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It wasn’t necessarily the fact that you were there. Nor was it your delicious scent, your masculine form, your strong hands, or even your irresistibly brilliant mind. No, all those things aside, it was my incessant desire to please that drew me to my knees between your legs. 
Sprawled out before me, you studied me intensely as your cock filled my mouth.  Our eyes were locked on one another as I felt you harden against my tongue. “I wonder if he has any inkling as to how amazing this feels for ME?” I thought quietly.  Your breath sped up as I cradled your balls in my hands. Their heaviness was evidence that you needed to cum. And I was going to provide you that relief.
Fully erect, your cock felt magnificent in my mouth, against my lips, teasing my tongue, and tickling the back of my throat. I drew my cheeks in, providing more intensity with every suck. Still watching you, I felt heat begin to pass through my body, and my cheeks flushed. 
Your mouth slightly open, your breaths came long and deep. Still watching me, your eyes were like steel but with immense tenderness.  Your heavy breaths exuded an almost primal need to take. Take what is yours. What you desire. What you deserve. Your hands found their way to my head. I closed my eyes the moment I felt your touch on my cheek. I let out a soft moan, and an even deeper sound escaped your throat.  You fought to be gentle, though I knew you wanted to hold my head tight and essentially fuck my mouth.
I held the base of your cock with one hand while my other began to rub circles around my clit, but you didn’t notice.  Your eyes were now closed, as you were marinating in the growing buzz that was beginning to take over your body.
I nibbled on the turgid head of your delicious cock, so soft and hot on my lips. “Nibbling. Who nibbles?” I thought. Seeing and hearing  how it was affecting you, I silently replied “I do!” And I couldn’t help but giggle ever so softly.  You didn’t notice that either.
I picked up the pace of my sucking, and your breaths and moans indicated your pleasure. This in turn pleased me.  But this wasn’t about me.
I tasted your precum as it escaped into the inviting space of my mouth. Slightly salty, it made me suck faster and deeper, and my clit got harder and harder beneath the swirling dance of my fingers. My breathing was shallow; I was moaning and whimpering and my mouth was salivating.
My hand gripped your cock and matched the strokes of my mouth, sliding faster up and down, and I sucked harder. I wanted you;  this.  I wanted you to feel the pleasure you give me.
Feeling your hands finally grasp my head, fingers tangled through my hair, I knew you were close to tumbling over the cliff into a blissful precipice. Your breaths were getting louder, thundering growls resonating in the room around us.  Your cock so hard and near climax in my mouth.
"Fuck, baby! Fuck!" Was all you could manage from your parched mouth. Your voice so rough, so needy, so close to the edge, I barely recognized it.  My body reacted with a rush of warmth to the tips of my fingers and toes.  Your body began to instinctively thrust up and down and you continued to resist being too rough.  But I urged you on, matching the movements of your body on that roller coaster style ride.
My fingers sped around my clit and my pussy was aching for release.  “No, no!” I told myself. I was too close to that magical flight of sensations, I had to stop. I pulled my hand away from my throbbing swollen clit and joined my other hand. The rhythmic stroking of hands, mouth and tongue had taken its toll on you.
Your legs stiffened, your abdomen tensed, and a deep gutteral moan broke the silence as your cock flexed and pulsed inside my mouth.  I pushed myself down to the root and felt your hot viscous semen coat the back of my throat. I pulled back, following with more strokes as you came against my tongue and my cheeks. 
"This" I thought "this is what you do to me." Cum was trickling down my chin, as I furiously tried to lick every bit of it, but there was so much.  It was a chaotic dance of commotion between my mouth, tongue, throat and your cock. It was glorious. It was awe inspiring, it was enough to send me over that proverbial edge of ecstasy.
As I continued to milk your dick, I felt the familiar and fantastic heat spreading through my thighs, my legs, my abdomen, and my face. My pussy clenched and spasmed as I struggled to keep from neglecting you in my pleasurable torment. The heat so overwhelming, my nipples turned to hard swollen nubs from the prickling in my breasts.
My orgasm was almost too much as I finally gasped and cried out for you. I buckled and bent from wave after wave of raw pleasure.
I was gone. Enveloped in the tight embrace of heat and chills. Ears ringing, toes curling, back arching. This was what you do to me.
I savoured it. 
After my ride, I felt your hands pulling me up to your chest. You laid me down on top of you, softly brushing my hair back. “Look at me baby” you whispered. I opened my eyes, gazing at you as tears spilled down my cheeks. 
Your satisfied smile made me smile in return. You wiped a drop of your cum from my chin, and rubbed it on my lips. My tongue swiped side to side immediately, still relishing the taste of your sensual defeat.
Yes. This is what you do to me.  Taking my finger, the one I had on my pussy, into your mouth, you sucked gently. “From now on, you cum first.” You chastised with a crooked grin. I nodded as you leaned close to my ear.  Your hot breath tickled my lobe as you whispered “And that giggle did me in.”
You did notice. Everything
©luvhotpics [ text only ]

The thought of a woman cumming to my orgasm….
mmmm

It happens…believe me.

I think I died of over stimulation..

lustfullyclassy:

arousingsounds:

bichotomy:

luvhotpics:

It wasn’t necessarily the fact that you were there. Nor was it your delicious scent, your masculine form, your strong hands, or even your irresistibly brilliant mind. No, all those things aside, it was my incessant desire to please that drew me to my knees between your legs. 

Sprawled out before me, you studied me intensely as your cock filled my mouth.  Our eyes were locked on one another as I felt you harden against my tongue. “I wonder if he has any inkling as to how amazing this feels for ME?” I thought quietly.  Your breath sped up as I cradled your balls in my hands. Their heaviness was evidence that you needed to cum. And I was going to provide you that relief.

Fully erect, your cock felt magnificent in my mouth, against my lips, teasing my tongue, and tickling the back of my throat. I drew my cheeks in, providing more intensity with every suck. Still watching you, I felt heat begin to pass through my body, and my cheeks flushed. 

Your mouth slightly open, your breaths came long and deep. Still watching me, your eyes were like steel but with immense tenderness.  Your heavy breaths exuded an almost primal need to take. Take what is yours. What you desire. What you deserve. Your hands found their way to my head. I closed my eyes the moment I felt your touch on my cheek. I let out a soft moan, and an even deeper sound escaped your throat.  You fought to be gentle, though I knew you wanted to hold my head tight and essentially fuck my mouth.

I held the base of your cock with one hand while my other began to rub circles around my clit, but you didn’t notice.  Your eyes were now closed, as you were marinating in the growing buzz that was beginning to take over your body.

I nibbled on the turgid head of your delicious cock, so soft and hot on my lips. “Nibbling. Who nibbles?” I thought. Seeing and hearing  how it was affecting you, I silently replied “I do!” And I couldn’t help but giggle ever so softly.  You didn’t notice that either.

I picked up the pace of my sucking, and your breaths and moans indicated your pleasure. This in turn pleased me.  But this wasn’t about me.

I tasted your precum as it escaped into the inviting space of my mouth. Slightly salty, it made me suck faster and deeper, and my clit got harder and harder beneath the swirling dance of my fingers. My breathing was shallow; I was moaning and whimpering and my mouth was salivating.

My hand gripped your cock and matched the strokes of my mouth, sliding faster up and down, and I sucked harder. I wanted you;  this.  I wanted you to feel the pleasure you give me.

Feeling your hands finally grasp my head, fingers tangled through my hair, I knew you were close to tumbling over the cliff into a blissful precipice. Your breaths were getting louder, thundering growls resonating in the room around us.  Your cock so hard and near climax in my mouth.

"Fuck, baby! Fuck!" Was all you could manage from your parched mouth. Your voice so rough, so needy, so close to the edge, I barely recognized it.  My body reacted with a rush of warmth to the tips of my fingers and toes.  Your body began to instinctively thrust up and down and you continued to resist being too rough.  But I urged you on, matching the movements of your body on that roller coaster style ride.

My fingers sped around my clit and my pussy was aching for release.  “No, no!” I told myself. I was too close to that magical flight of sensations, I had to stop. I pulled my hand away from my throbbing swollen clit and joined my other hand. The rhythmic stroking of hands, mouth and tongue had taken its toll on you.

Your legs stiffened, your abdomen tensed, and a deep gutteral moan broke the silence as your cock flexed and pulsed inside my mouth.  I pushed myself down to the root and felt your hot viscous semen coat the back of my throat. I pulled back, following with more strokes as you came against my tongue and my cheeks. 

"This" I thought "this is what you do to me." Cum was trickling down my chin, as I furiously tried to lick every bit of it, but there was so much.  It was a chaotic dance of commotion between my mouth, tongue, throat and your cock. It was glorious. It was awe inspiring, it was enough to send me over that proverbial edge of ecstasy.

As I continued to milk your dick, I felt the familiar and fantastic heat spreading through my thighs, my legs, my abdomen, and my face. My pussy clenched and spasmed as I struggled to keep from neglecting you in my pleasurable torment. The heat so overwhelming, my nipples turned to hard swollen nubs from the prickling in my breasts.

My orgasm was almost too much as I finally gasped and cried out for you. I buckled and bent from wave after wave of raw pleasure.

I was gone. Enveloped in the tight embrace of heat and chills. Ears ringing, toes curling, back arching. This was what you do to me.

I savoured it. 

After my ride, I felt your hands pulling me up to your chest. You laid me down on top of you, softly brushing my hair back. “Look at me baby” you whispered. I opened my eyes, gazing at you as tears spilled down my cheeks. 

Your satisfied smile made me smile in return. You wiped a drop of your cum from my chin, and rubbed it on my lips. My tongue swiped side to side immediately, still relishing the taste of your sensual defeat.

Yes. This is what you do to me.  Taking my finger, the one I had on my pussy, into your mouth, you sucked gently. “From now on, you cum first.” You chastised with a crooked grin. I nodded as you leaned close to my ear.  Your hot breath tickled my lobe as you whispered “And that giggle did me in.”

You did notice.
Everything

©luvhotpics [ text only ]

The thought of a woman cumming to my orgasm….

mmmm

It happens…believe me.

I think I died of over stimulation..

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