that I suck…at sucking. So the next time I go down on him, I concentrate on pretending his dick’s a popsicle. Cherry, ’cuz that’s my favorite. He doesn’t taste like a cherry popsicle, he’s more like spicy and tangy. It’s still good, though.
I must be doing all right because Joe starts to pump his hips into my mouth a little. I choke again and pull off. I move like I’m going to get on top of him, thinking it would be better to just let him fuck me, but Joe stops me.
He looks into my eyes. “Brandy. Put your hand around the bottom of my cock and use that to guide it in and out of your mouth. That way, if I thrust too hard, you can keep me from gagging you. And it feels good for me, too.”
This feels like a lesson all of a sudden but he says it in such a way I can’t really do anything but nod. I do what he says and wrap my fingers around his dick before I slide it into my mouth. He’s right, it does give me more control over it. Even when he lifts his hips, I can keep him from pushing in too far.
Hey, being able to keep him from sticking his dick in too far makes me actually like sucking it. I’m not afraid he’s going to gag me. And listening to him moan is a real turn-on.
“Use your other hand on my balls.”
I never had a guy talk to me like that, and I want to giggle. I do giggle, but I do what he says. They’re soft and warm, covered in hair. I hold them like eggs. He likes it, I can tell, because his dick pulses in my mouth and his breathing gets faster.
Joe gathers my hair at the base of my neck to keep it out of my face. It’s totally nice of him to do that. I suck him harder and faster, and when I start to use my hand at the same time he really lets out a groan.
The hand not holding back my hair ends up between my legs, and I move a little so it’s easier for him to reach my pussy. Facing away from him, I can also take him deeper inside my mouth, and I’m not afraid to do it now that I know how.
I’m on my knees, a hand on his dick and one on his balls, using my mouth to suck him off. Joe’s got his hand on the back of my neck and the other stroking my clit again. He pinches and rolls it, and my hips jerk. I have to rock against his hand, hard, it’s like my body’s taken over. I suck him faster and hump his hand. I’m moving all over the place, this feels so good. Everything’s wet. My pussy’s dripping, his dick and my hand slide in my spit. I try real hard to remember his dick’s supposed to be a popsicle, but with his thumb rubbing my clit I really can’t think of anything but that.
We’re both moving. I try to match him but my body’s shaking. I’m coming again. Whoa, I never had two orgasms before. I suck down, hard and Joe lets out a groan. He pulls my hair hard enough to pull my mouth mostly off his dick, and when he does that, he comes. His dick gets huge in my mouth and I can feel it squirting. I’m stunned as his jizz fills my mouth, and I swallow it before I really know what I’m doing. I pop my lips off his dick with a sound. My pussy’s still humping against his hand and another wave of orgasm rolls over me, smaller, but still awesome.
Whoa. Joe just jacked off in my mouth and I didn’t puke. He made me come three times. My pussy’s leaked all over my legs and his crotch is wet with my spit and the last drops of come that missed my mouth. I think I’m in love.
“Wow.” I roll off him and onto my back, my arms and legs loose and floppy. His knees are next to my face, but my hair’s covering them.
I think I might fall asleep like that, I’m so busted. Joe doesn’t move either for a couple minutes. When he does, it’s to push my leg off his chest.
I sit up. “You are so not like any guy I’ve ever been with.”
His eyes are closed, and he doesn’t open them to answer. “Is that good?”
“It’s great!” A giggle bursts out of me and I curl up next to him. I just want to touch him all over. I want to attach myself to him. “You’re so
I must be doing all right because Joe starts to pump his hips into my mouth a little. I choke again and pull off. I move like I’m going to get on top of him, thinking it would be better to just let him fuck me, but Joe stops me.
He looks into my eyes. “Brandy. Put your hand around the bottom of my cock and use that to guide it in and out of your mouth. That way, if I thrust too hard, you can keep me from gagging you. And it feels good for me, too.”
This feels like a lesson all of a sudden but he says it in such a way I can’t really do anything but nod. I do what he says and wrap my fingers around his dick before I slide it into my mouth. He’s right, it does give me more control over it. Even when he lifts his hips, I can keep him from pushing in too far.
Hey, being able to keep him from sticking his dick in too far makes me actually like sucking it. I’m not afraid he’s going to gag me. And listening to him moan is a real turn-on.
“Use your other hand on my balls.”
I never had a guy talk to me like that, and I want to giggle. I do giggle, but I do what he says. They’re soft and warm, covered in hair. I hold them like eggs. He likes it, I can tell, because his dick pulses in my mouth and his breathing gets faster.
Joe gathers my hair at the base of my neck to keep it out of my face. It’s totally nice of him to do that. I suck him harder and faster, and when I start to use my hand at the same time he really lets out a groan.
The hand not holding back my hair ends up between my legs, and I move a little so it’s easier for him to reach my pussy. Facing away from him, I can also take him deeper inside my mouth, and I’m not afraid to do it now that I know how.
I’m on my knees, a hand on his dick and one on his balls, using my mouth to suck him off. Joe’s got his hand on the back of my neck and the other stroking my clit again. He pinches and rolls it, and my hips jerk. I have to rock against his hand, hard, it’s like my body’s taken over. I suck him faster and hump his hand. I’m moving all over the place, this feels so good. Everything’s wet. My pussy’s dripping, his dick and my hand slide in my spit. I try real hard to remember his dick’s supposed to be a popsicle, but with his thumb rubbing my clit I really can’t think of anything but that.
We’re both moving. I try to match him but my body’s shaking. I’m coming again. Whoa, I never had two orgasms before. I suck down, hard and Joe lets out a groan. He pulls my hair hard enough to pull my mouth mostly off his dick, and when he does that, he comes. His dick gets huge in my mouth and I can feel it squirting. I’m stunned as his jizz fills my mouth, and I swallow it before I really know what I’m doing. I pop my lips off his dick with a sound. My pussy’s still humping against his hand and another wave of orgasm rolls over me, smaller, but still awesome.
Whoa. Joe just jacked off in my mouth and I didn’t puke. He made me come three times. My pussy’s leaked all over my legs and his crotch is wet with my spit and the last drops of come that missed my mouth. I think I’m in love.
“Wow.” I roll off him and onto my back, my arms and legs loose and floppy. His knees are next to my face, but my hair’s covering them.
I think I might fall asleep like that, I’m so busted. Joe doesn’t move either for a couple minutes. When he does, it’s to push my leg off his chest.
I sit up. “You are so not like any guy I’ve ever been with.”
His eyes are closed, and he doesn’t open them to answer. “Is that good?”
“It’s great!” A giggle bursts out of me and I curl up next to him. I just want to touch him all over. I want to attach myself to him. “You’re so
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