Just Once More

Tommy watched as she slid down to her knees and pulled his cock out, planting a kiss on the head before opening her lips and starting to take him inside.

He watched in awe; she had never been very eager to go down on him before, but that seemed to have changed, at least for tonight. He groaned at the pleasure of her suctioning lips.

His cock throbbed appreciatively in her mouth, and the sight of her lips wrapped around him excited him all the more. He ran his fingers through her hair. “God, fuck... yes, baby, that’s it,” he encouraged her. He had no desire to get off just yet, well aware that she was eager to fuck.

He was, too. As much as he wanted to grasp her by her hair and really feed her his hard dick down her throat, he was far more excited to feel her tight, hot, wet cunt milking his cock.

“I am gonna fuck you so good, baby...” he drawled...
 
The hot sweat of his groin hovered around her face as she fellated him. Each stroke of her lips teasingly took just a little more of his shaft. While taking care not to hurt him with her teeth, Brooke let her tongue trace over the taut smoothness of his cock's cut form, the ridge around his head, every little bump and vein. While she sucked she reached down to his right foot and worked his shoe loose. Tossing it aside, she took the other and did the same. Task completed, she could return her full concentration to his cock. She took him more than halfway, past the little bump on the underside (which was about as far as she'd ever taken him before), advancing the sheen of her saliva further along.

"God, fuck ... yes, baby, that’s it."

His encouragement affirmed to her that she was doing something right. Her cocksucking skills had progressed considerably (thanks largely to some drunken tips one night from Lauryn). Meanwhile, she wanted his pants off, so her hands wriggled his jeans down past his hips. When she reached in to gently handle his free hanging balls, she realized that they were hairless. Tommy had shaved himself. It had shocked her. It felt like a sign that he had taken his sex life in a new direction without her. It confirmed that there must have been others. Brooke became determined to outsex anyone else that he had had, yet she still didn't want him to cum yet.

"I am gonna fuck you so good, baby."

His words sent a fabulous shudder of anticipation straight from her chest down through her womb and into her wet slit. She stopped a moment to peer up at him with want, but in fear of displeasing him, she soon continued. Brooke slowly eased herself down nearly to his base, but had to be careful as she neared the limit of what she could take. Pausing a moment to steady her breath, panting deeply through her nose, she forced herself down a little further. She had to proved that she could do it. Brooke stretched her jaw as his glans packed into the back of her throat, but immediately coughed and let him slip out.

"Sorry," she heaved as she gasped for breath. She peered up at him with pleading eyes, wondering if he wanted her to try again or if he was ready to fuck her like he said.
 
“No need to apologize at all, baby,” Tommy said, his hand stroking through her hair again. She had gotten him out of his pants. “Get up,” he ordered, as he shucked off his jacket and pulled his jersey over his head. She had never even tried to deep throat him before, and he was filled with desire for her now.

“Come on,” he said, impatiently, taking her hand and pulling her along even though she was only halfway off her knees. He didn’t bother with the lights as they drunkely stumbled along, finding his bedroom down a hallway within moments.

He stopped and kissed her again, deeply. “I can’t believe we’re doing this... I’ve been wanting you so bad, baby...” he said, opening the door and pulling her inside towards the bed...
 
While the sweet touch of his fingers in her hair assured her, Brooke took the opportunity to work his jeans past his ankles and soon they were kicked away.

"Get up. Come on."

His commands filled her with hot wet joy as he nearly dragged her down the hall. She knew the destination as she'd been down there many times before. She was so close that her heart was about to burst from passion overload as it furiously pumped blood and alcohol to every inch of her flesh. What she had thought had been lost forever, and what she was so desperate to get back was really happening.

"I've been wanting you so bad, baby."

Absence had taken a toll on him too, and realizing this - that she really did mean something to him - flooded her with warmth and her eyes with wetness. This was going to very special, the best time ever. They stood close in the dark of his room. Brooke could feel that her hair was coming loose from its pinning. He was naked, she was not. Folding her arms down to her waist she lifted her little sweater up over her head and away, revealing the soft fleshy mounds of her tits propped up in their black lace shelves. She presented them to him.
 
Even in the darkness, Tommy could see that Brooke had dolled herself up to be an erotic masterpiece just for him. He might have been drunk, but he wasn’t too far gone to be able to appreciate such a vision. His bed was right behind him, and he had to sit down as he drank her in from head to toe, from the push-up black shelf bra that gloriously presented her luscious breasts, to the short black skirt hugging her hips, to her fishnet stockings that he knew would soon be wrapped around him, she was his perfect fantasy woman come to life and eager to make his naughtiest dreams come true.

His hands reached out to her, finding her skirt, roaming her hips and butt as he pulled her close to him; his head was at the perfect level to press his face into her abundant cleavage, and he did so immediately, kissing and licking her flesh. His hands roamed up her curvy form to cup and squeeze her mounds, savoring the feel of her soft skin against his face.

His cock throbbed between his legs with desire, his thick length standing proud at attention between them. He spread his legs and used them to pull her closer to him, and groaned when he felt his dick rubbing against her fishnet stockings at her upper thighs.

He found he could easily pull the cups of her bra down just a bit to reveal her nipples, and he freed her tits out from their shelf, his lips finding and eagerly suckling and nibbling at her tender buds. His hands roamed her body more aggressively, squeezing and molesting her flesh with abandon.

Tommy could live in this moment forever.
 
He pulled her close. She thought that he was going to pull her right down on top of him, but instead he held her up and began to kiss the top of her cleavage. Brooke's fingers began to affectionately play in his hair while he indulged, and soon his hands were groping her breasts, pushing them together to bury his face. Then his fingers slipped under the lacy edge of her cups and worked her pitted areolas free. Taking one stiff nipple into his mouth, Tommy began to suckle.

"Mmmm," she moaned softly and her head lolled to the side as he moved to the other. One of her palms roamed down the lithe muscles of his back while the other cradled his head into her bosom.
 
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