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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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His hand reached out, grabbed mine and held them above my head, further demanding that I don’t touch him. He used his other hand to grab my arse, slap it through my jeans before moving it between my legs. I could just feel the trace of his hand and fingers on my clit through my clothes – I was flooded and couldn’t stop the moan escaping from my lips. He was reading my body and reading it perfectly. He continued to tease me, and I couldn’t help but look at his cock, straining against his jeans, begging to be taken out but I was allowed, I didn’t have permission, so all I could do was succumb to him.
I don’t think he could take any more either by this point, and he released my hands, pushed me away from him. My breathing erratic, so turned on. My nipple still exposed to the cold air and my knickers soaked. He made me watch him, as he slowly unbuttoned his jeans revealing his hard cock inch by inch. It was everything I hoped it was. Hard, strong and with the glisten of pre cum making my mouth water, desperate to take him. He knew, he knew exactly what I wanted and I could see exactly what he wanted. He pulled me close again, kissed me so gently and pushed me to my knees. I looked up at him, looking into his eyes for permission to take him. He gave me the smallest of nods, still no words but it was enough. I wanted to taste him and I wasn’t waiting for more than that. Now the control was mine.
On my knees, my eyes feasting on what I knew would fill my mouth. I couldn’t tear my eyes away, but I did for a split second. Looked up at him, smiled and then took the whole of his hard cock into my warm wet mouth. Sliding it between my lips and feeling him twitching and gasping at my wet tongue sliding across him. I stopped, slowly pulled my head back. He pushed his cock back, demanding with his body for me to take it – but I put my hands on his thighs, not allowing him to move. He was still pinned against the tree and that’s where I wanted him. I moved my head lower – using my tongue to lick the length of his cock, from balls to tip, just closing my mouth over the top before moving back to his balls. My tongue leaving a wet path where it had been that dried as quickly as it was there in the outdoors. I knew what he wanted, I would give him it in my own time. I continued, moving my hands around to his arse, grabbing it while I licked his balls, taking them into my mouth, feeling them and tasting his skin. He tasted amazing. I wanted more. I wanted him.
I looked at his face – desire, lust and wanting in his eyes – I couldn’t hold any longer. I opened my mouth, grabbed his arse and pulled his cock all the way to the back of my throat. Warm, wet and inviting, I slowly fucked him with my mouth. Gagging every time his cock hit my throat. Getting harder and faster, his hands in my hair, gagging and hearing him moan every time he hit my throat – guiding him and helping him to fuck. My eyes were streaming, saliva falling from my mouth but the want in me, the need in him and the reward me for a something I love doing. I knew he was close, I wanted it, I needed to feel him cum in my mouth and swallow every last drop, hot and filling my mouth he exploded and fuck he tasted amazing. I felt him twitch in my mouth as the last drop of cum slid down my throat. Both of us with a smile on our faces – I stood. He kissed me, satisfied, sated.
We put our clothes back in order, I knew he wasn’t going to touch me, and I knew he knew that. That was the plan, I wanted to taste him, make him want me more the next time we saw each other.
Fully dressed, he kissed me again, took my hand and led me back to the path – back to the car and whispered in my ear “until next time”…. |
