My mouth traced down his stomach, tasted his belly button, ran my tongue in lazy circles around it, going wider and wider, down into his groin. When I got to the edge of his hair, all damp and curly from my wetness, I sucked the hair into my mouth, pulling and teasing, while I felt the hardness of his cock lying against my throat.
His hands were entwined in my hair now, silently urging me on...to continue...to NOT stop. I was getting so hot, I didn't know if I could hold off any longer. I moved down on the bed just a bit more, so I could move around his cock and take his balls into my mouth. One at a time, I caressed, sucked, tongued, loving the fullness and the hardness of them. I knew...I knew I could drain every drop from them. I stroked the insides of his thighs, ending each stroke at the center of his manhood.
Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer. I wrapped my mouth around the base of his shaft, and slowly worked my lips and tongue up one side and down the other. His cock was quivering with the wanting of me, but he was waiting to see what I would do. I had his dick all nicely wet, when I stopped at the tip and opened my mouth wide and pulled in the head, just to the lip, and the cord just beneath. I touched this cord very gently, knowing how sensitive it was. My tongue was going around in slow circles, stopping often to dip into the slit at the tip of his head. Slow drops of precum were oozing out the end and I licked them off, knowing there was more coming.
Maddeningly and slowly, I sunk down on his dick, wrapping my tongue around his shaft, flexing and stroking while pressing tightly against it. Up and down I went. One hand softly massaging his balls and my other hand at the base of his prick, stretching and pushing the skin in rhythm to the up and down movement of my head. I could sense the tightening of his muscles, the clenching of his hands in my hair, and the moans of "Don't stop, please don't stop, I can't stop, I am going to cum. Help me, I need you".