Coc Worship

"My hands are cold," I say while climbing into the bed next to Him.

"Warm them up then," He replies taking my hand and laying it on cock. I giggle and ever so gently touch His limp member. I trace my fingers lightly along the length of it, marveling at how soft it feels right now. As I caress His satin flesh I realize how much love I feel for this Man and I want to communicate it to Him. I want Him to feel my love in ways He never has before. I continue to move my hands over His skin and the idea comes to my head...worship your Master's cock. I smile and know that I want to go slow, I want to take my time and show Him with my every move just how much I love Him.

He has told me that the head of His magnificent cock is very sensitive. He has also shown me a couple of other "spots" on His cock that appreciate extra attention. I remember that now and decide to give all of His special "places" the attention they deserve.

I keep lightly caressing along the length of Him...never clutching or stroking...just light, feather touches all over. He moans and shivers. I smile.

I know I want to give Him pleasure but I also know He is tired. I am not sure if He will even get hard. Usually this makes me unhappy...I want to always please Him. This time, I realize I don't care. It doesn't matter if He gets hard or not...it doesn't matter even if He cums...it only matter that I get to worship His cock, that I can give Him pleasant sensations with my hands and mouth.

I keep touching Him with my hands. I want to take my time before I ever put my lips and mouth on Him. I want Him trembling. He sighs and I smile again. I kiss His body...sucking on His sensitive nipples...His back arches ever so slightly. I smile some more. It is time to change things just a tiny bit.

I move down on the bed pushing blankets out of the way. I position myself to that I am laying at His side with my head at cock level. This leaves my hands free to keep up their explorations. His penis is still limp but I am not concerned. I know He is enjoying what I am doing by the sounds He is making.

I adore His manhood. I treasure it with my hands. The velvet softness of the head amazes me...as I stroke it with tenderness I can feel my pussy getting hot and wet. I want to kiss it. I now know I NEED to kiss it.

I move so that I am resting on one elbow, my head is just above His cock and I still have one hand free. I occupy it by cupping His balls, squeezing gently at first then a little harder. He moans again...deeply. I smile again...broadly.

I can wait no longer. I lean over and kiss the velvet crown of the cock I worship. I let my lips glide over it, never allowing the head to slip inside my mouth, just kissing it with all the love I feel in my heart. He moans again and His cock stiffens. I am dazzled by how quickly velvet-soft turns to steel and my pussy clenches automatically, squeezing a phantom cock.

I trace along the length of His hardening member with my finger once more. Then, with reverence, I lower my head and slowly take Him into my wet mouth. I close my lips around it making a tight circle with them. I want to memorize every centimeter of it with my lips and tongue. He moans and shivers.

My instinct is to suck Him in and out of my mouth but I resist the urge. I want this to last as long as possible. I slide His head out of my mouth and trace along the ridge of it with my tongue...over and over I go and with every pass His cock pulsates and jumps. It's as if it yearns to be inside of my mouth. I certainly yearn to have it there. Again I resist the temptation to just suck Him deeply into my throat. I want this to last!

I lick along the length of the cock in my possession and after I am finished with my tongue inspection I lift my head for a moment. I look up at the Man who owns my soul. His head is back and there is a smile on His face that I don't know if I have ever seen before...He is completely under my spell and He loves it. I smile myself and return to my worship.

When I lower my head this time I take His whole cock into my mouth...slowly...I purse my lips and force His cock to part them. I know He likes it when I do that. It feels tight on His cock, like when He parts my flesh to enter my ass. He grips the sheet and moans His encouragement. I continue to suck Him inside the wet warmth of my mouth. I know He is imagining sliding into something else warm and wet.

Once His cock-head has touched the back of my throat I stop. I stay like this, my mouth stuffed with His hardness, sucking but not moving. Again because I know its something He likes and this is about pleasing Him. While I am poised there I decide to play with His balls, something new. I cup them, squeezing for a bit, then release them. Then I tickle along the surface of them, slide my fingers under and tickle there. His reaction is immediate...indrawn breath and His back arches...moans of pleasure. I am transported by the knowledge that I am doing this to Him...for Him.

He hips begin to buck and I know the tension is getting to Him. He wants me to move and I do. I slide His cock out and then in...again and again. I go as slow as I can. His moans increase as I increase the tempo of my sucking and His cock gets even harder. I know He is close. I suck as hard as I can and pull Him out of my mouth with a loud, wet plop. His breath sucks in and He gasps, "oh my god!" I smile again.

I slip two fingers up the side of His wet penis and He shivers. His breathing is ragged and I know I have taken Him to the edge. I give Him a second to prepare for the next onslaught. I pull Him into my mouth again with my lips puckered tightly and begin the slow in and out movement. His cock throbs in my mouth and becomes increasingly rigid. I suck as hard as I can while pulling Him out of my mouth. I pick up the pace all the time trying to suck harder. He gasps again and grips the sheets tighter. I know He is ready and this time I want to taste His cum.

I suck hard while I move my mouth faster. I let my tongue dance along His cock while it slides in and out. I can feel the head flare out forcing my mouth wider and I know it will be soon. I suck as hard as I can and move my free hand back to His balls, squeezing gently. His hips buck upward forcing His wonderful cock deep into my throat and that's when I feel it...His hot cum shooting into my mouth.

Success! As He cums I slow my pace but increase the sucking and He moans and says to me, "oh man, that is incredible baby!"

I am engulfed by happiness and joy. I want to taste every drop of Him. I want to consume His essence into me. I suck His cock, drinking of Him, as His hips slow their movement I slow mine. I realize I am coming full circle in my worship of Him. I repeat the steps that I began with in reverse...slowly sucking, then licking, then kissing His cock. When I finally am forced to let it slip from my mouth I feel a little sad but it quivers with pleasure and I am fulfilled.

He pulls me up to lay on His chest. He strokes my hair and says the magic words, "lil one, that was amazing! I have never experienced anything like that before. You had every nerve ending dancing and singing!"

"Did I please You, Master?" I ask quietly.

"Oh yes, lil one, oh yes."

"Thank You, Master. That is what I wanted." I snuggle into His chest and let my fingers trace along His body once more. He shivers and covers us with the blankets. I am content, happy and full of light. I feel totally satisfied even though I had no orgasm of my own... His hands never once touched my pussy. I am surprised to find that it doesn't matter; I still feel this sense of complete contentment.

I am surrounded by love and peace that is what satisfies my soul and fills me with joy. He pulls me tighter to Him and snuggles His head into my hair. My heart swells with the joy and I feel like I might explode with it all. Then He whispers to me, "You are the best, lil one. You surprise me with your love and devotion sometimes. I am so lucky to have you."

The intensity of the emotions I am experiencing makes me feel lost for a moment. I am overwhelmed, my head pounds and I know my heart will burst. Then He throws me the life line...the tether that binds me to Him...He says, "I love you."

I am saved. I turn into His body and drift to sleep...safe...sound...content...ready to serve. I am His...forever.