He unbuttons his own fly and as gracefully as possible pulls down his pants and boxers, toeing them off at the bottom. We break as I pull off my sweater and he pulls off his. I look down and see I am now topless, with no panties, but my short skirt is still on. I go to unzip it, and he says, “No, keep it on for now, it’s hot having you like this.”

He sits on the couch, nodding for me to get on top of him. “what do you want, to blow me or for me to fuck you?”

“I want your dick in me,” I say smiling at him.

“Fine, you can have what you want,” he says, “but later you will be blowing me.”

I nod, excited now, I love when he tells me what to do. I’m already wet from just kissing, and a quickie sounds great to me as we don’t have a ton of time I figure. I straddle him, the silky texture of my skirt feeling nice on my ass. We kiss as he positions himself at my opening. He slowly pushes the tip of his hard dick in me, and I moan at the sensation. I’m a little less wet than normal so he slowly rocks each inch of himself into me, until he is fully seated. I feel him hitting my cervix and the feeling of him filling me feels amazing. I slowly start to ride him, rocking my hips as I slowly go up and down on him, the intensity making my skin tingle. He starts to spread his legs as he becomes harder, watching himself slide in and out of me. “I love watching your lips grip my dick, I need to film this so you can watch.” Kind of intriguing – I’ve never let anyone film me before – but that’s a thought for another day. His legs continue to remain spread wide and I start to really have to use all of my leg strength now to ride him.

“Fuck baby”, I say,” I think you have my legs like jello after last night, I don’t think I can keep going like this, will you get on top of me?”.

“No,” he says, “I want you to stay on top, can you do that for me baby?” I nod hesitantly. “But don’t worry I’ll get you into a better position.”

He lifts me off his dick slowly, and turns me around, unzips my skirt which pools on the ground and I’m now fully naked. The couch is shallow and he positions me with my feet on the floor, hovering over his dick. He grips around my forearms on both sides of me and slowly lowers me, the tip of him sliding on my slick pussy lips a few times, as he tries to thrust into me without hands. I slowly slid down him, and wow this position is intense. His dick literally feels like he could rip me in two in this position and I feel a bit vulnerable, knowing with his size he needs to be careful to not hurt me. Seemingly understanding my concerns he whispers, “I want you to ride me, don’t worry I’ll hold you and stay still. Be a good girl for me and make us both cum.” At that I feel a hot flush rise over my chest and my heartbeat quickens. I love when he calls me a “good girl” and I swear he could talk me into anything with those words.

Feet on the floor I start to slowly lift myself up and down on top of him, slightly leaned forward, him continuing to hold my forearms to allow for more control. I sort of feel like a sex doll in this position – while I’m technically in control, he is controlling me with his arms around mine. I can hear him groan as I know he is watching my ass and pussy on his lap, his dick moving out of me. The good thing is while I feel vulnerable I also feel intense pleasure. His dick pushing on my sensitive walls in this position, and I start to forget myself. I push myself up and down off his dick, going down as far as I can, and I feel pressure start to build in me. He starts to grow harder in me and I’m getting close. His dick starts to pulsate, and he whispers, “I’m going to cum like this.” I think to myself – I don’t know if I can get off him as he feels so good, his dick throbbing in me, but I know I need to pull him out of me or he’s getting me pregnant (no birth control). Deciding on the logical path instead of following my lusty libido, I pull him out of me, so close to orgasm, and turn around to jerk him off. Hot ropes of cum spurting on to his stomach and chest.

I straddle his leg, rubbing my wet and still greedy clit on his leg, sliding slowly back and forth to get my secret pleasure. I notice his white cum glistening on him, and decide I want to taste it. I look at him, and he is so relaxed and sated from his orgasm and I think to myself, he should really be tasting himself if he is so smug.

“I want to do something, game?”, I say. His glazed eyes warm on me indicate his consent. I bend down in between us and drag my tongue over his chest, a hot batch of cum coating my tongue as I go. Cum on my tongue I straighten, sliding myself closer to him, my pussy still gliding on his upper thigh. I take my tongue and slowly lick his full lips. Not knowing how he will react (we’ve never done this although I mentioned it would be hot), he slowly opens his mouth, letting my tongue and his cum enter. I kiss him hard, his cum swapping between us with the glides of our tongues.

I pull back, “did you like that?”

He laughs, “its not my favorite but I will always do whatever gives you pleasure. I’m yours.”

After which he proceeded to lay me down (after cleaning up) and go down on me until I came so hard he told me I nearly broke his fingers.

Have a nice weekend. ?

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