As I taste myself on my fingers, licking my sweet juices off of them, I wish I was sucking at yours instead, giving you a little sample of what I want to do with that cock of yours, or rather with that beautiful cock of mine.
I want you lying on your back, stripped bare for me, legs spread, your head against a couple of pillows so that you can watch me play with you. Nails dragging on your sides, my lips on your neck, my tongue massaging your skin, then trailing a path to your nipples. My teeth bite down on your left one while my fingers toy with the other, balancing delicately between those pleasurable and painful tingling sensations. You gasp at the sudden intensity of the stimulation and a sweet little moan escapes your lips. There is just sth abt a man's nipples that I absolutely love. Maybe it is that they are so often given no attention, or that they are so small and sensitive and cute. I am sucking on each of them playfully, then licking my way down to your hip bones, while my hands reach the insides of your thighs and take advantage of the sensitivity of your skin there. My nails eventually circle around your tight balls, tickling them softly and your cock jumps slightly with every breath and every caress of my lips that you feel on your skin. I take in your aroma and look up at you with a mischievous gleam in my eyes, licking my lips.
The first lick is all the way from the soft skin between your anus and ballsack to the tip of your shaft, long and hard and wet. Your head falls to the side as you gasp for air. Before you can catch your breath, I gently bite the flushed engorged head and then make it back to your balls, a few little bites here and there. The feeling of my tongue there is soothing after the little jolts of pleasurable anguish. Watching you writhe as I take my time toying with you is just so intoxicating. You try to speak, try to tell me that you can't take much more of this after the long day you've had, after having none of that from me for so long. But your words fade fast, silenced by the deep groan that leaves your throat as I take in all of you. My mouth is so warm and as my tongue is dancing on your underside over and over, I can feel you grow even more and the look on your eyes is merely a silent plea. Such a dilemma. Should I take my time and not let you cum any time soon? Or should I take your breath away instead? It is just a matter of a few minutes if I put my mind to it. Or rather my mouth to it.
