0 comments/ 12102 views/ 0 favorites My Gift to You By: Lucee I was at a conference, staying at the hotel where it was being held. I noticed you earlier, but we hadn't communicated beyond smiling politely as we passed in the corridor. I was sitting in a chair at the back of the conference room for the last lecture of the day, sitting in my black suit with the short skirt - not indecently short, just short enough to project the image of a professional woman who is not afraid of her femininity!! My black jacket unbuttoned to show a silk form fitting blouse, my stocking clad legs crossed at the ankles and a pair of black leather shoes with wicked stiletto heels on them. There were a few chairs free along the row, but you chose to sit next to me, stopping by my chair and asking if the chair next to me was vacant. I indicated that it was free and smiled as you asked if I minded whether you sat next to me. I replied that of course I didn't and took the opportunity to introduce myself. You sit down in the empty chair and I feel your thigh pressing against mine. I feel a tingle of excitement run through me, and I make a show of moving in my chair, without actually losing contact with your hard thigh of course... I cross my legs, my skirt riding up on my thigh showing you a tantalising glimpse of my black lace stocking top, I hesitate just for a beat before pulling the skirt back down, just enough time to make sure that you have seen my little show. Now hopefully you will go crazy thinking about what I'm wearing beneath my clothes...or rather what I'm not wearing! We stand at the end of the lecture and you ask if I would like to join you and some of your colleagues for a meal later on. I accept, but say that I would like to change and freshen up first. We agree a time and walk to the lifts together. Inside the lift we both reach for the same button, it seems we are staying in rooms only 5 doors apart...you walk with me along the corridor, and just as I enter my room, you say that you will call for me later, on the way down.. I turn to close the door, but you suddenly stop me, leaning in close and whispering to me that you hope that my lingerie this evening will still be as sexy as today's has been... I'm waiting for your knock after I have changed...hoping that you will still find me sexy in a black dress with a deep v neck and a skirt with a split in the front, showing just enough, but not too much of my legs. The dress has little buttons running all down the front. I hear you knock on the door and I walk to answer it, admiring you as you stand in the doorway. You ask if I'm ready and I say that I am...feeling a stab of disappointment at your quite formally polite tone. As we walk into the restaurant together, you introduce me to your four colleagues...all male! They keep me entertained during dinner and the conversation is quite lively. Afterwards we sit in the bar having a few drinks and chatting. Throughout the night you have remained aloof, whilst your colleagues have fluttered round me, each trying to outdo the other with their witticisms and gestures. I have revelled in the attention, but still am fascinated by you...and immensely turned on by you! I decide it's time to call it a night and say goodnight to everyone. You say that you're turning in too, and my heart leaps at the thought...and my blood fizzes along my veins! We get into the lift and I expect you to make a move on me...but you stand slightly apart making polite conversation. At the door to my room, I kiss you on the cheek and go inside; you carry on to your room. Once inside I kick my shoes off and sit on the bed. I am disappointed and more than a little frustrated! I decide to have a shower to cool off, so started to pull off my clothes when the phone rings. 'I thought that you might like to join me for a drink' a deep, sexy voice says in my ear. You. 'Well I was about to take a shower, but if you want, I'll leave the door unlocked so you can let yourself in. If you phone room service, by the time the drinks arrive I'll be out of the shower…' 'You do know who this is don't you...?' you ask, a little uncertainly. 'Hmmm a tough one,' I tease, 'Of course silly, I don't drink with just anyone you know!' 'What about Mark then?' you ask mentioning one of your colleagues that I had met earlier... 'Mark?' I asked incredulously. 'He seems nice and I got on well with him, but nothing else' 'Adam?' 'Well Adam is a babe, and he is sweet, but I wouldn't ask him to my room' 'A babe huh? Sweet? Well what about Rob then?' you ask teasingly. 'Now you are going to give me nightmares!' I exclaim. 'Well in that case I had better come to you so that we can find a way of stopping you getting any nightmares!' you say laughing in my ear. I quickly jump into the shower, letting the steaming heat wash over me. I know I don't have long, so I quickly get out of the shower and dry myself vigorously with the white fluffy towel before smoothing a richly scented moisturiser into every inch of my tanned skin. I use the hairdryer to quickly dry my hair, leaving it curling wildly with no time to style it. Then I slip into the black satin robe that is hanging on the back of the bathroom door. The robe feels sensual, sliding against my skin and tremble with the anticipation of going into the room and facing you again. I open the bathroom door in time to see you uncorking a bottle of wine. You're standing with your back to me, but when you hear the door open you turned around to face me. You stand there quietly, apparently at a loss for words as you stare at me, then visibly pull yourself together. 'Just in time', you smile, pouring the white wine into a glass and handing one to me before repeating the action for yourself. I walk over to the sofa and sit down in the corner, tucking one bare leg beneath me. You sit down beside me, not too close, and turn to me. We talk in a desultory manner for a while, whilst we both sip our drinks slowly. I don't really want the drink, but need something to do with my hands, I sense you felt the same, after all, we don't really know each other and neither of us are 100% certain of how the other feels. I don't do casual pick ups! 'So what about Rob then?' you ask smiling, I can see the gleam in your eye, 'he would have kept you company like a shot if you'd asked him to!' I smile back and pretend to think this over, 'I don't think I would have asked him, he just doesn't do it for me,' 'Ahhh, so it's only the guys that 'do it for you' who get invited to your room then is it?' you ask. I realise the trap that I have fallen into and can feel the heat of my cheeks as the blush hits them. I wonder how best to answer and decide to keep it light, 'Why of course,' I say, opening my brown eyes in a picture of perfect innocence, 'every man I entertain has to have that quality.' I wink at you and you laugh. 'Well how about we see if I do it for you then..?' you ask leaning towards me and lightly touching your lips to mine. I can feel my pulse rate accelerate alarmingly, you pull back slightly so that you can look into my eyes, 'You do want this?' you ask. I nod imperceptibly, 'How about you? It's not the drink?' I ask, I have to know. 'God, you really don't know do you? Every time you walked by me today I couldn't stop looking at you, it's gotten so bad that I know whether you had been in a room by the scent your perfume leaves behind. I haven't been able to concentrate all day because you have been so close to me…you have driven me crazy!' You slide your hands into my hair and pull me roughly to you, your mouth crushing mine beneath yours. I still have the glass of wine in my hand, so I can't wrap my arms around you; I run my free hand down your cheek and pull back slightly, 'You don't want this..' you break out. I place my glass on the table beside the sofa and turn back to you. I lean back towards you and slide one hand round your neck whilst the other cups your cheek. 'Yes I do,' I smile, 'I just want to be free to touch you with both hands' You pull me closer and I feel your lips against mine again, your tongue licking around the outside of my lips until I part them and allow you access. I can't get close enough to you. I feel your hand stroking the slippery material of my robe along my back, over my hip and over the thigh length hem where the robe ends. Your hand burns where it touches my bare skin along my thigh, down past my knee and back up, this time under the robe. Your hand stills on my thigh and you break the kiss, 'You know if you were to come here, this might be a little more comfortable,' you whisper in my ear. You pull me over so that I am sitting in your lap. I can feel your hardness beneath me. You pull my head back down to your and start to kiss and lick my neck, nibbling gently, whilst your hand strokes up and down my thigh. My breasts are level with your mouth and you move down from my neck and begin to lick and kiss my nipples through the black satin of my robe. I groan with pleasure as your licks and kisses turn into nibbles and suckles. My nipples are so erect against the damp satin and you pull back and looked at what you have done to them. I am quivering with wanting you so badly. You reach out a hand and lightly flick a fingertip over the sensitive buds, making me jump at every touch. I figure it's time to take a little control back, so I take your earlobe in my mouth and suckle on it. Then I swirl my tongue in your ear and blow gently. 'You know, I know another comfortable way....?' I offer close to your ear. 'Yeah?' you smile. 'Oh yes.' I move off of your lap and you begin to move. 'Where are you going?' I ask. You look towards the bed. I smile, 'I had another thought in mind..' I say, smiling teasingly. I kneel astride your lap and slowly lower myself so that I can feel your denim clad thighs against my buttocks and your hard cock against my damp heat. I rock against you, eliciting an involuntary moan. 'Vixen' you smile as I look down at your face. You pull me down and kiss me frantically, this time there is no restraint. I know that I can't take much more I need you inside me and quickly, yet I don't want this feeling to ever end. 'Stand up' you whisper into my ear...I reluctantly stand in front of you, facing you. You lean forwards and untie my belt leaving my robe to part down the centre. Slowly you pull the robe apart, your eyes drinking in every inch of my body. I step closer to you, sliding my hands around your neck and resting my leg up against your hard cock, rubbing against you gently. 'Guy, I want you so badly' I whisper as you lean forward and trace a line from my chest, down my cleavage down to my pussy. 'Damn right you do babe, I can feel how wet you are,' you arrow a finger along my pussy where the lips meet, brushing against my clitoris, making my hips jerk involuntarily towards you. 'God Vick, I need to fuck you so badly right now.' I know that I am so close to coming even though you have barely touched me, so I pull you to your feet and quickly strip you of your clothes. I want to feel your skin touching mine all over! I take you by the hand and lead you over to the bed...now you are mine... I push you down slowly onto the bed, placing light, butterfly kisses all over your face, down to your neck, up to your ear, my tongue lightly tracing over the skin, so softly like the slither of silk over a smooth satiny body. I gently nibble your neck, tasting, teasing. Biting softly then soothing the sting with my tongue, sucking gently, a little harder, following with my tongue. I move ever downwards, tongue dancing down, over your chest, flicking your flat nipples with my tongue gently teasing them with my teeth. I reach down with my hand, stroking the wetness pooling inside me. I dip a finger inside me, then another and pull them out coated with my juices. I bring my finger up to your lips and smear them across your mouth. The reach back up and kiss you deeply, hungrily, my tongue outlining your lips, tasting you, tasting me. I reach down again with my fingers and repeat the action, this time smearing my juices over your erect nipple. I surround it with my mouth then begin to suckle softly, then harder. I release it and blow gently feeling you shiver beneath me. I kiss my way lower, down over your stomach, muscles clenching under my mouth, my tongue. My hands precede my tongue, lightly scratching over the skin, downwards - down as far as I can go....I see the part that is begging for attention, straining up to meet my mouth, but I ignore it and jump lower, kissing your knees, running my tongue behind them, up your inner thighs, higher and higher, my long fingernails gently scraping the skin as you feel them reach the tops of your thighs. I move my hand so that the back of it brushes against your balls, gently then more insistent. I lean towards you and run my tongue over them tracing all around, over, under. I take one in my mouth and suckle against it gently, repeating the action with the other as I feel your deep intake of breath. I look up at you as I wrap one hand around the base of your hardness, reaching out with my tongue and lightly flicking the tip, circling the head with my tongue, flicking the ridge with every revolution. Then I lick from root to tip and back again, long, slow strokes, biting gently, teeth scraping the sensitive skin, my tongue following to act as a balm. I want to hear how much you want to be fully in my mouth, I need you to tell me. Your hips rock against me, but I pull back, not allowing you to insist. I need to hear your words...your voice... I bring my lips to rest, closed, on the tip of your cock, waiting to hear you ask, beg... I hear the words and sllloooowly slide the tip of your cock inside my mouth so that it rests just inside my warm, wet, waiting mouth. Then I begin to suck. Gently, sooooo gently...then getting a little harder. My tongue swirling around you, tasting you, teasing you. You want further in my mouth? Deeper..? I look up at you and smile, then suddenly plunge my head downwards, taking your entire length in my mouth, sucking hard, deeper, swallowing you until you can feel yourself touching the back of my throat. I begin to move my head up and down, up and down. Impulsively, compulsively, needing to taste you, to feel you showing me how much you are loving this, loving me...faster and faster....I cup your balls, squeezing them softly in my hand. You feel the tension building, your release is sooooo close, you want to stop, but you don't. You never want this to end, but you want to come more than anything. You want to fill my mouth with your warm, silky cream...NOW Your body spasms as wave after wave of ecstasy hits your body, the pleasure peaks and you feel your release. You slowly float back to earth and look at me.... I am smiling, because I have received what I wanted all along. My Gift to You I could feel the disapproval in your latest mail. I know I displeased you and I decided that I had to do something for you to make amends so I have devoted this evening to you. After a fairly light meal and a glass of cheap wine I had a scented bath and I washed my hair then I put on a pair of my sexiest knickers (very brief black with lots of red lace trim) and my white towelling robe together with my pink fluffy slippers. My damp hair was in a towel turban. In this rather vulnerable state I went into the lounge which was only lit by one reading lamp. I lay back on the sofa with my head on a cushion and as I did so my robe gapped revealing one small, delicate white breast. I allowed one hand to find its way inside my robe and begin to gently caress my nipples one at a time bringing them to a state of near erection. I was feeling pleasantly relaxed and pampered and was enjoying the clean scent of myself after my bath. My other hand was stroking my belly just above my small briefs and one finger oh so slowly found its way under the waistband and continued downwards as I continued to stroke my nips. My head had gone back a little now which I knew was exposing my white swanlike throat. A girl with her throat exposed like that brings to mind all sorts of gothic clichés involving evil counts and helpless virgins. My long finger was at my clitoris now but I was holding back from touching the sensitive lovebud. I was just tracing circles around the small organ on my smooth, shaven white skin. I had not reached the moaning stage but I was gently sighing with pleasure. All the while I was visualising you sitting on the two seat sofa opposite me. You were sitting back smiling in your smart suit and tie. It was a quiet, gentle smile. I knew you would not grant me the satisfaction of words of encouragement or congratulation. You would want to see me totally debase myself. My finger was now working at my clitty which was pumping blood as it became fully gorged. The sounds emitting from me were a little less controlled now and my hand went deeper into myself losing all subtlety and working with increased vigour. The hand at my breast was squeezing now quite uncomfortably in a manner which increased my arousal as the hand at my groin began to work in and out and my buttocks lifted off the sofa as my body rose to meet the invading hand. The turban had fallen from my head and my hair was spread in disarray over the arm of the sofa. My legs had moved apart and my feet, which had shaken off the slippers, were over the other arm of the sofa moving in empty air. My legs were apart in a very wanton manner so I had lost all pretence of being a good girl. Of course I could not keep my legs still and my whole body was writhing as I began to gasp. I now had both hands at my groin and both hands were slick with my juice. Still you sat impassively and I imagined my dad sitting next to you sharing a bottle of wine with you and telling you how he had often seen this debauched behaviour at home when I imagined I was alone. Of course I was no longer controlling the action; my body was its own driver as the passion built up and I began to cry out helplessly with my brain filled with endorphins. I was panting and there was perspiration on my skin. Of course the robe was completely open and my panties were down my legs as far as they would go but my splayed legs would not permit them to go any further. Hating to feel constrained I withdrew one wet hand from my cunt and reached for my needlework scissors to brutally cut the diaphanous material which now hung uselessly from one leg then the scissors fell to the carpet and the hand went back to its violent thrusting. Finally the passion built to its explosion and, with no thought of the neighbours, I emitted a howl and arched my back. Both hands had now stopped moving and were just gripping my flesh as if letting go would cause my cunt to run off on its own. I lay back gasping for air and feeling the sweat cooling on my body as if I had been dowsed with water. My legs were as wide as they would go and I had no wish to close them and pretend that I was a nice girl. I just lay there looking like a slut who has surrendered herself totally to her base primitive urges with my mind floating. I think I saw my dad smiling as he enjoyed an uninterrupted view of the intimate folds of moist flesh between my legs. My Gift to You Hey ladies and listeners of Literotica! I am so sorry it has been so long since the last time I posted anything. Been pretty hectic in my life. Still not truly over my writer's block, but you deserve a recording, so I made one. No premise, just me pleasuring myself and encouraging you to do the same. As always, I am so very grateful for all the feedback, comments, messages, pics, and even the rare phone call (you know who you are.) I hope this recording keeps you warm and cozy through the holiday season! Enjoy! I aim to please :) * * * * * Click Here to listen. (29 min/mp3) * * * * * My Gift To You You and I have been making out for several minutes on your bed, trading tongues into each other's mouths, sucking and nibbling on each other's lips. Your hands are around me and sliding up and under my t-shirt, feeling my back with one hand, the other groping my breast through my satin bra. You can feel my hard nipple against your palm through the fabric as I'm straddling you and gently grinding on your lap. I can feel you growing harder as I moan into your mouth. I break the kiss from your lips with several small pecks as we breathe a little harder than normal against each other's mouth. You quickly pull my shirt off over my head, tossing it into the abyss across the room, revealing the dark green push up bra I have on. I sit up on your lap and roll my hips against your crotch through our jeans. I look down at you smiling softly as your hands trail up my stomach and sides as I reach behind me and unhook my bra, throwing it in the same general direction my shirt went. I bite my lip and whimper as your hands find my tits and you fill them with my flesh. Your fingers dig into my skin and you pinch my nipples between the knuckles in the middle of your fingers, pulling me back down to you. I moan as I fall back on you then kiss your neck. Dropping soft little kisses along your flesh and dragging my tongue up to your jawline. Your hands slide back around me and into the back of my jeans, wrapping your fingers in the matching satin thong I have on and tugging up on it. I feel the fabric pull against my wet pussy and whimper into your ear. My hands slide up your shirt, catching the hemline against my wrists and I lift it up, pushing it up over your head. You let go of me and pull it all the way off. I scoot down a bit on my knees as my teeth nibble your shoulder, working my way down to your chest. My lips press lightly into your skin through your chest hair. It tickles my nose and makes me giggle a little. I look up at you as I take my time kissing and licking your chest, circling closer and closer to your nipples. My mouth almost touches one, and then I move to the other and do the same, almost an agonizing tease. I slide my hand down under me while supporting myself with the other. My hand cups your hidden package gently pressing into you, and then I rub the length of my forearm down over your cock, applying a gentle pressure as my hand rubs into the bed, and then back up again. You have one hand wrapped up in my hair, pulling it off my face so you can see my eyes, the other resting at your side, letting me have my way with you. My hard nipples tickle your stomach as my mouth finally finds your left nipple. I kiss it softly at first, licking it, and then I trail the tip of my tongue around your areola. My hand comes back up and slides underneath your crotch. My fingers wrap around your hidden balls and scratch them through your clothes. I hear you moan softly as my fingers make your balls bounce around in the confines of your clothes. The tip of my tongue flicks at your hard nipple, up and down, side to side, crossing over it until you squirm a bit. Then I suck it into my mouth, still flicking it with my tongue inside my mouth. I bring my head up just a little and blow cool air over your nipple. I slide off you to your right and up onto my knees. My mouth is latched onto your right nipple, sucking and nibbling it very gently as I wiggle my jeans down to my knees. Your hand immediately finds my ass and grabs it, kneading my flesh and spanking it. I squeal and lightly drag my teeth over your nipple. Then I flick it in same fashion as I did your other, teasing you. You rip my panties down to my thighs and my legs spread open for you. Your fingers find my dripping pussy, my heat radiates onto your palm. My tongue takes long laps over your nipple as my hand undoes your jeans and pushes them down just enough. Your fingers part my slit and are welcomed by my silken juices pooled at the entrance to my cunt. You smear them up over my pierced clit and I moan at your touch. I lose track of what I'm doing with my hand for a moment as you tease my clit, flicking it, tugging lightly on my jewelry. My hand is wrapped around your throbbing cock through your boxers as your fingers work me. My head settles on your chest, looking up at you as your fingers find my tight, slick hole. My eyes close and I moan as you push them inside my wetness. My hand slips beneath the waist band of your boxers and right past your erection. I cup your balls in my palm, using my thumb as I carefully massage your sac, your cock rubbing against my forearm as I tug lightly. Your fingers dig inside me and I moan louder, rocking against your fingers. "I'm not going to be able to let you stop if you keep that up," I say with heavy breath. You chuckle and grind your two fingers into me as hard as you can; digging in up to your knuckles and my nectar drips down your hand. You pull your fingers out and smear them on my lips, my mouth opens and I take them inside but you pull away before I can clean them, wanting to have a taste of me yourself. My hand comes out of your boxers and I lean up kissing your lips and sharing my juices off my fingers with you. I sit up and pull my pants and panties off, kicking them to the floor. I slide off your bed and down to my knees. I pull on your thighs, to bring you further down the bed in front of me and you oblige, moving down until your butt is almost off the edge of the mattress. I keep your boxers on nuzzle my face into your crotch as I push your thighs open, lightly scratching your inner thighs with my nails. I move my face down and rub my forehead against your hidden sac, then slowly come up until my mouth is able to kiss your balls. I drag my tongue back and forth until the fabric gets wet. My hands slide up from both sides as my mouth finds your cock standing at attention, pressed against the cotton of your underwear. My hands slide inside the legs of your boxers from both sides. My tongue licks circles around your head through the fabric and then I open my mouth around it. My fingers reach your fuzzy sac, holding each of your balls in my fingertips, and then spreading out and coming closer together. Because your sensitive cockhead is covered,I'm able to open my mouth wide and drag my teeth up and down a few times. I use the fabric to my advantage to keep this from hurting you. I kiss along your cotton covered shaft as I ask, "May I uncover you and service your cock?" "Yes, slut, you can," you reply. "Thank you," I squeal with glee. My hands slide out from the legs of your boxers and I quickly wrap my fingers into your waist band and pull them up over your erection. My warm mouth immediately latches onto the head of your cock as I push your boxers and jeans down to your feet and your pull your feet out. I sit back on my calves for just a moment and smile, looking at your beautiful shaft. "I'm very hungry. I hope that's okay," I say with a grin. "Fuck yes it is," you reply. I spit several times into the palm of my hand and onto my fingers before my tongue finds your balls. With my other hand I wrap my thumb and forefinger around the base of your cock, squeezing with a gentle pressure, with my other fingers fanned out across your pubic hair. I rub my spit slickened palm against the underside of your cockhead in small circles while my mouth tends to your sac. I start at one end, taking long laps from underneath your balls and up over the curve of your flesh and continue until my tongue meets my thumb. My pierced tongue drags through your hair and onto your flesh. My slick hand sliding around the crown of your shaft, avoiding the tip, smearing my spit into your flesh as the underside of my tongue comes back down. Your cock becomes rigid as my finger and thumb hold you like a cockring, the beautiful veins protruding underneath your flesh. I lap at your balls, the bead of my tongue ring spinning against your skin, up and down until every centimeter is coated in my salvia and your pubic hair is sticky. I can hear you moaning. I moan back and you feel my hot breath against your flesh. I quickly pull my hand away from the head of your cock and spit into it, replacing it back on the side towards your face. I start at the head and slowly slide my open palm down your shaft, smearing my spit into your flesh. All while my tongue zigzags over your balls. My hand comes up over your slit, and then down the left side. My grip at the base of your cock keeps you steady. I kiss your sac and suck the skin into my mouth, pulling my mouth back just a touch, letting go then doing the same in another spot, and another, and another. At the same time, my open hand continues to slide up and down every angle of your shaft I can reach. I pull my hand away again and spit onto my fingers. It returns to your flesh, pressed against your frenulum. I open my mouth wide and suck one of your balls into my mouth as my forefinger and middle fingers spread apart in a v shape just beneath the ridge of your cockhead. In my mouth I massage your ball with my tongue, sucking it tenderly as my fingers spread wide apart to my middle knuckles and come back together again, rubbing one of your most sensitive areas. I pull my mouth back and let your ball pop out of my mouth before I'm tugging too hard, then take the other one. I wiggle my tongue against your flesh and moan, sending vibrations through your being. My fingers continue stroking underneath your ridge, carefully sliding side to side. My mouth is latched onto your sac, greedily switching back and forth between your balls as my fingers slowly begin to spread apart even more, holding your erection between them as they slide up and down your shaft. It sounds to me like you're in heaven with the teases of my hand and my mouth tending to your sac. I hear you moaning and groaning at the touches you like most. I know how you love your balls getting attention, not enough women provide enough care there. I release my grip on the base of your cock for a mere moment for new blood flow before tightening it again. I take one final lick, arching my back down so I can reach your taint with my tongue, touching the base of your ass crack and bringing my tongue up, ever so slowly, slithering it up over your balls and over the ring of my fingers. My other hand comes away and my tongue drags up your shaft, getting even slower as I reach your head, then finally over it and across your slit. I taste your precum and moan, looking up at you, but your eyes are closed and head is back, enjoying every sensation I provide you. I rest my free hand on your thigh for a moment, rubbing you. I use the tip of my tongue and make circles around your cockslit, getting wider and wider until I'm circling your entire bulbous head. I take your flesh between my lips and you feel the warmth of the inside of my mouth once again. I hear you groan out in pleasure as my tongue wiggles in my mouth and swirls around your flesh. I love your groans, it makes me want to please you even more, but you can't have the inside of my mouth completely just yet. My hair has fallen against my face but I don't let it bother me and it tickles your inner thighs and balls. I find the largest vein on your shaft, starting at the base, I use the tip of my tongue and trace along it, taking my time to stay within the line. My mouth comes away as I reach your head then I start again at the bottom, giving your flesh a bit more of my tongue this time. Then again I pull away, over and over until my flat tongue is pressed into this side of your erection, lapping away hungrily. My free hand has found your balls again, lightly scratching through your sticky pubes, fanning my fingertips in and out over your sensitive sac. My greedy licks cover the whole underside of your shaft that I can reach, and then I sit up higher on my knees and turn my head to the side, licking up the dry side of your cock. I stretch my tongue out as far as I can and curl the tip, wrapping my tongue around you. My lip drags along your slick flesh as my tongue moves up and down. I release the ring of my fingers again, giving your cock a moment to rest, and then tighten once more. Licking and swirling my tongue over every inch of your erection until it is red and rigid again. With my head turned to the side, and my fingers still scratching your balls, I open my mouth against the base of your cock. I seal my lips closed and run my mouth up and down the left side of your shaft. My tongue flicks against your flesh inside my mouth and drool spills out of the open corner, running down your length. After about ten times I turn and suck your head into my mouth, I suck it hard for just a few seconds then go back down the other side of your shaft. You can feel my tongue flicking and rubbing into your flesh and the beads of my tongue ring flicking around inside my mouth. You're groaning really hard now and I know you need to be in my mouth. I decide it's time to satisfy your craving, finally. I look up as my mouth comes off; your eyes are still closed. I blow cool breath all over your saliva drenched shaft in zigzags by wiggling my jaw back and forth. I use the ring of my fingers to arch your cock down just a bit for a better angle for when you slide into my throat, tough you aren't getting that just yet. My fingers curl behind your sac and they rest against my palm. My thumb rubs in gentle circles and up and down. "I think you should open your eyes now," I whisper, just loud enough to hear. You reach back and stack two pillows under your head and look down at me. I smile and say, "Thank you." I keep my eye contact with you as I kiss the tip of your cock, slowly spreading my lips apart as my mouth takes your head inside. I moan feeling your hot flesh on my tongue again. My lips push further down until the tip of your cock is touching the entrance to my throat. I turn my head from side to side and my tongue follows my movements, slithering and swirling around your flesh in my mouth. I loosen my jaw a bit and cover my teeth as I work, bobbing my head on the top half of your shaft. Sucking you gently, then hard, then gently again, all the way up until your cock almost pops out of my mouth, but I don't let it. Drool dribbles out from the corners of my mouth as I work your shaft and what isn't gathered on my lips trickles down into your pubic hair. I finally let go of your cock with my mouth, sucking hard so it falls out of my mouth with a pop and I release the ring at your base. Your erection dangles in the air as I spit into my hand before grasping your meat, wrapping my fingers around it. My mouth greedily sucks your cock back inside and I hear you groan real loud this time. I love hearing that I'm pleasing you and respond by moaning back onto your flesh. I pump my fist on your cock, slow at first and picking up speed. My lips and my forefinger almost connected as I move up and down your shaft, sometimes turning in the same motion, sometimes opposite. My other hand ever so lightly tugs on your sac then massages it. I must have worked you up real good with all the teasing. You're grunting even louder and your chest is heaving. I can feel you throbbing in my hand and mouth. I continue working you, using every movement of my tongue, mouth and hands I can think of. Until I hear you growl and suddenly every touch and sensation you feel disappears. I catch my breath for a moment, smiling up at you sweetly as your eyes open again. Your cock throbs in the air, aching to release. "I'm not done with you yet," I giggle. "Fucking slut, I was so close," you growl. I giggle and playfully pout, "Well you wanted to feel my throat didn't you?" "Fuck yes I do." you reply, grinning down at me. I tentatively reach back up and wrap my hand around your shaft. You shiver a little, but I can tell it's safe again. I sit back up on my knees and open my mouth wide over your cockhead. Holding you with my fist I rub the tip of your cock back and forth against the roof of my mouth, extremely careful you don't get scraped by my teeth. Then I close my lips once again with my eyes looking up to you. I angle your shaft down again, holding you from the base with my fist, contracting and squeezing slightly. My hand finds your balls again and I reach my fingers back with cupping them in my palm and my fingertips find your taint. I gently rub your there but not applying much pressure, yet. Your cockhead nudges the entrance to my throat as my lips meet my hand. I make sure you're watching and begin loosening my fingers one my one as your cock slides into my throat. You feel yourself pressing inside the tight orifice and being swallowed whole. I let go of your shaft with my hand and pull it away so you can see as the last bit of your erection disappear behind my lips. I raise my eyebrows, playfully seeking approval as my nose presses into your pelvis. "Oh fuck yes, you dirty cockslut," you groan for me. My tongue presses against the base of your shaft as my cheeks sink in, still holding you completely in my mouth. I turn my head side to side and grind my face into you. Your cock is surrounded by the tightness of my throat and you don't feel me gagging. I pull up just enough so you never leave my throat and push back down again, hard. I see your fingers gripping the sheets as I grind your organ into my needy throat. My mouth suctions you with just the right amount of pressure. I pull back up, all the way off and spit my spittle lewdly onto your cock several times. My hand smears the silken spit lube on your shaft as I speak, "More?" "Uh-huh" are the only words you can muster as you pant. I pull my hand back and swallow you in one fluid gulp, straight down into my throat. I lift off my knees even more and arch my back so I can rock my face into you, digging your cock into my throat as far as it can possibly go. You feel my throat clenching your flesh as I start gagging. I open my mouth so you can hear the dirty, sloppy sounds that come from you being so far in my throat. My fingertips push into your taint, massaging your prostate with gentle pressure as my mouth comes up again, then back down just before you leave my throat. I moan hard onto your body, servicing you gets me so fucking turned on, I feel my fluids leaking onto my thighs. I work my mouth up and down the base of your cock, careful to never let you come out of my throat. I can't handle the in and out. I pull back again and gasp, spitting and then without saying a word you've disappeared behind my lips again. This time as my mouth comes down I rock my jaw, giving you the sensation that I'm eating your cock. You must really like that one because your hips are bucking now. I take my time gulping down every last inch then fuck you deep with my throat, grinding my face into your pelvis and crushing my nose. My fingers press harder into your taint, massaging you deep inside your body and my thumb and palm rub your balls. I force my tongue out of my mouth with your organ completely buried inside and lick against the top of your sac. I hear a groan of amazement, good trick I learned there. I pull back again and spit that silky spittle, letting it run down your shaft for a second before my hand returns and jerks you hard. "Cum in my mouth, I need to fucking taste you, please give it to me. I need your cum," I beg you. You don't make an answer with words and I pull my hand back and immediately swallow you again, devouring your flesh. I feel you throbbing against my tongue and in my mouth. I add just a bit more pressure behind your balls and tug lightly on your sac. You're a fucking groaning mess and I love it. I bob my head on the bottom half of your shaft milking you of your seed with every weapon I have. My Gift To You Then I hear it, that heavy growl that marks the point of no return. Your cock throbs hard in my mouth and I pull up, wanting to taste all of you on my tongue. My free hand wraps around your shaft as my moth latches onto your head. I pump my fist on your slick cock, milking you, sucking your seed for your body as it shoots into my mouth. It gathers on my tongue and tastes divine. I moan for you so you know how much I love it, because I truly do. I don't stop pleasuring you, my hand pumps your shaft, and my cum filled mouth sucks your cockhead, my hand still massages your balls and behind them. I want every drop I can get and won't stop till I get it. With every shot of your delicious spunk I moan deeply, fuck, I love your cum. You're shuddering in post orgasm bliss and I know it's time to let go. Every move I make is too much for you to handle. I remove the sensations one at a time, first my hand releases your balls, then my hand from your cock and then I slowly, gently, pull my cum filled mouth from your cock, I really don't want to let go but I must. I sit back on my knees, still holding your seed on my tongue. I wipe my lips and chin to make sure I didn't lose any. I didn't. I gulp down your entire load and the taste remains in my mouth. I smile sweetly. Then look up at you licking my lips. "Thank you, that was delicious."