I remember the first time I saw him. He was tall, nicely built, oozing with attitude, and sexy as hell! I have always been attracted to that "bad boy" image and here he was standing in front of me. Knowing that ultimately this man would break my heart but determined to enjoy every single moment we spend together until we've parted ways.
Our conversations on sexual preferences indicated we were very compatible in what really turned us both on. And throughout our months together, those initial conversations were proven correct. This man could get me very wet without being in the same room with me! What's so special about him? He allows me to experience things that I had only fantasized about. I hope you enjoy this story because I know I have truly enjoyed the way he makes me feel!
Your lips touch mine in that initial greeting. Teasing my senses and just enough to make me want more. Your lips are so soft and moist. The way the tip of your tongue teases mine is truly sensual. These are the kisses that send my senses reeling and my hands wandering. As I reach my hand down below your waist, I can hardly wait to touch your gorgeously hard cock. The time it takes to unfasten your pants feels like an eternity because all I can think of is taking you into my mouth. I slide down your body and position myself in a way that you can watch my every move. Knowing that you enjoy watching me while I'm sucking your cock is a turn on in itself. Slowly, I wrap my lips around you. Moving my mouth up and down the length of your shaft … getting it nice and wet. Then you reach down to brush my hair away from my face and hold my head against your stomach. Your hips begin to thrust as you start fucking my mouth as if it were a pussy.
Slowly at first but your own desires eventually take over and it becomes more forceful. "You know your body is for my own pleasure, don't you?" All I can do is muffle a sound of agreement as you press harder against my head, holding me there, and fucking my mouth even harder. The intensity of this feeling is overwhelming and then you suddenly stop. Taking your cock from my mouth, it lays against your stomach and I begin to rub my lips and tongue against your cock … up and down the length of it … pressing firmly with my mouth. Faster and faster … harder and harder, till you grab my hair and pull me away, "You fucking slut!" Forcefully, with my hair in your hand, you pull me down on the bed as you kneel down next to my head. "Are you a slut?" and I whimper a sighful, "Yes."