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For the evening session, I gave her a choice. And it was totally her choice. There was no control implied. There was no manipulation. Just pick one, and that’s what will happen. The choices were simple : I will fuck you like I hate you ….. or ….. You must make yourself cum by just sucking my cock.
I was pleasantly surprised when she batted her eyes and said, “Daddy, I want to try to make myself cum just by sucking you off.”
We agreed on a time, and as the clock struck 7 PM, she came in wearing the skimpiest thong and red high heels. She paused as she posed in front of me. “Do these heels do anything for you, Daddy?!” She twirled each of her nipples as she spoke. She made eye contact and slowly ran her tongue from the lower right corner of her lips, across her upper lip, and ended at her lower left side - barely touching her pouty bottom lip. Her tongue would make Gene Simmons jealous.
While I was sitting on my leather couch, she knelt before me and put her hands on my knees, slowly massaging my legs up to my thighs. She gently kissed my quads as she slowly and purposefully made her way to her destination. Her left hand reached up and gently cupped my crotch. I saw her smile and I heard a slight moan. She put her hand to her side, and with my pants still on, she put her mouth where her hand had just been. She took her time. She inhaled, and, realizing she was going thru a pair of jeans, exhaled her breath slowly onto the crotch of my jeans. Holy shit! Her breath was hot and steamy and her face looked like she enjoyed it more than I did.
She slithered her body up further onto mine, pressing her heaving breasts onto my chest. She slowly unbuttoned my shirt as she softly kissed my neck. Her hands were warm to the touch and her breath hotter than a two dollar pistol. I rolled my head back slightly, she kissed and bit her way to the side of my neck. She moved her leg so that now she was straddling my right thigh. She rubbed her pussy softly onto my right thigh as she kissed. As she licked slowly from the nape my neck to my left nipple, she’d move her pussy from my thigh to practically my right knee. Slowly and deliberately teasing both of us. Her eyes were closed as her teeth bit my nipple. Her thong was wet against my leg.
She slowly kissed lower and lower. Now, I was in jeans and she’d opened my shirt. She undid my leather buckle and gently pulled me out of my jeans and my boxers, exposing a rather large erection. I just wanted her to finish me. Oh my, this was hot.
She went to her knees as she lowered her head to my inner thigh. I could feel her cheeks on both my thigh and my testicles. She moaned and kissed there, pressing her skin into mine.
She licked just underneath my balls, then almost a straight line to the opposite side, where she did the same thing. Her hands slowly roaming from my stomach to my inner thigh on the opposite side. I noticed that as she positioned herself in front of me, she was pressing her thighs tightly together. She understood that she couldn’t touch herself. I noticed that for a time she would press her thighs together hard and then release for a moment. It was sensual to watch.
Her face looked like a porn star. She had a glow about her. She looked mesmerized, intent on not only pleasing me, but getting herself off as decided.
She reached gently for my balls. Her tongue circled them then licked back to that small area of real estate between the anus the balls. She put one of her fingers in her mouth and then reached up and used that moistened finger to circle my nipples. She occasionally put the finger back into her mouth to keep that finger salivated.
With her other hand she began gently tugging on my balls. As she did, I noticed a rather large goblet of precum ooze out of the slit of my penis. She let it run down the side of my shaft. I heard her legs shift tightly together and another moan. Her eyes closed as she flicked my nipples.
She began the long slow journey up my Yule log. Her tongue slowly ran from my salivated balls, following my vein up to the cap of my circumcised cock. My bulbous head pulsating and my pee hole was opening and closing like a baby bird needing fed. I saw her smile during the constant eye contact, and between her legs was dripping.
Her tongue flicked the head playfully, paying special attention to the scar where the skin joins together. With each soft flicker of her tongue, my raging hard on danced with life. With her left hand she has to hold the base of that long shaft, keeping it steady.
With precision she began kissing my pole from bottom to top. She kissed and wetted every inch. Every curve, every cum filled vein. She licked vertically up and down ever so slowly with a grin on her face that seemed to say, “I am so enjoying this!” To be honest, at this point I just wanted her throat. I wanted finished. I needed a release. On the other hand, I thoroughly enjoyed watching her. The pleasure she was receiving gave me joy. I could see her squeezing her legs together. I asked her, “Are you close, my pet?” She smeared her wet smile up my shaft as she responded, “Would you like to see how close I am, Daddy?”
With that, she eased her luscious body upside down onto mine in a feverish 69 position. I remained seated, she put a thigh on each side of my face, and her bald, quivering pussy was now inches from my eyes.
She still held the base of my cock, and she began to explore its erect terrain with slow up and down sucking motions. Her pussy, which had been pressed together for so long, was now free. She smelled heavenly and I couldn’t see her clit was swollen and ready.
She would slowly take my helmet in her mouth and, while keeping her tongue against the backside, lowered her face all the way down. When on each thrust, my cock found the back of her throat, she would squeeze my shaft at the base. She’s upside down 69ing my cock in a chair while her pussy is shaking uncontrollably right before my eyes.
What I really wanted to do is tongue fuck that delectable snatch, but this was something she needed to do on her own. I watched in amazement as I was able to see rivers of moisture drip from each pouty cunt lip. As I watched, I moaned ever so slightly. My balls were soaking wet from her saliva, so she had no trouble sticking a finger into my ass. She massaged my prostate as she sucked me. When her mouth was at just the tip of my cock, her middle finger was barely in. But when she was all the way down and my cock was buried in her throat, that wiggling finger was in to the second knuckle.
“Daddy,” she said, “It’s happening ! I’m cumming !” I could feel her smile on my dick, an ever so soft teething on my Johnson. I opened my eyes to see this beautiful, untouched pussy cum by itself. It seemed as it invisible fingers were slowly spreading the lips apart. Her clit was insanely swollen and each lip folded in place like a napkin. This pussy was obviously self destructing. Moisture came out of the corners of her box like a break at a river dam. She kept time with her own gyrations matching her mouth strokes on my dick. She stuffed it all in her mouth, stretched her tongue for my balls, and closed her eyes. She held there for what seemed like an eternity. I watched her pussy spasm and squirm as my cock was about to spew into her throat gallons of pent up sperm. Sensing that I was about to explode threw her over the edge. She came hard, just over my face. Hard enough to squirt without being touched. As fluids drained from deep inside her I selfishly watched. I felt her throat. I felt her grip on my cock. With each stroke she was seemingly saying, “I want your cum ! I want your cock !” I could hold back no longer. And as she received my massive load, she came again, knowing all that she had accomplished. My hot, sticky cum mixed with her saliva, and her pussy sprayed warmth onto my face and neck. We were exhausted. Physically and mentally. We stayed in this position, fluids leaking from both of us.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, my pet?”
“Can we do one more thing ?”
“What is it, cum slut?”
“Daddy, fuck me like you hate me !”
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Why does people delete their profiles after they write these great stories.
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