… And in the darkness, the silence, only interrupted by the sound of your breathing. The innocence and peacefulness upon your face as your chest rises and falls. Conflict growing within my stomach, I don’t want to disturb you, I’m lost in just letting you, be, watching you exist, but longing to feel my fingers against your skin.
I see you smile slightly, a soft contented sigh escapes between your lips. Goosebumps creep over me, the urge to touch you becomes overhwelming, I know you’re dreaming of me and I’m tired of those dreams, today you’re a reality and I’m making those dreams come true.
I slip closer to you and press my lips gently against your ribs. Soft kisses and hungry licks trailing down your side, your hip, your thigh… My hand sliding up your inner thigh and between your legs. You’re already hard, you’re definitely dreaming of all those naughty things we did and the thought of you wanting me creates an instant pool of wet, creamy lava between my legs. A hunger in my belly that can only be satisfied by one thing.
I spread your legs apart and crawl in-between.
Starting at your knee and up your inner thigh, the tasting and trail of kisses resumes until I’m face to head with the real prize. My finger tips caressing your balls, my tongue starting at the very back of them, in one long drag along your sack and up the entirety of your cock.
You moan and your fingers find my hair, lazily stroking and twirling at my ponytail. My tongue continues to twist and turn over the head of you, my lips teasingly wrapping around it and slowly sucking their way off.
Barely touching, but enough to allure a response, finger tips begin stroking you as my mouth continues to suckle at the head, the throbbing in your cock quickens with every draw of my lips across the tip. Your hips begin to lightly thrust in eagerness, a physical begging to be swallowed. A plea for the pressure of my tonsils parting as you make your way to the back of my throat. Your excitement gets mine and I oblige. Tightly wrapping my lips around you, quickly swallowing down around your cock until my throat is full of you. My tongue reaches out licking at your balls, nothing untouched, I want to please ever inch of you.
Stroking you with the silky wet flesh of the inside of my mouth. Digging my tongue into the vein on the underside of your meat, continuously sucking harder and harder as I move back up to the head, I immediately swallow you again and again. Finger nails digging into your thigh, your so hard and ready, stretching and filling me, restricting my airway. I’m so hungry for you. My hand and lips tightly around you stroking ravenously. Your hand clenches at my hair, your hand pressuring the back of my head down , forcing yourself deeper inside the wetness surrounding you, saliva coating every inch and dripping down your balls. Your hips thrust harder, the base of tour cock bruising my lips. Breathing is no longer a necessity, only you. Thrust after thrust you punish the back of my throat. I suck, and swallow, and choke, and my lungs burn.
I can feel you swell. One final forceful thrust and your juices gag me, filling my mouth and draining into my stomach. Instinctually I try to escape, to breath but I tightly in your grasp as you continue to fill my belly with your cum.
You release and your body goes limp. My head falls against your leg as I try to catch my breath, nails still embedded in your thigh.
As he loses his thickness and falls, the wet, dripping head again finds my lips. I lick him clean and kiss your head as you play with my hair. Worn out from the escapade and drifting back to sleep between your legs.
Well done
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Yes…
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