Watching him walk, staring at his sexy butt. Her mind a whirl of wishful thoughts. Some say be careful what you wish for. Her gazing led her to his home, the fun about to start.
Following him in, her mouth dropping open in shock. His jeans moved slowly down, revealing tight white cheeks. Her eyes stayed on his butt as the pants slid down his legs. Turning, her eyes widened even more. His cock was hard, very hard, very long, too. His hand stroked, slowly moving over its skin, rising over its huge head, thumb rubbing the purple cap. "Take off your clothes, let me watch."
He stroked slow as she undressed, never feeling shy. Huge veins bulged in his hand as he pumped a little harder, squeezing himself tighter. He moaned as her bra floated to the floor. His eyes fastened on her stiff nipples, licking his lips. His other hand rubbed his balls as her panties slid down her legs. "Spread...your...legs." His gasping made it hard to talk, his hand moving much faster now. Deep moans, groans as his eyes moved down to swollen lips, wet, drops dripping like sweet honey.
Watching him, his body locking, possessed by his own demon. His hand a blur, her eyes on the hole, opening, hungry to release. Twitching, gasping, moaning, sweet hot music to her. A long rope flew out, landing just below his shirt. It wasn't luck he had his shirt pulled up to his nipples, he knew, from many times, how much he would cum. His cock spewed rope after rope of cum, always long, thick white ribbons, landing where they pleased.
As he squeezed, letting the last few drops run out, he smiled, his eyes lazily opened. "Clean me with your tongue."
Kneeling before him, she started where the first rope splattered on his chest. her tongue licked clean one spot, his cum cooled, but quickly melted in her mouth. He moaned quietly, her lips and tongue doing their work, loving his taste. Moving down, getting drops hanging off his hair. Clean shaven above his cock, she drank the puddle. She removed his hand from his soft cock, licking thumb, fingers, in between, cleaning his entire hand. She held off his cock, cleaning the balls instead. Streaks of drying cum, expertly cleaned. His cock was bathed last, tongue getting in between soft ridges of skin. His hand held her head, not pushing, just holding. His cock, rolling from her tongue started getting hard. Her lips tightened on its shaft, growing thick. Fresh blood in its veins, fresh cum cooking in his balls, even fresh moans. Rock hard, her tongue toying with its hole, a hot drop of cum on her tongue. "Let me watch you," his gasp deep, wanting.
Facing him, her legs open, puffy, swollen lips, dripping. He strokes, watching a finger slid up her silky folds. Her clit, it swells out, her little bud, hard as he is. Her breath catches in her chest from a feathery touch of her finger. Two fingers slid in, knuckles crack from her intense contractions. Slowly in, then out, in again. Her eyes glaze, lost in her self pleasure. Finger tip circles, pressing on her bud, she bites her bottom lip, a second later, her lips are a perfect o, her moan a song only a woman can sing. Her hips match her fingers, thrusting forward as fingers go deep into her. Her circle tempo increases, so does the pressure bearing down. Her fingers are covered in her nectar, dripping as she now fucks her pussy. Her eyes are on his cock, wanting its thick, hard steel inside her. Her feet press against his thigh, a chorus of groans, moans as her fingers bring her to the brink. Her body shudders violently, body bears down, pleasure explodes inside her.
Panting, trying to catch her breath, she feels herself being pulled down. Lips kiss her's, "taste your fingers?" She shakes her head. "No? We will have to work on that."
Her hands fly to his hips, hot heat, shaped like a missile fills her cunt. Her orgasm is intense, too swift to enjoy. Hard, deep thrusts, fast into her core brings another orgasm, much more enjoyable then her first. Nectar, pushed out, runs along her thighs. Her hands reach his butt cheeks, their as he fucks, they have dimples. She cums again, then another before the other even finishes. He bulges, gasping, he asks where she wants his cum.
She was mistaken, never wanting to taste herself. His cum covered cock was a very welcome taste on her tongue. He fucked her mouth, thrusting between her lips, twitching in her mouth. Ropes, long, thick, again spewed, coating her tongue, the inside of her mouth, her teeth covered as he exploded, groaning, it seemed for hours. They both got what they wished for.