Make My Dick Delicious And Slick
I’ll be sure to get to work making you hard again
The curve of his hip always collects our cum. This beautiful little cove I can dip my tongue into again and again. He watches me as I dive down in between his legs. The smile he wears is a welcome one. Something that says I’m more trouble than he’s ever encountered. He seems to love and revel in this trouble I create. Or maybe I’m putting words in his mouth.
I look up into his eyes. A daring, dominant gaze that asks him what he sees right now. With just a touch of playfulness at what I’m about to do. His dick lies dormant next to his leg. The cum pools and oozes out of the tip. I wiggle my eyebrows at my cleanup predicament.
I lick the little spot below his belly button. My lips touch the area above the dip of his belly button. My hair curls in waves around my shoulders. It catches in front of my face. I push a strand behind my ear only to have it escape free again.
I rear up onto my knees from my kneeling position. The black ponytail holder on my wrist is brought out. It constricts around my fingertips as I gather my hair in a tight ponytail. The locks fight to be restrained until I can pin them down with three loops.
“Getting to work, are we?”
I sit back onto my heels. My ass wags in the air. It’s like a come hither request he can’t answer right now. I rub my face against his inner thigh. The brief, intermittent hairs on his legs brush against the smoothness of my cheek.
“Of course, you’re too delicious not to.”
“Hmmm, it’s not just me, it’s you too,” he chuckles to himself.
I drag my lips against the skin of his inner thigh. I work my way over to his hip with light kisses. The nook his hip bone creates has our essence pooling within. Like a beautiful saucer I get to drink from. My tongue darts against it.
I make sure to suction the wet skin to vacuum every inch of it. He makes little murmurs of appreciation. I adore when his head leans back against the pillow. His eyes close with that complete look of surrender.
My nose buries into his balls. I take a deep breath in while I clean him. I don’t know why he smells as divine as he does. All manliness and delectableness for me to partake in. Something that I can’t help going back to again and again.
He moans and rolls his head back. His brown eyes close with a blissful expression. The taste is reminiscent of strawberries and his manly essence. I make little sighs of appreciation. I enthusiastically lap up the remnants of our orgasms.
My lips slide down to his softened dick. It hardens at the feel of my adoring attention. I take him inside my mouth. He groans above me. I flick my tongue around the head. Like I’m licking the edges of an ice cream cone before it melts. I roll my hips backward and forward. It’s as if he’s fucking me from behind while I service him.
I love the feel of his dick growing. It pumps with life inside my wet, warm mouth. I make it sloppy with my saliva to lubricate it well enough. The wetness of my mouth slides down to the base. I take a deep gulp of air. My whole body slams forward as I impale myself on his length. His dick sits at the beginning of my throat. I swallow around his girth so he can feel the contraction.
He lets out a delightful groan. Something deep in longing and desire. His fingers entwine within my ponytail. I relax my jaw in response to him grabbing hold of my hair. He slides me up and down his length at a slow pace. I force myself as far onto his dick as I can. My nose brushes against his balls and I pummel it inside my throat.
My stomach clenches at the feeling of it hitting my throat. I gag and back away from his dick with a moan. I regain myself and take a deep breath in. The breath is held as I shove his length within my throat. He lets out a hiss as I willingly choke again.
“Mmm, yes, choke on my dick.”
It’s said in a guttural tone. My nose grazes his balls with how I impale myself on him. His hands guide me to shove my nose deeper against his base. They entangle within my ponytail as he uses my mouth.
I relax my jaw and feel him guide me up and down slowly. My eyes dart up to take in his expression. He catches my eyes. I wonder if he can see my grin with my mouth full of his dick. There’s this growl he makes I adore. That deep, guttural, primal sound of him claiming my face.
I rock back and forth on my heels. Encouraging him to force his dick further within my throat each time. I swallow occasionally around his girth. My stomach clenches and my throat convulses. I purposefully cause my gag reflex to kick in. I know that it makes him grow to feel my throat muscles contract around his girth.
He’s grown to a delicious length and thickness from my attention. He growls underneath me. I wonder how much longer he can handle my cock worship.
“Get your ass up here. This dick isn’t going to ride itself.”
I giggle at his insistence that I mount him. I lick him tantalizingly slow. Like I’m savoring every inch and curve of his dick. It’s slippery from my excessive saliva from sucking him.
“It’ll be my pleasure.”
I roll up onto his body. My lips brush his chest in playful kisses. He grabs a hold of my hips. The way he enters my pussy is a vicious push inside. I gasp at the feeling of him all consuming me. He stretches me wide and I lean into his body.
All I want is for to sink his nails into my hips. I need him to fuck me with that wild abandon where he plunges balls deep within me. Each thrust pushes him further within my unending tightness. I can taste the salt on his skin mixed with his inherent sweetness.
My orgasm builds within the pit of my stomach. I feel it as that white hot electrical system that starts within my gut and spreads out to my fingertips. I’m panting, rendered useless as he holds me down by my shoulders. His hips thrust up into me and he dives his dick further.
I know he’s aware I’m close. I try to hold onto not falling over the edge. He pounds into me at that perfect angle. Where the squishy button of my G-spot is plundered and exploited again and again.
“Give me it. Cum for me. Give me all of it, I’m gonna fuck out straight through your orgasm.”
My pussy gushes over his dick. It tries to propel him outside my boa constrictor tightness. He keeps thrusting inside me with a low, visceral growl. All I want is for him to fall over the edge of his orgasm with me. I wonder how much longer he can hold on without giving in.
I make it my mission to break his resolve. I swear I can feel his balls tightening against my pussy lips. Like a promise they want to deliver to me. My body builds up to that never ending plateau of spilling into another orgasm. I pant into his ear and moan. He plunges into me like he never wants to stop fucking me.
“You know I fuck myself thinking of you? Thinking of you fucking me just like this. Filling me with your cum until I overflow.”
He lets out that distinctive groan. A sound I want to record and replay for when I’m playing with myself. He pummels into me with a vengeance. I feel the hot, liquid fill me deep within my twitching and constricting walls. I know he can feel my tight pussy milking him for everything.
I refuse to give him time to rest. My hips roll back and forth slowly. I take control of the strokes as he’s rendered incapacitated by his orgasm. My breath comes out in little gasps as I lean into his shoulder.
“Milk every last drop.”
“That’s my intention,” I say with a smile.
My lips kiss his in a sweet kiss demanding his surrender. He gives me it and more as I ride his softening dick.
