That time I [M]- 29 made a very special phone call to my co-worker [F]- 26 – Part 3

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Sarah shook and trembled, completely naked in my arms. Grinning up at me, her eyes half closed, she sighed, “Hi…that was…wow!”

And then she was sitting up, her mouth pressed to mine. Soft lips pressing and flexing against my own. Our first kiss. I almost laughed at how backwards the order was. She tasted sweet like wine. I suspected that I’d find a glass on her counter, stained purple, if I ever got the chance to see her kitchen.

I did not think about her apartment long, as she straddled me, her mouth against mine. She was gently Pushing me back with her hands on my shoulders.

“Mmmm,” she purred, reaching down between my legs. “Already hard for me?”

“Uhhh, I was hard when we were texting. It’s only gotten harder-ahhh!” My words cut off as she rubbed harder, grinning at me. Her tits swaying.

“Your turn,” she said.

I started to sit up. “Nope, you’re going to lie there. I’m going to suck your cock. And you’re going to cum in my mouth.”

“Fuck, Sarah!” I gasped, lying back on the floor as she unfastened my belt and the button of my jeans. I was so worked up, so high from how she’d just cum for me that I was genuinely worried if I’d make it that long.

I did. And she was in a hurry, unzipping my fly and pulling the band of my boxer shorts up over my dick. If I expected her to tease me, to build me up like I’d built her up, I was very wrong. She took me immediately into her mouth. Her soft lips sliding down my shaft, her eyes on mine. I could feel her tongue pressing against the underside of my cock as she bobbed.

“Ahhhh! Fuck! OhMyGod!” I groaned, my eyes half closed.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned against me. The vibrations and her tongue making my hips twitch.

Pulling her mouth off of me, my cock glistening and wet in the dim light of her hallway, she wrapped her hand around me, stroking.

“This is such a good cock, Nathan. Why didn’t you tell me you had such a handsome cock?”

I could only groan. In all of our lewd joking, there were many things I’d latched to about what she said. Three of them stood out in that moment, and the first two had already been proven true. She’d said she loved sucking dick, that she was really good at it, and she loved to swallow, mostly because she didn’t like messes, but also that she loved to keep sucking and make men squirm. Those had all been told as jokes, as shocking stories to make me laugh, but I was anxious to find out about the third.

“I’m going to make you cum, and when you do, you’re going to tell me, and you’re going to say my name so I know you know who’s doing this to you!”

“Fuck yes! Fuck! Ahhh. I will. I will!” And then her mouth joined her hand. Running up and down the length of me. She’d stop sometimes to suck hard on my head, her tongue flicking over the top of my cock. I was in glorious agony. Thrusting up to meet her mouth, her hands and lips and tongue moving together in a fast rhythm.

“Unhhhh. Fuck! SARAH!”

Her pace quickening, lips pulling together harder.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum! You’re gonna make me cum, Sarah, don’t stop!”

She continued to bob, smacks and wet noises bouncing off the walls, my pulse a thud in my ears.

“I’m cumming, Sarah! I’m cumming!”

I came. Hard. My back arched, fingers digging into the carpet. Wordless groans and moans escaping my lips. I felt myself tremble in her mouth. I felt her swallow and suck. Pulling everything from me. And she didn’t stop.

“Ahhhh. Aahhhhh. Fuck!” I gasped as she continued to suck my sensitive cock. I was squirming my hips under her, trying to free myself. Suddenly, she leaned up and grinned, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

“Mmmmmm. Did that feel good, Nathan?”

“Yes! Fuck yes!” I gasped.

“You should have known. I’ve told you how I roll so many times.” She laughed.

“I know. But I don’t think I could ever have been prepared enough.”

She knelt over me, watching me catch my breath before reaching her hands out to me, “Come on, let’s get a drink. And then…other things.”

Dizzy, I sat up and took her hands, letting her help
me onto shaky legs, and followed her to her kitchen.

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