"Come on, just touch it one time."
I looked away from the movie I had been watching to realize I was face to face with my boyfriend's cock for the first time. He had unleashed his beast while I wasn't paying attention. Perplexed by nerves, I simply stared at him.
"Excuse me?" I said finally.
"Touch it. I need you to." He said.
"No, what you need is a cold shower. Besides, I don't know if I'm ready to with you yet. " I replied scooting away from him a couple of inches.
I was slightly offended that he'd just pull himself out at an inappropriate time. Still yet, I couldn't take my eyes off his cock. I wanted to know what it felt like, what it tasted like, but I didn't think we'd been seeing each other long enough to get that intimate together.
"I don't need a cold shower. I need you to get me off. Be a bad girl for once and try something without thinking about it" He retorted.
He reached for my hand, and slowly guided me down to his package. Just as he was ready to close my hand over his cock, I jerked my hand back, causing him to grab it himself. Before he could retract his hand, I placed mine over his.
"I want to see how you do it." I said shyly.
"You serious?" He asked skeptically.
"Oh yeah." I purred in his ear.
"Got anything I can lube up with?" He asked.
I took his hand off his cock, brought it up to my mouth, and licked his palm a few times to make it slick.
"There's your lube." I said, placing his hand back on his cock. "Now, show me what you like."
As he began to stroke his cock, I cupped his face in my hands and began kissing him, shyly running my tongue around his lips. Coaxing him to open his mouth, he finally gave in. Moving in slow circles, I began to lavish his tongue with mine, like a slow massage. Like a ghost, my right hand moved over his left ear, his chest, his pelvis, until it met his hand, stroking his epicenter.
I laid my hand on top of his, riding the stroke of his cock. After a moment, I pulled away from the kiss, looked deeply into his lust-filled blue eyes, and easily guided his hand away from his cock.
"My turn" I whispered, suddenly overcome with lust.
I slid my hand slowly, easily over his member, applying a little more pressure with each stroke. I could feel his cock throbbing against my palm and I moaned out loud.
"Like my cock?" He asked.
"Yes" I replied, barely able to get out the word.