The hardness of you in my mouth.
You gasp.
Groan.
Living in this exact moment. Just taking in all the pleasure.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” you look down at me with a huge grin.
I somewhat smile with my mouth full.
I grab you at the base, pulling my head back, swallowing my own saliva.
“Right? This is the most delicious cock I have ever had. I just want to stay here forever.”
“Well…I wouldn’t object to that,” you smile, already bending your head back, grinning.
Your hands grip the edge of the kitchen counter.
I know all the moves and spots that would make you cum in seconds.
I could write a book about your cock. But I want to go slowly today.
Which means - comfort. I can’t have you standing in the kitchen. I stand up. You look at me, confused.
“That forever was quite…short?”
“I need you to be able to relax, fully.”
I grab your cock and guide you into the bedroom.
“Wait here,” I leave you standing in the doorway.
Your cock is out and hard, and you oblige, raising your arms and holding the doorframe with your hands. I grab the liquid-proof blanket from the closet and throw it on the bed. You move, as if to help me. I turn, raising my index finger.
“Nope, you stay there.” I pause and half-smile, “And you can continue in the meantime.”
I throw away the linens and start putting the blanket on, the soft plush side up. Comfort.
I glance at you - you’re moving your hand up and down your cock, slowly.
Watching me, your other hand still gripping the doorframe.
I finish up, throw some pillows back, and come back to you.
I stand on my tiptoes.
You’re still lazily moving your hand.
Up and down.
Up and down.
I bite your lower lip and suck it. You move your other hand to the back of my neck, then to my chin, tilting my head up.
You kiss me.
But not lazily anymore.
Hungrily.
Your hand slides to my ass, grabbing. I gasp. And get completely lost in it - your tongue on mine. Is there any better place to be?
You mumble, “I have to be inside you.” I guess there is.
You move to the bed, still holding me and still holding you. You throw me on the bed. You are all I can see as you lower yourself above me. Pull my dress up. And slide in. So easily, it seems my body was already screaming for you to come inside.
“Wait, this is not…” I start, and you pull out, questioning look on your face, eyebrows raised. “Not…what?”
“I wanted to spend an eternity on your cock, remember?”
“Well, you have to stop being so strikingly hot and fuckable then.”
And you slide back in. God, yes.
You start quick and strong, making me completely lost in pleasure. Filling me with your perfect cock. Your body’s weight pressed on my clit. I come in seconds, a stream flowing from me, making both of us wet with the delicious liquid.
You grunt. And speed up. I come twice, three times. You’re holding yourself above me, on one of your forearms. The other hand takes my thigh and moves it up so you can go even deeper.
I am just a screaming, moaning body. I think.
Or maybe I am the universe becoming and unbecoming at the same time.
You kiss me while still angling perfectly, going so deep. Our kisses are sloppy—all tongues and lips and saliva. The wet spot under me gets bigger and bigger. You grab my waist and hold me while moving us to the left, so I am sitting on top of you.
Fucking god.
You go even deeper. This angle is going to kill me. I will die right here, right now. I start riding you, grabbing any part of you I can put my hands on. I arch with pleasure. We are in perfect rhythm. You cup one of my breasts, playing with the nipple, the other hand on my waist, and you pull me closer. The hunger in your eyes. The lust. Fuck. I am melting.
I moan and scream, and you grunt and bite your lower lip as you hold my waist, so you can take over completely.
You move me off your cock, and I grunt in disagreement. I am on my back, and you are kneeling between my thighs. Hunger in your eyes, and you lick me and lick me until I am nothing more than a throbbing clit.
“More,” I moan.
You put your fingers in and make me cum for the hundredth time. The raw pleasure in your eyes, the ‘I fucking love doing this and watching you’ look on your face. I should be completely gone by now, but I need to have you in my mouth.
“Please…come up, I need to have you in my mouth,” I beg.
“Nope.” you smile. “One more?”
And you continue, making me cum again. Lost in the delicious pleasure of orgasms. I can see the smile on your face as you move up, your knees next to my head, and you fill my mouth so deep. I grab your ass. And look up at the most stunning view I have ever seen—you above me in all your glory.
I can feel you tensing.
Moaning in the ecstasy in your body.
You grab your cock at the base, move a bit, and cum—arching your back, your head bent back—into my open mouth.
You just stay there, completely lost in the release.
“Wanna lick him clean?”
“Never wanted anything more.”
You move back in, my mouth is full again. You are softer and smaller, and I use my tongue to lick you everywhere.
Then you move back, throw your leg across my body, and lie next to me, putting your arm under my head.
Your lips are on mine.
And we are a mix of our tastes.
Slowly licking each other.
And I am completely gone in the bliss.
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