All I have known for the past several years now was having the companionship of my faithful toy to give the pleasure I needed in the morning (twice) and in the evening (at least three times). Today was no different. Unbeknownst to me it was going to be different and the best day I’ve had in a very long time.
As I was lying in the bed, with the music in the background, bare and unaware of what surrounded me, I began moving my hands up and down the length of my body, squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples and slowly making my way to my clit. I was completely wet before I even got started. My nipples were hard as a rock and my pussy was drenched with desire. Closing my eyes, I could only imagine the man I desired watching me get hotter with every move I made.
I opened my eyes and to my surprise and total delight, there he was. This time it was real. Or was it? He was standing at the foot of my bed between my legs, which were spread open for only him to see. I closed my eyes again and I could feel his soft, gentle hands slowly moving onto my thighs so he would be better able to see that I was just about wetter than I’d ever been. I tried to edge my glistening pussy closer to him, but his hand forced me to stop. There I could feel his fingers inside me and his thumb rubbing my clit.
I immediately exploded just like the ocean rushes to shore. I came so quickly and so hard there was barely enough time to give him warning. And as he felt my pussy pulsating on his fingers, his tongue moved inside me as deep as he was able to go. I could feel him moving his tongue throughout my whole body. The soft gentle flickers sent me soaring and begging for more and wanting anything he could give me. As he attempted to lick me dry, I came again, all over his face. This time he finger fucked me as hard as he could. I wasn’t getting enough and I knew that I needed more.
All it took was the look in his eyes, so blue they paralyzed you to an extreme, and the word “No” didn’t exist. He knew exactly what I wanted and what I needed, just as if he had known his whole life.
Slowly he moved closer, my juices dripping all over his face. As I took him closer to my body I began tasting the juices from my pussy off of his delicious and drenched lips. That smooth, creamy, familiar taste placed my sexual drive into high gear. Slowly he spread my legs farther apart and up as high as they would go. Gently he placed his large hard dick inside me. I could feel the head make its way past my wet clit and slide between my glistening lips. He would make his way in deeper, moving up and down and going deeper and deeper each time. So deep I could feel his massiveness pounding at my cervix. The deeper he went the harder he pounded. I knew he couldn’t last long, but I wasn’t going to waste his best inside me. I was only getting hotter just thinking of him coming inside my mouth. I wanted to taste him and me together. I hardly had any patience left and my desire was only getting stronger.
At this thought, I came again this time was larger and longer. The intensity was so strong that just as he squeezed my nipples I was able to come again. I could feel his hard dick getting ever harder as the walls of my pussy collapsed all around him.
Just then he pulled himself out of me, and placed his firm, soaking wet dick close to my lips. Opening my mouth slightly, I raised my tongue up and moved it gently from the tip all the way down to his balls. The enjoyment he received from this caused him to arch his back with the attempt to force himself into my mouth. I slowly moved my hands up and down the full length of his dick. My lips met with the head, oozing with juice, letting me know his orgasm was almost near. As my lips passed over his dick, it found its way to back of the mouth, and without any hesitation, beyond my tongue and down my throat he went. Not giving it up, I slowly moved my head back and forth, all the way up, putting my lips at the tip and going back down again. This continued on for several minutes, and the more I sucked on his dick the harder he got.
Just as I went back down on him one more time, he exploded in the back of my throat like a waterfall hitting a flat rock. As he came, I came too and I slowly moved my mouth up the length of him, tasting every bit and not wasting one drop. As I moved further down I could feel his throbbing in the back on my mouth and around my swollen wet lips. His taste was thick and as sweet as anything could be imagined. He thought he was done, but I wasn’t finished. . . M.T., Tacoma, Washington