The Proposition - 4
On Monday night, Emmanuelle went to Vince's bed to sleep, hand in hand. Robert even watched them go, angrily shutting his door a little too loudly.
They slid into bed, Emmanuelle again wearing sexy lingerie, but they both went to sleep quickly. Vince slept hard, with strange dreams, and awoke when he felt something strange beneath the covers.
It was really dark out still, his clock showing that it was just after 5:00am. He reached over and turned on the light, showing Emmanuelle's wonderful body laying lazily across the bed, his cock held in her mouth.
She opened her eyes, and smiled around his cock. "I'm sorry I woke you," she said softly. "You just have no idea how much I love sucking your cock." She sucked on the tip gently, obviously loving her lips wrapped around it. "I don't know what it is about him... just feeling him in between my lips... on my tongue. I've never had this feeling with your father."
Vince moaned softly as she slowly and gently continued sucking on him. Her hand held him and slowly stroked him, but all of the pleasure was being generated by her hot, wet mouth.
"And, you know, my favorite part of your cock is the head," she said softly, kissing the tip. "I just want to worship him, with my tongue, my lips." She rubbed his cock, especially the head, around her face and under her chin. "Can you tell I'm obsessed with him? When I feel your cock sliding between my lips... it's just so... sensual. And he's always begging for a little attention, isn't he? That's what I really like about him. I know that he's always... always... ready for me. And that I can tease and tease and tease him... as long as, in the end, I pay attention to this magnificent swollen head."
Emmanuelle slid her tongue over and around the head of his cock as his shaft grew by leaps and bounds. Watching her tease him like this was pure heaven. She was such a sensual woman.
"He's so much more sensitive than the other parts of your cock," she said. "All the nerve endings just end up right there," she kissed the head, "and that's where he's most intense, isn't he? So if I want to pleasure you, I know to target your beautiful, bulbous head. And just give him a little flick of my tongue."
Vince groaned, his body shuddering suddenly as her tongue hit an especially sensitive spot.
"Is that too much?" she giggled softly. "Just lay back and relax. I want to go slow this morning, because you and I both know how sensitive, how on the edge I can get this cock. I know how easily I can make you cum just with this," she said, sucking on the head, flicking her tongue over and around it while her hand stroked below.
It drove him crazy and Vince lifted his hips up suddenly, needing to either cum or have the wonderful pleasure removed. He was going to cum so very quickly.
Emmanuelle giggled as she removed her mouth and stopped her stroking. "Oh, the way my lips form around him so... perfectly. It's like my mouth was made just for your cock, you know? And with every suck I can feel your cock expanding in my mouth and feel the pressure inside you building and building."
Vince was breathing hard as he relaxed for a moment. He wanted... needed... to cum so badly and she took it away at just the last second. He thought for a moment that maybe he should just grab her and fuck her, either her hot, little mouth or her tight pussy... but thought better of it. He knew he'd cum soon. He just had to wait for her timing. He had three hours before he had to be in the shower to get ready for his first class.
"There's this little sensitive spot, right there," she said, touching right beneath the head on the underside of his cock, "the frenulum, right where the shaft meets this beautiful, bulbous head."
She rubbed it and Vince's hips jumped. The intense pleasure shocking him to his core.
"Oh... I'm sorry," she giggled. "I know you can barely take it. I enjoy getting you close. But I don't want to go too fast this morning. I need to savor the time I have left with this beautiful cock. I want to worship it."
He watched as Emmanuelle sucked the head of his cock into her mouth again and then sucked her finger inside. She removed her wet finger and began stroking the frenulum in a circular motion while she continued sucking on the head.
"Oh God," Vince moaned loudly, grabbing as much of the bottom sheet as he could in his fists.
"Oh yes," she giggled. "How does that feel? It is sensitive, isn't it?" She stopped stroking but continued sucking. "Oh... you're so horny... so ready. All that cum, building and building and eventually exploding out of the tip. Oh, I know... he's so ready... And I just keep him right on the edge. He's ready to just explode."
"God yes... I think I'm going to fucking blow your head off when I cum," Vince moaned.
"Mmm... I love when I have him teased just right, your cum just shoots out like a geyser," she said softly. "What I wouldn't give to see that this morning. You screaming as this gorgeous dick shoots a geyser of cum in the air all because of the pleasure I'm giving you."
Vince watched her change her strategy. No longer was she trying to just tease him... she was going to make him explode... explode hard. She sucked more of his cock into her mouth, driving him deeper, into the back, where she could choke on it. And she sputtered, gagging a little, before she pulled it free again and just stroked him.
"Is it time? Have I teased you enough?" she asked, stroking his shaft quickly and laying the head against her lips. She kissed the head as she watched him... watched his eyes open wider, watched his breathing hitch just a little, watched his body tense for the explosion.
And then he grunted as he came, ropes of his creamy whiteness crisscrossing over her face in ropes and gobs.
"Oh yeah... come all over my face," she moaned, stroking his shaft and kissing the head again and again. "Oh yes... so much cum."
He relaxed a second when he finished cumming, breathing heavily still, but feeling so much better, so tired.
Emmanuelle was slowly squeezing his cock, pulling it to the tip, to let it dribble out onto her lips and tongue. Then she used her fingers to gather his cum from her face and bring it into her eager mouth.
"Mmmmm... See what I mean? I felt your cock head throbbing against my lips... just spraying your cum out... all over me. I made a mess, didn't I," she giggled. "You can hardly blame me. I know you needed me to do it."
She kissed and released his cock, then pulled his underwear and pajama shorts back up before moving back into her place in the bed.
"We'll both feel so good all day long," she said with a relaxing sigh. "I cannot wait until the next time we get to play... to feel your cock parting my lips again. Good night, baby. Go back to sleep and have sweet dreams." She kissed him and then lay on her pillow again.
"Good night," Vince said softly. "God, what you do to me," he whispered, shaking his head as he turned off the light and settled back into his pillow again.
*****
Vince's alarm went off at 8:00am and he turned over to turn it off, wishing it was all just a bad dream. He didn't want to have to go to school today. He just wanted to stay here, with Emmanuelle.
