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Her gift to him
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Her Gift to Him
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...from Ojo de Ella
I really felt wicked tonight. I stopped kissing his neck and, with a
rather mischievous smile on my lips, I said, "I think it's about time I
paid some attention to another part of your body. Do you have any
suggestions?"
I really didn't need him to give me an answer (or permission) and so I
began to slide my naked body along his. I made sure that my breasts
constantly touched him as I made my way. My lips kissed lightly as they
moved along his chin and down his neck. My mouth opened just enough to
allow my tongue to trace a line down the middle of his chest. As I passed
his navel, I paused and looked back into his eyes. I briefly grined
impishly. Then my gaze moved to Bill's lower body. I raised myself up
just a bit, shifted slightly to the right, and then lowered my body again.
My head rested on Bill's naked upper thigh, mere inches from crotch.
I lay motionless for a moment and just took in the wonderful view. I
always enjoy looking at Bill's erect penis. It's not huge like some of
those guys in the porno movies. It's just perfect. I can wrap my hand
hand around it enough so my fingers touch. And it's long enough so that
there isn't any place in my body that feels short changed.
Bill closed his eyes and took a long deep breath in an attempt to relax
himself. I could sense that his mind just raced with the thoughts of what
I might do to him. I would not dissappoint him.
His penis was gently throbbing in time with his heart beat and
occasionally stiffened from involuntary contractions. Now, as if in
answer to an unspoken prayer, I watched as one of my special little joys
began to unfold. The opening at the tip parted just slightly and a clear
glycerin-like drop appeared. Gradually, the drop grew larger and began to
slowly move away from its tiny source.
This was always one of my secret thrills and I knew exactly what I wanted
to do. With a calculated intent not to touch Bill directly, I moved my
hand, with pointed finger, over the glistening drop. As my index finger
touched it and it seemed to reach up and grasp me. Bill's body, finding
this visual experience extremely enjoyable, hurried to produce more of
the special liquid. This only excited me more, causing my own body to
start to produce a similar fluid deep within my vagina. But this was to
be for Bill. I unselfishly re-focused on his pleasure.
I slowly pulled my finger away but I remained linked to him by a thin
liquid thread. Shifting my eyes up to meet Bill's, I opened my mouth.
As my finger entered and moved toward my tongue, my eyes began to close
and I held my breath. I was temporarily drawing within myself to enjoy a
very special moment. The instant the sweet tasting wetness touched my
tongue, I released a satisfying sigh. I opened my eyes and smiled.
From now on I was not going to be so delicate. I returned my finger to
the tip of Bill's penis with the deliberate intent of collecting as much
of the sexual liquid as I could. Again and again, I painted my tongue
with the forbidden taste that excited me so much. Each time, I rubbed my
finger more and more around the tip of his cock, spreading the fluid so it
covered an ever widening area. Bill only reacted by producing more and
more. Now I leaned closer to the source. I raised my hand and wrapped it
gently around the base of Bill's penis. With just one firm upward motion,
I milked enough of his wetness that it would surely find the edge and drip
down the length of his shaft; if I let it.
I would not let such a treasure as this pass. I placed my tongue in the
path of the moving liquid an intercepted it. With my tongue resting
against the side of Bill's penis, holding the runaway wetness back, I
looked again into Bill's eyes. This time it was not the usual mischievous
grin. My expression had a deliberateness to it, signifying that things
were soon to intensify.
Returning my eyes to Bill's cock, I used my tongue as if to try to return
his moistness to its source. I ran my tongue around and around the tip,
coating it with the sweet tasting musk. I surrounded the entire head of
his penis with my lips and placed my tounge on its underside.
I paused for just a moment.
I felt his groin muscles tighten. (I think he did that on purpose.) This
ejected another sweet drop of the mystical lubricant onto my tongue.
And then I began to take him inside. My cheeks collapsed from my gentle
sucking. My tongue ran the length of his shaft as more and more of his
penis disappeared between my closing lips. I kept going, down and down
until my lips came almost to the base. I could feel the tip resting
against the back of my throat.
Again I paused.
I froze the position of my head and started to move only my tongue. It
moved up and down and the sensation of the coarseness of my tongue against
the ridges of his penis thrilled us both.
But I was the only one who could experience the reaction of BOTH of our
bodies. My vagina was becoming so wet that I was sure I would soon feel
my own moistness leave its sacred vault. It didn't matter. I so was
overwhelmed with the sensation of Bill depositing more and more of the
wonderful taste in my mouth with ever stroke of my tongue.
He rose up from the bed and supported himself with his elbows so he could
enjoy the sight of my actions. I sensed him watching and looked right
into his eyes as I began to move my head up and down. I took great pride
in knowing that I was pleasing him. I also knew that Bill's eventual
climax would be magnified if he could see his cock move in and out of my
mouth. He absolutely loved the sight of how my lips slightly rolled in
and out as I moves down and up the length of his penis. He was further
excited by the sight of his stiff cock shining with my saliva.
I continued for a while and then completely removed him from my mouth.
Bill could see my lips glistening. The rapid cooling sensation caused by
his cock's exposure to the air, sent shivers through Bill's body.
I slid off the bed and rested on my knees. With my hands on either side
of Bill's ass, I guided my into a standing position over me.
With one hand, I pressed Bill's cock against my cheek. I used the other
in to carress his balls. I used my long finger nails to lightly scratch
and play with his scrotum. Occasionally, I would gently tug at the pubic
hair. I pressed my face into his crotch and my nostrils tingled with his
manly scent. I pressed my closed lips right against one of his testicles.
My mouth opened and I very gently sucked it in. I licked it and rolled it
around with my tongue. I knew this pleased him. I was also pleased.
I began to sense that things would soon end. I was excited because I knew
what I was going to do. Bill was excited because he did not.
Once again I slid Bill's cock deep within my mouth and began to suck on
it. In and out, in and out I moved it. Bill looked down and straight
into my eyes.
I held the base of his cock with one hand and carressed his balls with the
other. I quickened the pace and began to make a slurping noise with my
busy mouth. We both knew that Bill's orgasm was not far away. We broke
eye contact as Bill put his head back and closed his eyes. I also
closed mine.
Bill's breathing became heavier. I moved him in and out, faster and
faster. I felt his abdomen tense. I felt the cock in my mouth stiffen.
This was the moment.
Bill's shoulder's jerked and he said "I'm coming...I'm coming..", in a
whispered voice filled with exhaled air.
I stopped and quickly removed Bill's penis from my mouth. I grasped it
firmly in my hands. I knew that future events are inevitable. I quickly
said "I love you", and placed my tongue just under the tip of his cock.
My mouth was wide open. I wanted him to see this and I knew it would
please him. Our eyes joined once again. We were one.
Bill's penis swelled against my grip and spasmed for the first time. We
both watched a continuous strand of cum spurt from the tiny hole and leap
for the back of my throat. I could feel it slide down the inside of my
cheek and settle over my tounge. Again his cock shot more of the hot goo
into my mouth.
I loved it. I loved everything about his cum. And there it was; right
where I wanted it. It filled my mouth. I found the taste only just a
tiny bit salty but nonetheless, exhilerating. But it was the texture that
I loved the most. It was a bit like an egg white and very naughty.
Whenever I had it in my mouth, or on my breasts, or deep in my cunt, or if
I was just playing with it with my fingers, I felt just like a child
robbing the cookie jar, or like a kid playing in the mud without
permission or spashing through a rain puddle. It felt naughty and bad but
harmless at the same time. It was definitely a secret thrill of mine.
Only I would know this special feeling.
Before a third burst, I pressed the tip of my tounge right up against the
opening of his penis. Again and again I felt his cock swell with each
spasm. It was exhilerating each time I felt the tiny hole in the tip of
his penis open and deposit more of his cum on my tongue.
When the spasms subsided, I began to help. I firmly gripped the base and
began stroking of his cock. Each time I moved, I could feel his body pump
the remaining fluid into my mouth. I continued until I was sure there was
no more. My mouth was completely filled with his cum.
Without closing my mouth, I looked up at Bill and smiled.
I was thoroughly enjoying the bombardment to my senses. I could feel my
cunt soaked with my own wetness, knowing that some day Bill would return
this favor. I could feel some of Bill's warm smooth juice occasionally
leak over my lips and start to drip down my chin. I loved holding his
balls in my hands and watch his penis continue to slowly ooze the
wonderful liquid. I could smell his manhood and I delighted in the feeling
as it rested in the back of my throat. I felt absolutely wicked.
Bill opened his eyes and saw me with a wonderful smile on my face. I
began to bring my face close to his. I rested my face against his chest
and slowy moved my tounge through the cum that had filled my mouth. I
wanted to shock him. I opened wider and wider so he could see deep into
my throat and watch me play with his juices. I felt the impish smile
return to my face and I made sure that Bill watched as I moved the back
of my tongue forward. Half of his cum slipped easily and delightfully
away as I swallowed.
I gently pushed Bill back down on the bed and returned to between his
legs. I opened my mouth and again enveloped Bill's cock.
Again I sucked his cock in and out.
His still stiff penis slid so easily between my lips because the cum still
in my mouth was the perfect lubricant. With each succeeding stroke, my
saliva mixed with his cum and coated his shaft. I felt a ring of the sexy
mixture form around my lips.
I continued my motions until Bill orgasmed for the second time.
Remaining motionless, I savored the sensation of Bill's member twitch and
spurt more and more warm sticky cum into my mouth. Again my mouth was
full.
We both paused and took a deep breath. I began to slowly resume my oral
caresses. His penis moved in and out my cum filled mouth.
Occasionally, I would pause and open my mouth slightly. I would let the
mixture of cum and saliva drip out and coat the length of Bill's penis.
I used his cock to spread it over my face. Each time I opened my mouth
and pulled his cock away, I could feel the threads of cum stick to my
teeth and lips. I could see the liquid strands connect my tounge to his
cock. I would take him deep into my mouth again to retreive as much of it
as I could. I ran my lips along the length of the shaft and made loud
sucking noises with the cum as it dripped. It was an exhilarating
sensation.
When it was over, I just looked up into Bill's eyes. I drew in the
intoxicating aroma with deep slow breaths. His cum coated my my tongue
and had formed a ring around my mouth. Warm sticky globs glung to my lips
and chin. They felt wonderful. I used my fingers to collect them and
would rub it over my nipples. I put my fingers between my legs and put
them deep into my cunt. I moved them until they were soaked with my
juices. Then I brought them back to my mouth and mixed it with the cum
that covered my lips. I was in heaven!
I said to him, "I love you."
I moved up and kissed his open mouth. I used my tounge to put the mixture
of his own cum and my cunt juice onto his lips. I sucked his tounge into
my mouth so he could feel how my mouth was still coated with cum and so he
could taste it. We passed the treasure back and forth. But unlike real
treasure, we weren't very careful with it. It continually ran from our
mouths. Soon, both of our face were covered with the delicious and sticky
mixture.
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