We laid next to each other in bed, just catching our breath after that awesome oral session. I couldn’t believe that I had just sucked a nice big cock for the first time in years. I was getting turned on again just thinking about it. Then, I looked over to get a good glimpse of the cock that was just in my mouth. I reached over and touched him gently. He smiled and began to get hard in my hand, then jumped up and said, “let’s go smoke some more.” Fine with me, and I followed him back into the living room, both of us naked. We pulled some nice tubes and the combination of the weed, our nakedness and collective desire conspired to make us both start to get hard again.
This was my “moment” so I decided to seize it further and dropped to my knees, wrapped my hand around a now rock hard cock and began to lick his hot engorged head. I could still taste remnants of his cum and it made me even hotter. I began to fondle his now loose balls while slowly taking more of him into my mouth. His balls were nice and big and felt good in my fingertips. I now had him in my throat and was working his amazing cock in and out of my mouth, taking him as deep as I could, then sliding him all the way our, licking around his head, then taking him deep once more. Like the last time, I reveled in the taste of his pre-cum, fawning over his cock like a slave, wanting him to keep leaking that copious pre-cum onto my tongue, adding to the wetness of my mouth and throat which was now salivating to the point that our combined juices were running down his shaft and soaking his balls which I continued to tumble in my hand.
Suddenly, he pulled me up to a standing position and kissed me deeply, ramming his tongue almost into my throat and hungrily tasting himself there. My cock was now straining at the seams and he began to stroke me as we kissed passionately. He began to lick and suck my neck and slid up and tongued my ear and nibbled on my lobe. I was in ecstasy, loving every moment, every sensation when he whispered huskily in my ear.
“Come back to the bedroom with me. I want you to try something.”
I did the only thing I could do at this moment. I obeyed and followed him back. He laid me on the bed and started licking my cock which was by this time soaked with cum drooling out of my head. He lapped up this abundant juice, deep throated my entire length, then began gently sucking my balls. He then licked his way to my ass and began probing me with his hot, wet tongue. I never had had a real cock inside of me. I had only played with my wife’s vibrator when she was away. I liked the feeling and had fucked myself furiously at times, getting all of her vibrator inside of me without too much pain, but I had been afraid to doing “the real thing” ever since I had made the decision to see this man that night. I had been worried that he might want to fuck and unsure if I would or could go through with it. My fantasy, the thing that always turned me on, was sucking a nice hard, thick, long cock, worshipping a man with my mouth and tongue, extracting his cum so I could taste it and swallow it. Well, I had already accomplished that goal and really just wanted to suck him some more, but his tongue was really exciting me.
