This is the first story I am publishing, though I have written quite a few for some special people in my life... comments are welcome! :) Happy reading.
I've been thinking about you all day-thinking about the way you smile, the way you kiss, the way you taste. The way you smell when that beautiful cock is between my lips and my nose pressed into your balls.
I love when you tell me how good it feels as the tip slides into my throat. I would suck you all day long, that fantastic muscle gliding along my tongue. You so sweetly touch my neck, and barely brush your fingers in my hair as I feverishly lick and nibble at your shaft, making you twitch in anticipation. I sense you tightening, struggling not to come yet, and I massage your balls to relax you- I am not done with you just yet.
You force yourself to pass the urge to grab a fistful of my hair and push yourself deeper into my face by sliding your hand down to my ass. There you are comfortable grabbing as tightly as you want. I hear you softly groan as I use my hand to squeeze your shaft as I suck harder and faster, bringing you closer to your release. Your hand is keeping up with my rhythm, squeezing my ass over and over. I slow my pace and you slide your hand between my legs, quickly finding my swollen and soaked clit. You give my clit a good pinch and smile as I jolt forward, ramming you further down my throat. You trace a lazy pattern over and around my sensitive button, and I start moaning and pushing myself harder into your hand, tonguing your heavy balls and rubbing my face on your dick. As you flick my clit with your fingers, I use my tongue to do the same to the head of your cock, and finally you can't take it anymore.