In the Alley
By: Sassy Sue
Raising her skirt, she was pressing against him; her fingers undid his belt and then releasing the closure on his slacks as he was squeezing her ass. His finger was playing with the lace of her crimson panties. His erection hard enticing and she was teasing him playing with it rubbing his dick through his slacks. Rubbing it, stroking the enlarged cock she could feel his need.
It is exciting for her to brush her finger on the tender shaft. She always got a kick from tracing the throbbing veins of a man's dick, feeling the silky mushroom head with that cute drop of pre-cum that never failed to welcome her.
Shimmering, clear or sometimes a creamy white, warm and sticky cum, it was the prelude to the concert she was about to perform for the treat she desired. Sliding his slacks and boxers down his strong muscular legs, she knelt, looking at his hard cock.
Looking at the hard cock and then she took it in her hands, placing her red lips on the velvet head she licked the precious drop of pre-cum, her tongue, savoring his flavor, before swallowing the delectable droplet.
His hand, stroking her hair pressing her head to him and rubbing her shoulders moaning for her to continue and she did.
Easing the thick prick into her warm wet mouth, she began to lick him, wrapping her tongue around the shaft she felt him stiffen. She traced the vein that ran the length of his cock, her head increasing movement up and down and soon he was fucking her mouth.
She took him all with one goal in her mind, to drain all the cum from his balls that she could get. She loved the hot thick sticky cream in her throat, flooding her tongue and the cum sliding into her tummy and not to waste a drop.
She knew it would not be long. His balls were churning and were high and tight against his body. Her soft fingers rolling them in her hand, she could feel his cum, his cock straining, he was ready and so was she.
Another deep draft of his wet prick, almost to the base of his cock and she held it for a few seconds and she could feel it, taste it and then she slid up his cock about half way pausing momentarily. His was pushing, his cum shot up his cock and erupting in her mouth.
Ah, she had her prize! Pulsating thick hot cream flowing from the tiny orifice in the head of his velvet head, her tongue rapidly flicking and her mouth slurping all the cum she could gather as he filled her throat. She swallowed again and again feeling his warm, his cum in her belly; it was her salty-sweet treat that she had always craved.
Sucking cock had started in high school, her freshman year, and with each cock she liked it more and more.
Nowadays she would rather suck a dick rather than fuck. She always made her man cum, draining him until he lay soft in her mouth and then she licked the soft pliable cock a little more.
It was a wonderful organ capable of so many changes giving so much pleasure.
Sometimes all she would do was suck a man off. She would always cum in her panties, soaking them with her fragrant pussy juice. Over the years she has become obsessed with sucking cock.
Slipping the half hard cock from her mouth, not a drop of cum to be found for she had licked his pole clean. She stood and pulling his boxers and slacks up, restoring them to their original state. She kissed her man and he could taste his cum on her tongue and soft red lips. His hand touched her lace panties; they were drenched, dripping with her nectar, pushing the moist lace to the side, fingering her wet cunt. Squirting instantaneously at his touch, she was horny, but had to leave. Pulling back, his finger slipping from her warm, wet pussy, she was pushing her skirt down. She quickly left the alley disappearing into the night and never was a word spoken, after all it was just a little blow job.