Wrapping her lips upon his shaft tightly she begins to suck upon him, eyes closed as she savors the feel of his aching hardness upon her tongue. She gently swirls and rolls the fullness of her nimble appendage upon the throbbing sensitive vein tracing up his length. Trying to add to his pleasure with the movements, she tips her head a little and slides her candy pink lips down his sex as she suckles him. Rubbing the fullness of those rosy pink arches along every inch as he fills her mouth. A pulsing and receptive tip rubbing along the ridges of her upper mouth gently to feel every miniscule bump before sliding down to lightly push upon the saturated velvet of her slim throat. She moans, causing vibrations to flow up his hardness. Following the line of his sex only to continue upwards, causing the tightness of breath within his chest to increase.
Shallow air passes from his mouth as he feels his thickness swell in her tightly enveloping mouth. Round globes at the base of his sex clenching and releasing in a slight motion pushing sweet liquid upwards in his shaft. Feeling distanced, unable to understand the words from the phone still resting at his mouth and ear, he gasps again. Doing everything in his power to keep from yelling out in the joyful pleasure of her so acutely pleasing him and giving away everything. The control he has to express actually heightens his need to explode within her mouth and she knows it. Sucking a little quicker upon him, lightly rocking her head in a bobbing fashion so the golden brown strands of her thick hair brush over his firm thighs in a lover’s caress. Teasing his flesh lightly as one tress lightly curls upon his thickness, artfully wrapping to add its pleasurable touch to the motions of her delicate knowing hand and her tight damp mouth. She barely touches her teeth to him, running the pearly white hardness of those rounded whiteness against his flesh in a teasing fashion calculated to make him lose control. Not nipping, but scraping. A little roughness meant to counteract with the softness of her flower gentle lips and dancing tongue.
The scraping does it, sending him over the edge he quickly jerks and pushes his thickness harder into her mouth. Shooting a stream of creamy white seed down her neck, she drinks of him. Purring softly at the pleasure of making him not only release but climax, feeling him tremble a little with the intensity of his explosion. The jet of heat is quickly milked by her sweet tantalizing mouth, trying to capture every drop, hungry for his unique musky taste. A small groan the only sound he makes as he tries to regain his train of thoughts in order to finish business on the phone. She watches him, eyes open wide as she gently pulls him from her mouth and bathes him with long sweeps of her tongue. Cleaning every oozing morsel from his still pulsing tip with the sensitive motions of her small pink tongue. With a husky chuckle she slides from his legs and rolls off the bed, sauntering off with a pleased expression on her beautiful and flawless face. Padding towards the kitchen with a sway to her hips, a passionate motion meant to only tease him further, which it does and she knows it. Confidence in every line of her body she disappears into the kitchen to make them both steaming hot coffee, knowing they don’t need it to wake up this balmy morning.
Nov, 2003
