[F]inally so[m]e satisfaction [oral] [long]

On mobile, sorry for any typos/errors! Continuation of my first two posts… Starts slow but builds.

M was looking at me with his incredible hazel eyes, the flecks of gold catching the soft lamplight in his apartment. We had just taken a pause in our heavy make out session to talk about STD testing (super sexy) and waiting to have sex until the results came back, so penetration was off the table. Logically I know that STDs can be transmitted via oral, but he had just told me he wanted to taste me, and I had been thinking about him going down on me since he had kissed me the week before and I honestly just didn’t care.

He leans back in to kiss me again and I lose myself in his lips. We are sitting next to each other on the couch, with one of my legs across his lap and I decide that I just can’t get enough of him, so I shift to straddle him. He moves his hands to my hips and slides his warm hands up under my shirt, resting on my lower back, pulling me down more firmly into his lap. My lips finally left his so they could graze along his short stubble, planting kisses along his jaw line, until my lips found his ear. I pause, then gently bite his earlobe. He moans, and I can feel his bulge twitch as I flick my tongue across his earlobe a couple times. I respond by gently grinding against the prominent erection pressing through his jeans and moving my lips back to his.

M can’t take it anymore, he pulls my shirt up and over my head. I’m wearing a sheer black bra, and he can see my nipples prominently poking through the mesh. He leans me back a little so I am still straddling his lap and moves his head down to kiss my collarbones, then further down to kiss the tops of my breasts along the lacy edge of my bra. He brushes his lips against my nipple over the bra, before pulling the material to the side and enveloping the left one in his warm mouth. He flicks his tongue gently across it, then as I gasp he increases the pressure. I squeak a little at the intensity and he backs off just a little. I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter.

He moves up to my neck and kisses that again, and reaches for the clasp of my bra. He fumbles with it, but can’t get it off. In all fairness, the clasp was a little bent and it was a tricky one, so after he struggles a little more, I reach back and go to unhook it, but he pushes my hand away. He pulls me in close to his chest and looks over my shoulder and tries again, but still can’t get it. I chuckle and kiss his neck while I unhook it and drop it on the floor.

He pushes me off his lap and on to my back on the couch so he can look at my breasts. I sit up so I can take his sweater off, hand he helps me get it off. I take a minute to appreciate his nicely muscled body. He is toned but not ripped, I can see his abs as he is moving, and his arms look like they could pick me up and carry me to his bedroom any time he wanted. I pull him down on top of me and he is so incredibly warm, and he smells amazing. He tells me my hands are cold but it is refreshing after his sweater, and I give his shoulders a squeeze in response and pull him in for another kiss.

He tells me again that he wants to taste me, and wants to take me to his bedroom. Even though I want it, I get nervous and he feels me tense up, so he goes back to kissing me. He starts rubbing my clit over my pants and asks if I would be okay with fingers. I nod my consent and unbutton my pants, and he takes of my pants leaving my underwear. At this point he can feel the wetness in my plain black panties. He’s taking things slow and making me feel comfortable, but I can also feel his desire and the control he is exerting.

He kisses down my body and I decide to turn the tables again, and slow things down, so I push him back and start with a kiss on his palm, then kiss the inside of his wrist, across his sexy forearm tattoo, then an inch farther up his arm, kissing every inch up his bicep, and across his torso occasionally throwing in gentle nibbles. I pause when I get to his nipple, letting my breath blow across it. I can feel his anticipation as I put my lips around it and then flick with my tongue. He inhales sharply and then says “bite” and gasps loudly when I do. He enjoys it for a moment before flipping me on to my back and kissing down my body.

He slides off the edge of the couch onto his knees and presses his lips against my drenched panties. He exhales so I can feel his warm breath through the fabric. I can see him inhale subtlety before he moves to kiss the inside of my thigh, alternating between kissing and nibbling. He moves down my leg to my ankle, and then back up the other leg, taking his sweet time. He finally gets back up to the inside of my thigh and I am quivering. He asks if we can move to his bedroom, but I’m afraid if we do I will have no self control left, and I want to see his STD test results before we have sex. So he goes back to torturing me, teasing me with soft kisses along the bottom of my stomach below my belly button. He finally grabs my panties with his teeth and pulls them off.

He takes a moment to admire me and tell me my pussy is beautiful, before putting his thumb in his mouth to wet it and run the pad of his thumb over my pussy lips. His eyes widen a little as he realizes how wet I am and he voices that he can’t believe it. He looks at me and leans in to take his first taste, and moans just a little bit as he does.

I know from the moment his tongue touches me that I am in trouble. I lace my fingers through his hair as he get aquatinted with me, making sure to give him really clear signals when he hits a spot I like, and asking him to adjust the pressure when needed. He responds so well to both my verbal and non verbal commands that I am turning into a puddle, and I almost feel bad for his couch. He hits a good rhythm with long strokes up and down my clit, from the opening to the hood, over and over again. All of a sudden I realize that he could actually make me squirt (rarely happens the first time I’m with someone) so I pull his head up by his hair and tell him that sometimes I squirt, and he could possibly make it happen if he keeps doing exactly what he was doing. He goes back to exactly what he was doing, and shortly after I squirt, just a little. He comes up for air and there is a look of amazement on his face, but I pull him right back in, because I hadn’t actually cum yet. He adds a finger, and tells me how tight I am, then puts his mouth back to work along with his fingers.

I’m lost in the sensation, head thrown back and eyes closed, and he is reading all of my body language. I have finally relaxed enough to enjoy, and between his tongue and his fingers I feel myself start to build. He can feel it in my body, and gets excited and increases the speed, and I gasp out “slower!” And he takes it back. I tell him to keep doing exactly what he is doing, and I feel myself getting closer and closer and finally tipping over the edge with a little scream.

I look down at him, and he looks so satisfied. He moves up to kiss me and I wipe most of the glistening juices off his face before he kisses me. I can taste myself as he kisses me, and he asks if I’m sensitive or if I could go again. I blush a little and his fingers wander back to my pussy as he correctly interprets my wordless response. He asks if we can move to his bedroom again, and iterates no sex, it’s just more comfortable than the couch. I nod and he picks me up and brings me into his room, and we start all over again… and the second time was even better

After he made me cum again, I couldn’t stand it. I needed to see his cock, and taste it. I reach for his belt buckle and he stops me. He tells me he loves going down on me and wasn’t expecting any reciprocation. I look him directly in the eye and tell him that I want to suck his cock, and reach for his belt buckle again. He tries to stop me again, asking me if I’m sure, and I tell him that I am doing exactly what I want to be doing, and that I love giving head.

I’ll finish the rest of this later when I have time to go into detail on how much I enjoyed it ?

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