Jason.
Ben rinsed the soap from her mound and kneeled. “I understand you like this,” he said, and thrust his tongue past Tessa’s vaginal lips. She quivered. “I see it’s true. And do you like this?” He spread her lips and began to suck her clitoris. Tessa whimpered. “Another yes. Give it to me Tessa, give me your sex.”
Ben began to work Tessa’s sex. Fast. Slow. Tongue. Fingers. Tessa began to grind her hips against Ben’s hand and mouth, moaning. And just when she thought she might come, he stopped.
“Not yet, Tessa. Today’s lesson is about giving what you can. I wanted to be turned on by your sex, and you obliged.” He made his point by placing her hand on his penis, which had grown even larger. It seemed a lot bigger than Mark’s had, and Tessa wondered how it would ever fit inside a woman.
Ben lathered his balls and his penis. “Wash me, like I washed you. Can you?”
Tessa’s hands were shaking. She hadn’t touched a man’s private parts for a very long time.
“That’s nice,” Ben said softly. “Wash my cock really well.” Tessa heard the word but didn’t flinch. Ben noticed and smiled.
Tessa began as though she was washing a dish. As his penis twitched under her touch, she found herself responding to it with strokes and massage.
“Nice,” he whispered. “But I’d like you to rinse the soap off now.”
Tessa did, and was surprised that he seated her on the side of the tub. When he turned to face her, his large, throbbing member was directly in front of her.
“Suck me off, Tessa. Can you give me that?”
She wasn’t sure she could. Mark had asked her, early in their marriage. It felt dirty, and after trying a couple of times, she began to refuse.
“You told Carmen you regretted not meeting Mark’s need; that it might have contributed to his using another woman. You said you wanted to try this.”
Tessa nodded, eyes filling with tears.
“You just washed me. It won’t be gross.”
Tessa took his tip into her mouth and closed her eyes. With thoughts of popsicles, she began to suck and lick.
“Nice,” Ben said, and his voice sounded funny. He stroked her hair. “Now take my cock deeper into your mouth. You can do it. Just watch your teeth.”
It was huge. It was throbbing. And Tessa feared he would spew his cum down her throat and she’d gag. She almost stopped. Almost. Because a mental image of Mark with his face between the legs of another woman reminded her she wanted to offer a man more than fifteen minutes in the missionary position once a week.
She grasped Ben’s shaft at the base, near his balls, to provide more friction and she drew his penis into her mouth until she nearly gagged. She slid her mouth back and forth over his penis, faster and faster, until she felt it begin to quiver.
“I’m going to come, Tessa. Move away if you don’t want…”
Tessa froze. She didn’t particularly want a mouthful of semen but Ben’s penis was jerking inside her mouth like a trout on the end of a fishhook and her brain wasn’t moving fast enough to safely evacuate it. Two seconds of brain freeze was all it took; Ben groaned and his penis spurted with a force that shocked her. His penis was inside her mouth, there was what felt like a cup of slimy liquid at the back of her throat, and her brain was still frozen. Tessa’s autonomic nervous system took over: it cleared the thick, salty liquid with one big swallow.
And then she gagged.
-19-
“I can’t believe you swallowed!” Ben said, as he handed Tessa a glass of cold water. “If you want something stronger, I’ve got wine.”
Tessa shook her head. She just wanted to wash away the taste of stomach acid and cum. Water would do.
“I’m really impressed,” he said, as Tessa rinsed her mouth.
Tessa gargled, spit, and said, “Don’t be. I hadn’t planned to swallow. It just happened.”
Ben laughed. “Whatever. If I had a merit badge for first time oral sex, I’d pin it on you right
Ben rinsed the soap from her mound and kneeled. “I understand you like this,” he said, and thrust his tongue past Tessa’s vaginal lips. She quivered. “I see it’s true. And do you like this?” He spread her lips and began to suck her clitoris. Tessa whimpered. “Another yes. Give it to me Tessa, give me your sex.”
Ben began to work Tessa’s sex. Fast. Slow. Tongue. Fingers. Tessa began to grind her hips against Ben’s hand and mouth, moaning. And just when she thought she might come, he stopped.
“Not yet, Tessa. Today’s lesson is about giving what you can. I wanted to be turned on by your sex, and you obliged.” He made his point by placing her hand on his penis, which had grown even larger. It seemed a lot bigger than Mark’s had, and Tessa wondered how it would ever fit inside a woman.
Ben lathered his balls and his penis. “Wash me, like I washed you. Can you?”
Tessa’s hands were shaking. She hadn’t touched a man’s private parts for a very long time.
“That’s nice,” Ben said softly. “Wash my cock really well.” Tessa heard the word but didn’t flinch. Ben noticed and smiled.
Tessa began as though she was washing a dish. As his penis twitched under her touch, she found herself responding to it with strokes and massage.
“Nice,” he whispered. “But I’d like you to rinse the soap off now.”
Tessa did, and was surprised that he seated her on the side of the tub. When he turned to face her, his large, throbbing member was directly in front of her.
“Suck me off, Tessa. Can you give me that?”
She wasn’t sure she could. Mark had asked her, early in their marriage. It felt dirty, and after trying a couple of times, she began to refuse.
“You told Carmen you regretted not meeting Mark’s need; that it might have contributed to his using another woman. You said you wanted to try this.”
Tessa nodded, eyes filling with tears.
“You just washed me. It won’t be gross.”
Tessa took his tip into her mouth and closed her eyes. With thoughts of popsicles, she began to suck and lick.
“Nice,” Ben said, and his voice sounded funny. He stroked her hair. “Now take my cock deeper into your mouth. You can do it. Just watch your teeth.”
It was huge. It was throbbing. And Tessa feared he would spew his cum down her throat and she’d gag. She almost stopped. Almost. Because a mental image of Mark with his face between the legs of another woman reminded her she wanted to offer a man more than fifteen minutes in the missionary position once a week.
She grasped Ben’s shaft at the base, near his balls, to provide more friction and she drew his penis into her mouth until she nearly gagged. She slid her mouth back and forth over his penis, faster and faster, until she felt it begin to quiver.
“I’m going to come, Tessa. Move away if you don’t want…”
Tessa froze. She didn’t particularly want a mouthful of semen but Ben’s penis was jerking inside her mouth like a trout on the end of a fishhook and her brain wasn’t moving fast enough to safely evacuate it. Two seconds of brain freeze was all it took; Ben groaned and his penis spurted with a force that shocked her. His penis was inside her mouth, there was what felt like a cup of slimy liquid at the back of her throat, and her brain was still frozen. Tessa’s autonomic nervous system took over: it cleared the thick, salty liquid with one big swallow.
And then she gagged.
-19-
“I can’t believe you swallowed!” Ben said, as he handed Tessa a glass of cold water. “If you want something stronger, I’ve got wine.”
Tessa shook her head. She just wanted to wash away the taste of stomach acid and cum. Water would do.
“I’m really impressed,” he said, as Tessa rinsed her mouth.
Tessa gargled, spit, and said, “Don’t be. I hadn’t planned to swallow. It just happened.”
Ben laughed. “Whatever. If I had a merit badge for first time oral sex, I’d pin it on you right
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