Cum For Me 750 Words

Between this line and 'THE END' is precisely 750 words, the minimum length of a story on Literotica. The idea is to use each of those words judicially to convey something. F.S.

"That feels so good," he moans as I place soft licks on his smooth glans.

I part my lips and take him.

"You're the best," he sighs, I know it's true.

He is so close. So close.

Wind the clock back one fourth of an hour:

I know what I want. I want him so bad. He knows that, this day, he is in luck.

I won't need my clothes for what I have in mind. I drop my jeans. I know he likes my legs. I pull off my socks.

Next my shirt. I cross my arms, grip the hem, and pull up. I wear no bra, I have no need. I know he loves my small breasts. That makes me love him more. He just wants me to be me.

Just my white thong is left. It's tight on my flesh. I'm so wet, it must show, right? But I want to tease.

I turn my back, and bend down. My breasts might be small, but my butt is plump. He likes my ass. I spank one cheek and give a yelp.

"Do you like that?" I purr. I know he does.

I slap cheek two and the blow stings me. My ass starts to turn red. Two more blows, one on each cheek, and he knows what is next.

I pull my thong down. It's crotch is wet with my juice. I turn and give it to him. He holds it to his nose and sniffs, a smile on his face. He loves my scent.

I am nude. I let him look at me. His eyes burn holes in me, he longs to fuck me so hard. I want that too, but first things first. I need my drink of cum.

I kneel by him. I take his belt, pull on it, loose the prong, slip it through his pant hoops. Next the clasp. I grip the tab and slide it down, steel teeth part as I do.

I ease his pants down his hips. His shorts form a tent, held up by one big pole. He is so stiff, just how I like him. I drag his shorts off, and it is free. It's long. It's thick. It's so, so hard. A twitch, and I smile. Twitch two and I want to taste it.

I grasp him, I give a squeeze, he gives a gasp. Then I pull down, and skin peels back to show a pink dome. It's tip has a bead of clear sap. Once more I squeeze and pull, the bead grows. It shines.

Out darts my tongue and I taste the salt. I lick my lips. I want more. A few quick strokes, then I squeeze once more. His breath is quick now. I feel blood pulse in his hard shaft. One more drop forms, I lick it up. My tongue makes him tense, his eyes close. I am such a tease.

But I know what he craves. I look up at him. I am such a sweet girl, right? But I'm a bad girl too. I part my lips, I bend my neck. And his large head is in my mouth.

I feel his pulse on my tongue as I lap at his shaft. He breathes, "Suck me please."

I want that too. And more, I want him deep. I want him in my throat. I bow my head, eyes still on his, and take more of him in my mouth. That feels so nice, he likes it too.

My cheeks squeeze his shaft. My tongue makes a groove to guide him to my throat. I want his balls to touch my chin. I gulp, as he slips in so deep. I gulp once more, my eyes wide, my throat full.

Then I pull back and gasp. Drool on my chin, I pant. I think it's time to make him cum.

I take him once more in my warm, wet mouth. My tongue can feel his throbs. I start to bob. I slide him in and out, in and out.

I look up and know it will be soon. I up my pace. I suck so hard. He moans and cries. He throbs so much.

I use my hand. i jerk and suck, and suck and jerk. His moans turn to screams, and he yells my name as the flood is let loose, and a white tide fills my mouth.

I smile as I gulp his warm cum.

THE END