No one seems to have noticed us here, on the edge of the party. We strolled away from the gathered crowd and slipped under the overhanging branches of this tree for some privacy - to taste the desire we've been feeling all night. Your gasps as I made you cum with my mouth were not as loud as they seemed at the moment. I love watching your eyes sweep around, half mortified and half aroused at the possibility of having been watched.
I can see so much in your eyes at moments like this. I can see that even as you search to ensure our privacy, you aren't going to stop. Your hand on my throbbing cock and the look on your face tell me that if you spot anyone who seems suspicious, you will find another place for us to escape prying eyes. I can feel your desire - your determination to have my cum.
We kiss and you moan as you taste your pussy on my lips. There's something so erotic about the way you love sex - everything about it...the way it turns you on to taste your sex on my tongue. I hear the sound you make, feel it in my throat and through your hand on my cock. Your overwhelming desire for me makes my balls pull up tight and hot. There is such a broad dynamic to your sexuality. You can be so perfectly compliant - totally satisfied when I take you, surrendering your body to me for our mutual pleasure. Other times you are so open, almost aggressive, in your demands to be pleased and your teasing, devilishly slutty desire to please.
Your thong is still pulled to the side, your skirt bunched up in front between us. My fingers gently caress your very wet and very swollen pussy. I love the way your hips move when I touch you just... like... this... It seems mostly involuntary - like your body responding to a deep need to be touched, with you consciously arching...pushing that extra inch in eager sympathy with your body's need.
Your eyes meet mine and there is something I haven't seen before. Aroused is one thing, but you look like you are ready to literally fuck me to death. Deep...hot...heat...undeniable heat smoulders in your eyes. My fingers are so wet. Your tongue slides over your lips as you smile at me. "I want to suck you right here."
You pull me around with your left hand, your right never leaving my throbbing, aching cock and push me back against the tree. Looking around to make sure we haven't been spotted, you drop to your knees smiling up at me. "Mmmm, baby, I love your cock..." as your tongue slides from my balls up the length..."I want you to cum in my mouth..." as your lips plant gentle sucking kisses on the head..."I want to taste you..." as your lips part and you take my cock halfway into your hot mouth. I can feel your tongue caressing the underside, the flat...the tip...Oh My God I love the way you suck me.
Sliding your hot mouth up and down the length of my cock, your tongue always caressing and cradling the underside. The head of my cock touches the top of your throat at the bottom of each stroke, while your fingers so gently caress, tickle and scratch behind my balls. Oh, I love that!...when you pause at the bottom, my cock touching the top of your throat, and you caress the base of my cock with your free hand...moaning with desire. I know what you want...and how you want it. You love to be taken this way and it SO turns me on to do it.
You love the way my cock curves up when it's hard. Slightly more than seven inches...your thumb and middle finger just circle it...the way it touches you in wonderful ways when we're fucking...but that curve means that when my cock slides into your throat in this position - with you kneeling before me - that it *bends the wrong way* a bit. It may not be huge, but when it bends that way it becomes extra stiff, the head swells.
