between her teeth.
Her words finally hit me and the dam that had been holding
me back breaks and I’m upon her as if someone who has found a field of French
fries after not eating for a week.
I kiss her, taking a fistful of her hair in my hand and tug
her head back, exposing her slender neck. I lick along the length of her neck,
feeling it throb against my tongue. I bring my free hand up to cup her tit
through the lace of her bra and feel her nipple hard against my palm, so I roll
it gently between my fingers.
I reach behind her and unclasp her bra, uncovering her perky
boobs. I stare at them for a moment, reveling in their perfection, then put her
nipple in my mouth.
She moans softly and slides her hands down the front of my
shirt, unbuttoning the remainder of the buttons, then slips it off my shoulders
and onto the floor. She rubs her hands along my chest and stomach, which I
consciously suck in a bit.
I keep her pebbled nipple in my mouth, sucking and twirling
my tongue against it. Her hands reach down and stroke my cock through the
outside of my pants. I can feel my boxers getting wet from my pre-cum.
I pick her up and put her on my desk. I bend down, my mouth
on her panties. I’m sucking on the wet spot, as I run my hands up her smooth,
muscular legs. She moans. Her eyes are closed. I can taste her sweet juices
through the lace, but I want more. I want to feel her lips against my mouth, my
tongue. I want to stick my tongue inside her and retrieve more, taste more.
I reach the top of her underwear with my hands and try to
pull it down, but they won’t move.
So I rip them off her.
Fuck, yes.
Her pussy is freshly waxed. Her clit is peeking out,
imploring me to suck it. She raises her hips, but I don’t put my mouth on her
clit. Yet.
My arms are wrapped around her thighs. I pull her ass toward
me so I have a better grip on her, more control of her.
I run my hands up her thighs and nuzzle the inside of her
legs. She moves, trying to force my mouth on her cunt, but instead I run my
tongue alongside it.
She groans with what I can only assume is mock frustration,
so I place my lips against her pussy, but do not apply any pressure. I open her
legs wide and run my tongue along the length of her cunt. I slip my tongue in
and out of her slit, varying the pace and direction of my tongue.
I move to her clit, hovering over it and gently humming. I
flick it with my tongue and put two fingers deep inside her, loving how wet I
have made her. I take her clit in my mouth, sucking gently, then harder as I
feel her begin to shake. My fingers move more quickly as she rises against my
mouth, her pussy clenching against my fingers as she comes. I press my tongue
along the underside of her clit, keeping my lip on the top and bury my fingers
deeper inside her.
After her breathing slows, I pull out my glistening fingers
and Elizabeth slides off the desk and drops to her knees on the floor.
Still shaking, Elizabeth’s hands find my leather belt,
undoes it and my pants and boxers drop.
With her mouth just inches from my cock, there is no hiding
how much I want her. Her tongue flicks forward to lick the pre-cum off the end
of my dick. She closes her eyes as if savoring it. When she opens them, she
looks greedily at my cock and tongues the sides of it, avoiding the head.
I grin. She is playing my teasing game and I love it.
She covers my entire dick with her tongue, licking under the
ridge of the head. She moves along the length of my shaft and then reaches my
balls.
No one I have ever been with has known how to handle my
nuts, but so far so good.
She licks my left ball and then takes it into her mouth,
softly sucking on it while tickling my right ball with her fingernails. She
then slides the right one into her warm mouth and gently sucks and uses her
tongue to twirl around them.
The head of my cock pools with pre-cum and she stops
tea-bagging me to lick it off, swallowing it like a reward.
Hovering her mouth over my cock,
Her words finally hit me and the dam that had been holding
me back breaks and I’m upon her as if someone who has found a field of French
fries after not eating for a week.
I kiss her, taking a fistful of her hair in my hand and tug
her head back, exposing her slender neck. I lick along the length of her neck,
feeling it throb against my tongue. I bring my free hand up to cup her tit
through the lace of her bra and feel her nipple hard against my palm, so I roll
it gently between my fingers.
I reach behind her and unclasp her bra, uncovering her perky
boobs. I stare at them for a moment, reveling in their perfection, then put her
nipple in my mouth.
She moans softly and slides her hands down the front of my
shirt, unbuttoning the remainder of the buttons, then slips it off my shoulders
and onto the floor. She rubs her hands along my chest and stomach, which I
consciously suck in a bit.
I keep her pebbled nipple in my mouth, sucking and twirling
my tongue against it. Her hands reach down and stroke my cock through the
outside of my pants. I can feel my boxers getting wet from my pre-cum.
I pick her up and put her on my desk. I bend down, my mouth
on her panties. I’m sucking on the wet spot, as I run my hands up her smooth,
muscular legs. She moans. Her eyes are closed. I can taste her sweet juices
through the lace, but I want more. I want to feel her lips against my mouth, my
tongue. I want to stick my tongue inside her and retrieve more, taste more.
I reach the top of her underwear with my hands and try to
pull it down, but they won’t move.
So I rip them off her.
Fuck, yes.
Her pussy is freshly waxed. Her clit is peeking out,
imploring me to suck it. She raises her hips, but I don’t put my mouth on her
clit. Yet.
My arms are wrapped around her thighs. I pull her ass toward
me so I have a better grip on her, more control of her.
I run my hands up her thighs and nuzzle the inside of her
legs. She moves, trying to force my mouth on her cunt, but instead I run my
tongue alongside it.
She groans with what I can only assume is mock frustration,
so I place my lips against her pussy, but do not apply any pressure. I open her
legs wide and run my tongue along the length of her cunt. I slip my tongue in
and out of her slit, varying the pace and direction of my tongue.
I move to her clit, hovering over it and gently humming. I
flick it with my tongue and put two fingers deep inside her, loving how wet I
have made her. I take her clit in my mouth, sucking gently, then harder as I
feel her begin to shake. My fingers move more quickly as she rises against my
mouth, her pussy clenching against my fingers as she comes. I press my tongue
along the underside of her clit, keeping my lip on the top and bury my fingers
deeper inside her.
After her breathing slows, I pull out my glistening fingers
and Elizabeth slides off the desk and drops to her knees on the floor.
Still shaking, Elizabeth’s hands find my leather belt,
undoes it and my pants and boxers drop.
With her mouth just inches from my cock, there is no hiding
how much I want her. Her tongue flicks forward to lick the pre-cum off the end
of my dick. She closes her eyes as if savoring it. When she opens them, she
looks greedily at my cock and tongues the sides of it, avoiding the head.
I grin. She is playing my teasing game and I love it.
She covers my entire dick with her tongue, licking under the
ridge of the head. She moves along the length of my shaft and then reaches my
balls.
No one I have ever been with has known how to handle my
nuts, but so far so good.
She licks my left ball and then takes it into her mouth,
softly sucking on it while tickling my right ball with her fingernails. She
then slides the right one into her warm mouth and gently sucks and uses her
tongue to twirl around them.
The head of my cock pools with pre-cum and she stops
tea-bagging me to lick it off, swallowing it like a reward.
Hovering her mouth over my cock,