Looking back to snog that is close to my heart today where the lady takes charge of the shit, retiring guy.
“Kiss me.” She whispers in a voice barely louder than a breath Her mellow green eyes fix on mine as I tilt forward. She encourages me wordlessly on with the lustful spark in her eye. Oh please God let it be lustful and not disgusted or faintly amused. I suck at reading people, I really do.
My lips touch hers and the worry slips away from my mind. I’m now consumed with the sweet pressure of her lips on mine and the undulation of our mouths as we kiss. I’m tense at first, stiff and rigid, but with gentle movements and great patience her lips break through the barrier and my mouth slips open. I groan deep in my chest as her tongue darts inside of me. It feels so intimate, as if I am being fucked by her tongue.
“And this,” she says, pulling away from my lips and giving me a moment to breathe, “is where my real talent lies. Would you like to see more of my oral technique?”
I am struck dumb; well dumber than usual. I just manage to incline my head in a slight nod. “Good, let’s play a game. I love games.”
She jumps up from the couch and, waving her hand up like she cupping the air, she signals me to do the same. I stand in front of her and she smiles.
“Good.” She drops to her knees. “Have you got a timer on your watch?” She is pulling at my zip and I still can’t quite believe this happening. “Okay, get it ready and when I say go, press it.” She draws the zip down and quickly moves to the button, popping open and pulling down my jeans, with my boxers going at the same time.
“Nice,” she hisses and I feel incredibly exposed as well as turne on. My cock is rock hard and I barely worry about her reaction to my curved stomach.
“Go!” she yells and as I press the timer button on my watch, she swallows the length of my cock. I yelp and groan as her lips slip and slide up and down. My mind is white-hot arousal and my knees buck under the strain. All I can feel is her mouth and the heat in my crotch. With every stroke and flick I move closer to coming. I try to hold back, but she really is good with her mouth.
“Gonna come,” I gasp. , I’m ultra-surprised when she clamps her mouth even tighter around my cock. I can’t imagine why she’d wan to taste me like that but I find the idea incredibly arousing. I can’t think and I can barely breathe. My balls ache and my dick just can’t take any more pleasure. I come, screaming and thrusting my hips forward. Her gentle suction draws the liquid from my balls and when she’s drained the last drop she gasps.
“So, how long did I take?”
I remember my watch, look at it and deduct ten seconds because I wasn’t paying attention. “Two minutes and forty-three seconds.”
“I’ll have to try harder next time.” Her eyes twinkle as she winks and I really just don’t know what to say.
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