I had been sat on the porch for close to an hour now, not that time was relevant to me right then, I just sat, watched the stars and chilled, something I hadn't been able to do for many weeks now due to one or the other of us having work or family commitments, tonight it just felt right to do so. Stacey had joined me a few minutes after I came out, sat next to me snuggled up and just went with the flow, I was a lucky man to have a woman like Stacey in my life, we had met in the mall, or I should say I fell over her in the mall and boy she knew many a word that could make a sailor blush and had used most of them on me for not seeing her. When her temper and her knowledge of all her swear words had subsided enough for me to get a word in edgeways all she see was a guy with a huge grin on his face looking at her.
With her face still flushed she said, "so what are you grinning at?"
I just smiled even more and said, "you think it's about time I offered to take you over there for a coffee now?"
She looked at me and then over to some tables the other side of the mall, a few people were sitting and watching the spectacle of a woman giving this man a good roasting,
"yeah I suppose it is."
That was over a year ago now, I was a gentleman and since I had said a coffee, coffee was all we sat and drank, we were there for the rest of the afternoon, it was a strange conversation really, not one that perfect strangers would ever have. It would see saw back and fourth and be brutally honest in its content, from that meeting it progressed to another at the coffee shop, Stacey said it was best we meet at the coffee shop since she didn't want me to run her over again in the mall.
That led onto a date and the rest as they say is history, my revelry was broken when she got up off the couch held her hand out,
"time for bed big guy, I need skin."
Our holding hands lasted as far as the door, then she let go and as she made her way to the bedroom she was taking her clothes off as she walked letting then drop to the floor as she went, she never wore much in the house at the best of times and now wasn't any different, she got to the bedroom as naked as the day she was born, I took my lead from her and had also dropped my clothes on the floor, she walked into the bathroom and I made myself comfortable on the bed.
Moments later she came out, and stood by the door totally in naked mode. Stacey naked was one of God's gifts to man. She stood there and allowed me to take in her body which was glorious in every aspect. To me she had an athletic body, yet had more curves than anyone could imagine when seen clothed. Her hair was up which served to not only frame her beautiful face but also give the appearance of her being more naked. Her breasts were full and round and though having a slight pendulous sag stood proudly from her chest. Her stomach was tight but possessed the same evidence of child-birth that I've always found enticing, to me she was and always will be sex on legs.
At a loss for words and lost in my thoughts she gave me another moment of viewing pleasure before slowly sauntering over to me. Her walk was natural but her hips seemed to sway a foot in either direction with every step she took. Standing directly in front of me by the bed I took more time to drink in her body before getting up on my knees on the bed, I was now at the right height to give her a deep passionate kiss and rest my hands on her firm ass cheeks.
The kiss did its job of stirring my penis into hardness which was not lost on her as she grounded her pelvis against my crotch squashing her hairless pubic bone against my hard penis.
She stepped back and simply said "My turn"
Before pushing me backwards onto the bed, landing between my open legs. Her eyes never left my crotch nor did the smile leave her face. She let out a soft sigh as her fingers in one torturously slow and fluid movement slipped around my rock hard penis, letting out another moan. Her eyes lit up and her face filled with a look of lust as she stared at my manhood the back up to my face. She grabbed the base in one hand and fondled my balls with the other before taking what remained outside her hand into her warm mouth.
She licked it, kissed and rubbed it all over her face while softly moaning. She nuzzled her nose into my ball sac and let my cock lay on her face as she sucked each of my balls into her mouth and tested their texture and flavor with a tongue that was busy softly making circles. As her tongue bathed my ball sack and my bloated penis rested across her face leaking pre-cum onto her forehead my head was filled with thoughts I so desperately wanted to take her, my blood was fuelled with lust now, Stacey was lost in the act and my penis hardened like it had not been in ages and was now bouncing over her face, on her nose, streams of pre-cum painting her hair, and her mouth didn't stop alternately licking and kissing.
Then trying to suck both my balls into her mouth, causing me to wince slightly and making me realize that if I didn't stop her sucking she would spend the rest of this night just tending to my balls. I placed my hand on her forehead and pushed her away from my balls, this was the first time I really 'saw' her face and the look on it, I would say from that evening both our lives changed.
Her face was flushed and obscenely covered in a combination of our fluids, her chest heaved and was blotched in red marks, as if licking my balls had caused her to break out in a rash, those marvelous breasts whose areola's were just moments before had complimented her breasts had given up some of their flesh and transformed into long thick nipples, what little areola's were left was now a much darker skin.
But it was the look on her face. Part animal but at the same time childlike, as if her favorite toy had been abruptly removed and wasn't sure if she should cry or fight to get it back. In either regard, it touched something inside of me that was equally contradictory, partly dark and part gentleman. We stared at each other for what seemed to be much longer than the few moments it took for us to come to a silent understanding. I grabbed a handful of her hair in one hand and with the other directed my swollen penis into her waiting, open mouth.
In all of the year of being with Stacey and those many experiences when I was single never have I so roughly shoved myself in to a woman's mouth, but now it seemed not only natural but the only option I had. I held her head and pushed my entire length in her mouth and down her throat causing her to gag and then pulling out to give her some air only to shove myself back inside until she gagged and moaned in pleasure. I continued to do this until she eventually held my ass when I wanted to pull out and in fact she was the one who had kept my penis deep in her throat until tears formed in her eyes. I did pull out and she gasped for air and again I heard her speak the one word that has seemed to have now defined our relationship from that moment on.
"More."
I put my hand behind her neck and dropped my penis down her throat till she gagged on it again, but this time I was in control and did not give in, I pushed her head back so I could force my penis deeper down her throat, the gags were no longer coming from her throat but somewhere deep within her, their sound more guttural, the sound more erotic and yet almost animal. Every time I withdrew myself my penis quivered and slapped her face, causing her face to get redder and her moans of desire to become louder and more desperate.