I let you strip me first; for no particular reason other than it feels so much sexier for me to be naked and vulnerable in the arms of a fully dressed man who is anticipating and formulating in his mind his plans regarding what he is going to do with me, and to me. Our bodies press together. My nipple rings press against your pec's through the fabric of your T shirt. Your hands are on my ass, pulling me tightly to you, pressing your bulge against my freshly shaved and quickly dampening flesh. You partially lift me, bringing me to my does as you grind rough denim against my clit. Lightning bolts of passion race through my body as your hard cock sizes up the tight pussy it will soon be stretching and pummeling. Your fingers press into the cleft and I gasp as the tip of your middle finger pushes into my tight anal opening, just to let me know that if you decide to take me there you won't ask. You will simply force your swollen cock inside and use my ass for your pleasure; just as you are about to use my pussy for your pleasure.
First, however, there are other tasks to perform. I feel your hands on my shoulders as you push me to my knees. I would go willingly, but it's so much hotter to be pushed. I rub my face over your bulge and bring my hands to press against the front of your jeans, as if in worship. I love sucking. I think I like sucking even more than feeling that hard, throbbing cock deep inside me. My hands slide up and I unfasten your belt, leaving it to hang open. I pull on the fabric of your jeans to take pressure off the button. The button slides through the hole and they are unfastened. My finger and thumb grip the zipper and I lower it. As I do, your hardening cock tents your boxers and falls against my face. I lean in and mouth it through the material of your boxers as I slowly work your jeans off your hips. I can feel the heat from it in my mouth.
Your jeans are carefully lowered down your legs and you step out of them as I hold the denim. Now I slide back up, trailing my tongue along the inside of your thigh from your knee to the bottom of your boxers. Your hard cock presses against the fabric as I rub first my face and then my breasts over it. I still don't look up at you. My focus is on your cock. I bite the waistband of your boxers and pull out and down. The hot tip of your cock is exposed I pull the elastic over it. Without using my hands, only using my teeth, I drag your boxers down until they fall at your ankles. As you step out of them, I sit back on my heels, look up at you and smile.
I begin by leaning forward and slowly dragging my tongue over your balls to the underside of your cock, and then along the length of you, keeping my tongue flat and following the large tubal vein at the underside of your cock. I can feel the heat of your body against my tongue and taste the saltiness of your sweat. My tongue remains flattened against you as I drag it over the sensitive ridge to your glans. I feel you shudder at this, but it's only the beginning. I repeat the process, starting slightly to the right of the wet trail of my saliva and lick slowly over your balls and up your shaft. I turn my head slightly to wet the side of your cock this time. When I complete the third lick, your balls and your cock glisten with a thin sheen of my saliva.
I reach to you and pull your cock down slightly. I love the way it stands on its own, rock hard, ready to fuck me. My lips greet the tip of it as I kiss it gently. My lips part and my tongue explores the opening, affording me the first taste of your pre-cum. I pull my hair back with both hands and look up at you. My eyes meet yours. I want to watch your eyes as I very slowly begin to suck you into my mouth. You watch as the tip of your cock slides into my mouth and the shaft slowly follows. I can see the expression on your face as I slowly take your thick cock into my mouth, all the way to the back of my throat. I let you gag me with it, but just enough. When I pull back I open my mouth to leave a thin strand of saliva connecting your cock with my mouth. I can tell by your reaction that you enjoy that image as much as I do.
I reach out and wrap my hand around that hard shaft. It feels nice and thick; almost too thick. I begin to work my mouth up and down on the shaft while stroking you with a twisting motion. My saliva coats your flesh and I work it in with my fingers as I suck you. My tongue remains against the underside of your shaft as I bob my head on you. I can taste the dripping of your pre-cum on my tongue. I feel your fingers in my hair as your hands lightly grip my head. This feels so good; so hot. I could almost cum just from sucking you like this.
Your groans get louder and your pre-cum lingers on my taste buds. I pull off you now and reach into my purse. My fingers slowly stroke you, not letting you cool off and not taking you closer to the edge. I slide down lower and place a pinch of Pop Rocks in my mouth as I suck on your balls. The pop rocks fizzle and zing over you, in what I like to call "Space Balls." I can tell by your reaction that it's had the desired effect. Maybe you've experienced something like that before, maybe not. As far as I know, I thought of it.
I unwrap a Halls and slip it under my tongue, then grab some crushed ice from my drink. I go down on you again, this time with the cold ice in my mouth. The effect is predictable. Your erection fades and the urge to cum subsides. This is only temporary. As the ice melts, I roll the Halls up from under my tongue and continue. In no time the heat from the cough drop and the textures of my mouth have you raging hard again. I call that technique "Fire and Ice." Again, I'm pretty sure I'm not the first to try it because there is very little new when it comes to sex, but I discovered it on my own.