My name's Mike. I'm a 30-something guy with brown hair, brown eyes, and a passion for oral sex. My girl, Kristina, is 10 years younger than I am and quite sexually inexperienced. She's a little nympho, though, and she loves pleasing me. It works out great for me. Just about anytime we're together, the night ends with her on her knees, sucking my cock.
I got lucky meeting her. She's a petite thing β 5 feet 5 inches tall, size 36C tits, and a tight, round ass. When we're in the bedroom, she's a sex machine. When she's in public, she's a quiet, demure little kitten. It's the contrast that I love about her, how she can be soft and fragile one moment, and rowdy and horny the next.
She got lucky finding me, too. With her personality, she's had guys take advantage of her in the past and try to control her, which has made her guarded. I let her more or less do what she wants, be who she wants. Her desire to please works well in our relationship. I let her please me when I want it, but nothing she's uncomfortable with.
Oh yeah, one more thing about Kris: she has an oral fixation, mainly manifested at night in the form of thumb-sucking. It's kind of cute, really, but something she's self-conscious about. I have no problem with it. It's probably why she's so great at sucking cock. She's also a really heavy sleeper β I mean, the apocalypse could come and she'd sleep right through it. Which leads me to my story...
It was a Friday night, and Kris was going to spend the night with me as usual. We went out to dinner at our favorite Mexican restaurant, and we each had a margarita. As inexperienced as she was sexually, she was even more inexperienced with alcohol. By the time she got halfway through with her drink, she was already light-headed and a little tipsy. She didn't want to finish it, but I told her that it would make me very happy if she did, so she managed to get the rest of it down before we left.
On the drive back to my place, I had my hand resting on her thigh while I drove, gently moving up and down, lightly teasing her, occasionally going all the way up and squeezing her pussy through her pants. By the time we got to my room, she was all too willing to strip off her clothes.
Once we were both naked, I pushed her back onto the bed and laid down on top of her. As we kissed, my hands went to her tits, squeezing and pinching her hard nipples. The harder I squeezed, the louder she moaned, and my dick soon became rock hard. Her hands went to my chest, touching me, rubbing me, eventually snaking their way down to my stiff member. She began lightly rubbing me, then went down and cupped my balls in her hand, kneading them gently, and it was my turn to moan.