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Teasing
I would so love to apologize properly for teasing, so I quickly knelt down and made sure my eyes were respectfully downcast. I kept my lips apart, and moistened them with just the tip of my tongue. Allow me to whisper just how sorry I am, again and again in a small, soft voice to let you know how seriously I take your displeasure. Most of all I am sorry I can't really show you just exactly how much I would like to plead my case kneeling in front of you. But then my attitude would show and I would let my eyes slowly meet yours and you would see the hunger and the gleam. You would hear my glee, and probably watch me bite my lip to keep from appearing overly eager.
I would so love to apologize properly for teasing, so I quickly knelt down and made sure my eyes were respectfully downcast. I kept my lips apart, and moistened them with just the tip of my tongue. Allow me to whisper just how sorry I am, again and again in a small, soft voice to let you know how seriously I take your displeasure. Most of all I am sorry I can't really show you just exactly how much I would like to plead my case kneeling in front of you. But then my attitude would show and I would let my eyes slowly meet yours and you would see the hunger and the gleam. You would hear my glee, and probably watch me bite my lip to keep from appearing overly eager.
If you ever need any help.... I never have but would love to try
I've written before on oral pleasures and my proclivity for giving them. I so love a passionate soixante neuf but the stimulation I receive from servicing a man is foreplay enough for me to end up with my bottom in the air and my lover's strong hands grasping my waist as he holds a hank of my hair and drills my box.
I often fantasize about giving head to my lover and my body responds beautifully to the idea itself. I would love to be waiting for him after he arrives home after a long day. Maybe I'm in the kitchen preparing a sumptuous apres lovemaking dinner, wearing nothing but an apron and heels.
I hear the door close and he's behind me, nuzzling my neck and ears as I wiggle my bottom against his pants. I can smell his freshly laundered shirt mingled with his male scent and a bit of sweat and the amber soap he uses and I swoon, placing the stirring spoon down and turning the heat to low on the stove as I'm heating up.
I move to a countertop and hoist myself up as he steps up close, his hands coming to rest on my curvy hips, his eyes on my breasts, their erect nipples pointing up, wanting his tongue licking them firmly and his fingertips upon them, pinching and caressing.
I begin loosening his tie and we kiss, our lips meeting closed but parting to let tongues dance. He's pressed up against the counter as his hands slide up my hips, up my sides and around to my breasts. Caressing and kissing, caressing and kissing. Maybe he bends his head to take a hardened nipple into his warm mouth. His lips suck insistently and as I begin to undulate my body, squirming in enjoyment, he pulls away. The cool air floats across the hardened wet tips, making them peaks of pleasure and I arch my back but he has other plans.
He crooks his finger and beckons me off the countertop. I hop off and he unties my apron and gestures to the living room where I stand in the center of the room, naked, hands behind my back. I know the drill, though. He removes his tie and I begin unbuttoning his shirt while looking at him from under my eyelashes. I bite my lip as I begin unbuttoning the cuffs of his shirt.
I'm aroused. I can feel my mouth begin to water with the anticipation of this act. I've shaved my girl parts this morning so they're smooth save for the little strip he loves to stroke and tug on. I squeeze my legs together, the smooth lips stimulating my swelling clitoris, and help him off with his shirt.
He stands, his strong arms and chest and furry belly aphrodisiacs to my wanton desire. All I can think about is that big hard smooth cock throbbing in my warm wet mouth. I love the feel of a swollen smooth cock head pushing against the back of my throat. I especially look forward to that moment of divinity when I feel that unmistakable pulse before jet after jet of delicious spunk begins pouring down my throat. I can orgasm with a little stimulation-- a well-placed heel under my kitty or a finger rubbing my love button. I've done it before and it's a purely blissful, indulgent moment when my pussy walls are contracting and his cock is pouring forth a torrent of delicious tasting cream.
I undo his belt and pants, sliding them down and reveling in his boxer briefs, which mold his muscular quads and ass oh, so well and which showcase his beautiful bulge. I love how the cotton is stretched to its limits when his erection grows and pushes the material up and out. The outline of his organ and the sometimes wet spot from leakage make me swoon once again.
I'm kneeling, naked save for my heels. He is stroking my hair and face and I'm kissing that bulge and licking it through the material. My hands are behind my back like the good girl he wants me to be and I relish the sensation of my hair being gathered into a pony tail and pulled up ever so gently but sometimes yanked in passion and release. My nipples are erect and my pussy is aching to be filled, aching for a finger or two or a big cock plunged inside, poking around my G spot while another finger or tongue flickers over my button but for now, the anticipation combined with the act of servicing my lover is enough to almost cause me to orgasm without any touching on either of our parts.
I'm mouthing that big bulge, actually soaking the material of his boxer briefs so it clings to his stiffness. I can smell and taste his arousal through the wet cotton and I sniff his balls and kiss them then suck and kiss his thighs before hooking my hands under the waistband of his briefs and pulling them down. I'm allowed to do this once the cotton is saturated with my saliva.
His cock never fails to bring me to my knees, quite literally! The sight of it causes me to gasp and sigh as if I've never seen such a thing of beauty and eroticism before. I gaze up at him as his hands massage my neck and I begin kissing every inch of his stiffness from the head down to his balls and back up again. Little flurries of soft wet warm kisses up and down, down and up. I run my nose up and down, from his soft spongy cock head to his ball sac and back up, inhaling and breathing in his arousing scent.
I stop and gaze adoringly up at him. His hips thrust out and and I resume my kisses but add my tongue this time. I lick up and down on the steel shaft, tracing every vein, licking and swirling my talented tongue but stopping short of that sensitive ridge where his cock head meets his shaft. I lick his balls, bathing them in my saliva and run my tongue up again right to that lip. I deftly trace around it, gently holding his erection in my soft hands. I begin flickering my tongue, thumping that ridge- shaft, ridge, cock head; shaft, ridge, cock head. Over and over I perform my ministrations before enveloping his swollen purple cock head, which is now leaking his delicious pre-cum, manna for me. I lap it up while gazing up at him and begin my loving touches and licks all over again, starting with the kisses, licks and thumping.
I alternate with sucking of his shaft not taking it down my throat, but only applying my lips to different portions of his hardness and sucking prettily whilst still looking up at him. I do the same with his balls and then his cock head. He tastes and smells divine.
He knows what comes next so he reclines on the couch while I kneel alongside and spread his strong legs. I bend my head and begin licking that sweetness between his balls and ass. One hand holds his cock and caresses it up and down, up and down, my hand coming up and over his leaking cock head. Licking more fervently now, I let my tongue drift lower to his asshole and tease it, poking and licking, thumping and strumming as my hand begins milking his cock.
Now the grand finale. I rise up and take his perfect penis in my mouth, all the way down my throat. I use the phrase gag in pleasure quite a bit but it happens that way for me. I find it extremely pleasurable to be dominated this way- to have a stiff cock down my throat, a pulsing leaking cock head pushing against my tonsils. I love when he becomes more insistent. He doesn't want me to pull away and I want to continue but for added measure, he grabs my head and my hair and keeps my head down and my mouth upon his cock as his hips move. Both my mouth and his hips help him obtain his release and again, that jerk that precedes the torrent of sweet spunk triggers my own arousal and desires even more so I am totally ready for more lovemaking once he regains his strength and composure.
Another lovely ending is when I'm kneeling and he prises my mouth open and commands me to stick my tongue out so he can shoot onto my tongue and into my mouth. I also love being covered in goo so either I can scoop it up and lick it off or he can just rub it into my skin.
I often fantasize about giving head to my lover and my body responds beautifully to the idea itself. I would love to be waiting for him after he arrives home after a long day. Maybe I'm in the kitchen preparing a sumptuous apres lovemaking dinner, wearing nothing but an apron and heels.
I hear the door close and he's behind me, nuzzling my neck and ears as I wiggle my bottom against his pants. I can smell his freshly laundered shirt mingled with his male scent and a bit of sweat and the amber soap he uses and I swoon, placing the stirring spoon down and turning the heat to low on the stove as I'm heating up.
I move to a countertop and hoist myself up as he steps up close, his hands coming to rest on my curvy hips, his eyes on my breasts, their erect nipples pointing up, wanting his tongue licking them firmly and his fingertips upon them, pinching and caressing.
I begin loosening his tie and we kiss, our lips meeting closed but parting to let tongues dance. He's pressed up against the counter as his hands slide up my hips, up my sides and around to my breasts. Caressing and kissing, caressing and kissing. Maybe he bends his head to take a hardened nipple into his warm mouth. His lips suck insistently and as I begin to undulate my body, squirming in enjoyment, he pulls away. The cool air floats across the hardened wet tips, making them peaks of pleasure and I arch my back but he has other plans.
He crooks his finger and beckons me off the countertop. I hop off and he unties my apron and gestures to the living room where I stand in the center of the room, naked, hands behind my back. I know the drill, though. He removes his tie and I begin unbuttoning his shirt while looking at him from under my eyelashes. I bite my lip as I begin unbuttoning the cuffs of his shirt.
I'm aroused. I can feel my mouth begin to water with the anticipation of this act. I've shaved my girl parts this morning so they're smooth save for the little strip he loves to stroke and tug on. I squeeze my legs together, the smooth lips stimulating my swelling clitoris, and help him off with his shirt.
He stands, his strong arms and chest and furry belly aphrodisiacs to my wanton desire. All I can think about is that big hard smooth cock throbbing in my warm wet mouth. I love the feel of a swollen smooth cock head pushing against the back of my throat. I especially look forward to that moment of divinity when I feel that unmistakable pulse before jet after jet of delicious spunk begins pouring down my throat. I can orgasm with a little stimulation-- a well-placed heel under my kitty or a finger rubbing my love button. I've done it before and it's a purely blissful, indulgent moment when my pussy walls are contracting and his cock is pouring forth a torrent of delicious tasting cream.
I undo his belt and pants, sliding them down and reveling in his boxer briefs, which mold his muscular quads and ass oh, so well and which showcase his beautiful bulge. I love how the cotton is stretched to its limits when his erection grows and pushes the material up and out. The outline of his organ and the sometimes wet spot from leakage make me swoon once again.
I'm kneeling, naked save for my heels. He is stroking my hair and face and I'm kissing that bulge and licking it through the material. My hands are behind my back like the good girl he wants me to be and I relish the sensation of my hair being gathered into a pony tail and pulled up ever so gently but sometimes yanked in passion and release. My nipples are erect and my pussy is aching to be filled, aching for a finger or two or a big cock plunged inside, poking around my G spot while another finger or tongue flickers over my button but for now, the anticipation combined with the act of servicing my lover is enough to almost cause me to orgasm without any touching on either of our parts.
I'm mouthing that big bulge, actually soaking the material of his boxer briefs so it clings to his stiffness. I can smell and taste his arousal through the wet cotton and I sniff his balls and kiss them then suck and kiss his thighs before hooking my hands under the waistband of his briefs and pulling them down. I'm allowed to do this once the cotton is saturated with my saliva.
His cock never fails to bring me to my knees, quite literally! The sight of it causes me to gasp and sigh as if I've never seen such a thing of beauty and eroticism before. I gaze up at him as his hands massage my neck and I begin kissing every inch of his stiffness from the head down to his balls and back up again. Little flurries of soft wet warm kisses up and down, down and up. I run my nose up and down, from his soft spongy cock head to his ball sac and back up, inhaling and breathing in his arousing scent.
I stop and gaze adoringly up at him. His hips thrust out and and I resume my kisses but add my tongue this time. I lick up and down on the steel shaft, tracing every vein, licking and swirling my talented tongue but stopping short of that sensitive ridge where his cock head meets his shaft. I lick his balls, bathing them in my saliva and run my tongue up again right to that lip. I deftly trace around it, gently holding his erection in my soft hands. I begin flickering my tongue, thumping that ridge- shaft, ridge, cock head; shaft, ridge, cock head. Over and over I perform my ministrations before enveloping his swollen purple cock head, which is now leaking his delicious pre-cum, manna for me. I lap it up while gazing up at him and begin my loving touches and licks all over again, starting with the kisses, licks and thumping.
I alternate with sucking of his shaft not taking it down my throat, but only applying my lips to different portions of his hardness and sucking prettily whilst still looking up at him. I do the same with his balls and then his cock head. He tastes and smells divine.
He knows what comes next so he reclines on the couch while I kneel alongside and spread his strong legs. I bend my head and begin licking that sweetness between his balls and ass. One hand holds his cock and caresses it up and down, up and down, my hand coming up and over his leaking cock head. Licking more fervently now, I let my tongue drift lower to his asshole and tease it, poking and licking, thumping and strumming as my hand begins milking his cock.
Now the grand finale. I rise up and take his perfect penis in my mouth, all the way down my throat. I use the phrase gag in pleasure quite a bit but it happens that way for me. I find it extremely pleasurable to be dominated this way- to have a stiff cock down my throat, a pulsing leaking cock head pushing against my tonsils. I love when he becomes more insistent. He doesn't want me to pull away and I want to continue but for added measure, he grabs my head and my hair and keeps my head down and my mouth upon his cock as his hips move. Both my mouth and his hips help him obtain his release and again, that jerk that precedes the torrent of sweet spunk triggers my own arousal and desires even more so I am totally ready for more lovemaking once he regains his strength and composure.
Another lovely ending is when I'm kneeling and he prises my mouth open and commands me to stick my tongue out so he can shoot onto my tongue and into my mouth. I also love being covered in goo so either I can scoop it up and lick it off or he can just rub it into my skin.
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subish2009
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Yeah, I loved that! Well done, girl!
daus42
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I WANT !!!
Daus, you can have, whenever you want.
Thank you, Subish!
Thank you, SirLeo!
Thank you, sweet Neci!
DeepGreenEyes
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I concur, kat. Bravo. 
celticsunspiral
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I have to say I love this thread. It makes me hot every time I open it.
ToPleaseHim
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I have to say I love this thread. It makes me hot every time I open it.
QFT. I agree completely!
I have to say I love this thread. It makes me hot every time I open it.
feel the same
Lizzie_Borden
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Cricket and cocksucking. A nice way to spend an evening.
Come on aussie, come on.
Come on aussie, come on.
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SirLeo
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And I wish it was Me with you!
(w Lady C'sconsent of course)
My pussy is drooling with desire, Sir Leo.
Jena, Lady Claire's naughty little slut
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Unfortunately, I can only imagine the sight, smell and taste of that delicious pussy, and the feel of it wrapped around My hard thick shaft.....
Dam you slut! you've caused a hijack to occur.... There must be punishment!
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