How I like to suck your cock

I like to start when you’re already hard (from watching me or rubbing yourself through your jeans or pressing your hips against my ass or my pussy) I love to see the shape of your cock bulging against your jeans.

I love getting down on my knees in front of you, the new mirror behind me, you towering over me. First, I press my mouth to your bulge, rub my face against it, my hands, all over you. I love to smell your salty boy smell on your jeans.

I really can’t bear to go any further until my shirt is off, so I pull back a little and lift it over my head. Sometimes I like to leave my bra on for you, but sometimes I need to rub my nipples against your rough jeans. Which do you prefer, I wonder.

Finally, I’m ready to undo your belt, unzip your jeans. I pull the tip of your cock out, so beautiful especially when it’s wet, and suck it just a little while I help you get your clothes off. I don’t like to stop once I start, my mouth doesn’t like to give up your cock.

Once you’re naked, I run my hands up your calves, hard, and over your knees, your thighs, until I reach your cock. I love to squeeze the shaft, to run my fingers up and down one by one, shoving them in my mouth while I suck the tip of your cock, not too hard.

I like to glance up at you briefly, and see your eyes boring into me, watching your cock disappear into my mouth. Mmm… Now I move my fingers lower as I slide your cock to the back of my throat. I love to feel the tip rubbing against the top of my mouth. I think I could come that way.

I keep going, rubbing, sucking, moaning on your cock until you come, throbbing, crying out, filling my mouth and throat until I have to swallow or I will choke. I love to taste your salty, bitter, sweet come, to feel it in my throat and know that I did this to you. Me.

3 comments

  1. Buddha says:

    Well ok, then. Not something I need to read just before I go into work. Fuck. Now I need to unzip, sit back, and imagine all of this unfolding before me.