cubbyfire04
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So, nothing gets me ready for round 2 with a woman quite like cleaning up my own mess after cumming inside a woman... with my tongue of course. Especially when she's into it and a little dominating. Here's the story (apologies in advance for the length)...
Found this out for the first time with a close friend of mine, who was actually the first person I came out as bisexual to. We'd worked together for years, were like-minded in our sexuality, wildly attracted to each other, and we had GRAPHIC and ongoing discussions about things we would love to do if we were single. Four years passed and we never acted on these urges.
That is, until one day - after I'd since moved away - we both found ourselves single and I just so happened to be visiting town. We decided to get a hotel in downtown Atlanta, just to see what would happen. No pressure, but we'd grab dinner and drinks and go from there. It didn't take long. The sexual tension was unbearable and as soon as we arrived, we dropped our bags and immediately began an intense make out session.
It wasn't long before we were naked and down to business. It was all a blur, really, and there isn't much I remember about the specifics. I do remember how incredibly turned on and rock hard I was, and that I was very close to the edge before first entry. Embarrassingly, I didn't last long and I proceeded to fill her with what was probably the biggest load of my life.
*Yes, unprotected. Yes, agreed upon prior. Yes, birth control. Yes, both aware of STI status. Ok back to it...*
As I slowed my thrusting, we made eye contact. She giggled, winked, and said "mission accomplished"; causing both of us to erupt in laughter. She knew it was inevitable and she handled it gracefully, which I appreciated. Slowly sliding out of her, I began to roll off of her until she planted both hands firmly on my shoulders. Her smile was replaced with stern eye contact and with a voice to match, she stated clearly "now you finish what you started."
She firmly pushed me southward without breaking eye contact. When my face arrived at her throbbing, cum-filled pussy, she spread herself with one hand and firmly guided my head into her with the other hand. Her intentions were clear, and I didn't hesitate. I buried my tongue deep inside her and proceeded to lick every last drop of myself out of her. I took control and proceeded to send her into a frenzy of orgasm after orgasm. Locking her legs in place with my arms, she bucked out of control on my face until she was gasping for air.
I climbed back up, now hard as a rock again and kissed her deeply. I felt her hand realign my cock with herself and she pulled my hips in so I sunk deeply back into her. We broke from the kiss, and the smile was back. She asked, matter-of-factly, "how'd that cum taste"? Reigniting another crazy (longer
) round of sex... all before dinner and drinks.
Needless to say, I'm not just a fan. I'm an enthusiast. Anyone else?
Found this out for the first time with a close friend of mine, who was actually the first person I came out as bisexual to. We'd worked together for years, were like-minded in our sexuality, wildly attracted to each other, and we had GRAPHIC and ongoing discussions about things we would love to do if we were single. Four years passed and we never acted on these urges.
That is, until one day - after I'd since moved away - we both found ourselves single and I just so happened to be visiting town. We decided to get a hotel in downtown Atlanta, just to see what would happen. No pressure, but we'd grab dinner and drinks and go from there. It didn't take long. The sexual tension was unbearable and as soon as we arrived, we dropped our bags and immediately began an intense make out session.
It wasn't long before we were naked and down to business. It was all a blur, really, and there isn't much I remember about the specifics. I do remember how incredibly turned on and rock hard I was, and that I was very close to the edge before first entry. Embarrassingly, I didn't last long and I proceeded to fill her with what was probably the biggest load of my life.
*Yes, unprotected. Yes, agreed upon prior. Yes, birth control. Yes, both aware of STI status. Ok back to it...*
As I slowed my thrusting, we made eye contact. She giggled, winked, and said "mission accomplished"; causing both of us to erupt in laughter. She knew it was inevitable and she handled it gracefully, which I appreciated. Slowly sliding out of her, I began to roll off of her until she planted both hands firmly on my shoulders. Her smile was replaced with stern eye contact and with a voice to match, she stated clearly "now you finish what you started."
She firmly pushed me southward without breaking eye contact. When my face arrived at her throbbing, cum-filled pussy, she spread herself with one hand and firmly guided my head into her with the other hand. Her intentions were clear, and I didn't hesitate. I buried my tongue deep inside her and proceeded to lick every last drop of myself out of her. I took control and proceeded to send her into a frenzy of orgasm after orgasm. Locking her legs in place with my arms, she bucked out of control on my face until she was gasping for air.
I climbed back up, now hard as a rock again and kissed her deeply. I felt her hand realign my cock with herself and she pulled my hips in so I sunk deeply back into her. We broke from the kiss, and the smile was back. She asked, matter-of-factly, "how'd that cum taste"? Reigniting another crazy (longer
Needless to say, I'm not just a fan. I'm an enthusiast. Anyone else?