I have an image in my head and I need to give it life, set it free, write it down or shout it out, and shouting it out would probably be a bad idea.
She's older than me, 35 or so, I've wanted her for so long.
I'm lying down, she's above me, a few lank, sweat damp strands of her long hair stick to her cheek, brushing them away she lowers her mouth to mine.
lets rewind, go back to the start, but keeping her mouth in mind, to...
"Oh fuck yeah."
Her mouth closes around my cock, lips sliding down the shaft, already wet with precome. I reach for her, fingers tangling in her hair.
Pulling back from me she yanks my trousers fully down, tearing them from my legs, my boxers as well, discarded in the darkness. she kneals beside me, still fully clothed from work, navy skirt and white blouse. She looks me in the eye, flashing me her wicked smile before lowering her mouth again.
I writhe on the bed, held down by her hand on my chest as she fucks my cock with her mouth. wet, sloppy sounds enter the room, a mixture of come and saliva dribbling down to my balls.
It's good, the sensations rising from her hand and mouth, the base of my shaft starting to tingle and clench, too good.
"Careful," I gasp. "I'm close."
She looks up, releasing me from her mouth but continuing to stroke me slowly with a firm hand, sliding up, and down shiny wet flesh.
"That's okay," she smiles and I could just fuck her right there. "Come in my mouth."
"Ohh," is all I can say as she takes me again, I push my fingers back into her hair, twisting and holding her head but letting her keep control. Her teeth graze my shaft and I moan, fuck that's good, and I want more.
"Bite me," I hiss, and then.
"Ahhhh, fuckyes, ahh," as she does as she's told, hard little points of pressure on my shaft as she bites and nibbles me.
"Harder," I moan, arching my back as the sensations overwhelm.
She drops a hand to my balls, toying lightly with them, tickling me there, knowing this always does it for me. She looks up, mouth hard around me, there's something in her eyes tonight.
I rock my pelvis, fucking her mouth, writhing under her onslaught, it won't be long, I want it, I want to come in her.
She knows I'm close, and uses both hands to take me closer, pumping me, pumping me harder and harder, her lips sucking.
"Oh fuck, I wanna, fuck, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you..." I hiss, riding the crest to the top, fucking her mouth, fucking her mouth.
Ohhhh
yes
Jerking, clenching, paralised I come hard in her beautiful, dirty mouth. She takes it all, keeping eye contact all the while, sucking me dry.
I melt into the bed, limbs useless, hot, a little damp from sweat, coming down as she climbs me, my leaking, shrinking cock trailing along her blouse as she straddles me.
And so we're back too...this is the image that started it all...
She's above me, a few lank strands of her long hair stick to her cheek, brushing them away she lowers her mouth to mine. Her lips press, I open my mouth to her and as her tongue enters me I realise what she's doing, oh god, a hot mixture of come and saliva enters my mouth. Mixed feelings flood me, not least revulsion, yet why do I push my tongue deeper, meeting hers inside her filthy mouth, why do I welcome my bitter come inside me, why do I wish I was still hard so I could fuck this dirty woman, fuck her harder than ever before?
I know it won't be long, soon I'll be hard again and then, and then....
She breaks off, pulls back, something wild in her eyes, something glistening on her lips. She starts to speak, but I stop her, a finger on her lips, pushing between, holding her gaze. It's her turn now, oh yes...
She's older than me, 35 or so, I've wanted her for so long.
I'm lying down, she's above me, a few lank, sweat damp strands of her long hair stick to her cheek, brushing them away she lowers her mouth to mine.
lets rewind, go back to the start, but keeping her mouth in mind, to...
"Oh fuck yeah."
Her mouth closes around my cock, lips sliding down the shaft, already wet with precome. I reach for her, fingers tangling in her hair.
Pulling back from me she yanks my trousers fully down, tearing them from my legs, my boxers as well, discarded in the darkness. she kneals beside me, still fully clothed from work, navy skirt and white blouse. She looks me in the eye, flashing me her wicked smile before lowering her mouth again.
I writhe on the bed, held down by her hand on my chest as she fucks my cock with her mouth. wet, sloppy sounds enter the room, a mixture of come and saliva dribbling down to my balls.
It's good, the sensations rising from her hand and mouth, the base of my shaft starting to tingle and clench, too good.
"Careful," I gasp. "I'm close."
She looks up, releasing me from her mouth but continuing to stroke me slowly with a firm hand, sliding up, and down shiny wet flesh.
"That's okay," she smiles and I could just fuck her right there. "Come in my mouth."
"Ohh," is all I can say as she takes me again, I push my fingers back into her hair, twisting and holding her head but letting her keep control. Her teeth graze my shaft and I moan, fuck that's good, and I want more.
"Bite me," I hiss, and then.
"Ahhhh, fuckyes, ahh," as she does as she's told, hard little points of pressure on my shaft as she bites and nibbles me.
"Harder," I moan, arching my back as the sensations overwhelm.
She drops a hand to my balls, toying lightly with them, tickling me there, knowing this always does it for me. She looks up, mouth hard around me, there's something in her eyes tonight.
I rock my pelvis, fucking her mouth, writhing under her onslaught, it won't be long, I want it, I want to come in her.
She knows I'm close, and uses both hands to take me closer, pumping me, pumping me harder and harder, her lips sucking.
"Oh fuck, I wanna, fuck, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you..." I hiss, riding the crest to the top, fucking her mouth, fucking her mouth.
Ohhhh
yes
Jerking, clenching, paralised I come hard in her beautiful, dirty mouth. She takes it all, keeping eye contact all the while, sucking me dry.
I melt into the bed, limbs useless, hot, a little damp from sweat, coming down as she climbs me, my leaking, shrinking cock trailing along her blouse as she straddles me.
And so we're back too...this is the image that started it all...
She's above me, a few lank strands of her long hair stick to her cheek, brushing them away she lowers her mouth to mine. Her lips press, I open my mouth to her and as her tongue enters me I realise what she's doing, oh god, a hot mixture of come and saliva enters my mouth. Mixed feelings flood me, not least revulsion, yet why do I push my tongue deeper, meeting hers inside her filthy mouth, why do I welcome my bitter come inside me, why do I wish I was still hard so I could fuck this dirty woman, fuck her harder than ever before?
I know it won't be long, soon I'll be hard again and then, and then....
She breaks off, pulls back, something wild in her eyes, something glistening on her lips. She starts to speak, but I stop her, a finger on her lips, pushing between, holding her gaze. It's her turn now, oh yes...
