“Okay, baby just put the headphones on and enjoy.” Pressing my body against Jason’s was just enough to make us both fall and sink into the soft leather of the couch beside my computer table. I placed the headphones over his ears as my thigh brushed the bulge between his legs.
“What are you doing to me, Karra?”
I pulled the headphone back just enough for him to hear my breathiest voice as I said, “This will make you so hot.” His tension melted as the sound of my voice coursed its steamy path through the spiraling curvature of his ear. “I got this off of the Internet today. Just for you.”
I made the few steps over to the computer and with a click of the mouse started the MP3 player. Immediately my new recording began its intoxicating work inside his brain as he heard the sound of my orgasmic groaning dubbed over one of my piano improvisations.
“Oh this is hot!” The slight curl of a wicked little smile came over his face as he pressed the headphones hard against his ears to catch every nuance of orgasmic sound. “Jeez—I can’t believe this!” The bulge in the crotch of his jeans was growing. He offered no resistance as I unbuttoned the waste band and carefully ease the copper zipper over his intensifying erection.
He was moving in rhythm with the music as I reached inside his loosened jeans and cradled him in my palm. The crotch of his underwear was damp from sweat. His cotton covered testicles made a delightfully soft and meaty mound in my hand. My fingers slid under the edge of his underwear and gently brushed against the glans of his penis. His tummy quickly recoiled as I did. I repeated this several times until I could tell from his breathing that he was really hot. I disengaged and pulled away from him to sit on my heals.
Through lusty eyes he watched as I brought my fingers to my nose and sniffed the musty odor of Jason before inserting them into my mouth to taste his essence. I could feel how wet I was getting as I raised up to unbutton his blue denim work shirt. His chest and rippled abdomen were wonderfully tanned, smooth, and hairless. I let my tongue flick and circle around his hard nipples. His sharpened breathing indicated he liked it.
Jason helped pull my tube top over my head. Cupping my breast in my hand I rubbed our nipples together. It sent the most delicious bolt of energy through my body. I pulled his jeans over his strong thighs and over his knees until they crumpled around his ankles.. I teased him by petting him through the soft cotton of his underwear before removing them to expose him fully.
Cupping him with my right hand I lowered my wet lips and engulfed him as my tongue circled the glans. He was throbbing. I could feel his pulse beating through the soft wetness of my lips as they stretched around him. I opened my mouth wide enough to swallow his length completely. I could feel him sliding along the roof of my mouth and back of my throat as my nose was buried in his coarse pubic hair. He began making short but hard thrusts of his pelvis before his entire body became suddenly very rigid.
With one hand on my breast and one hand inside my pants, I brought myself to orgasm just as Jason’s began to subside. I let my head rest on his belly. The erotic mixture of our juices coated my lips and face causing my cheek and mouth to slide up and down the soft skin of his lower abdomen as my body flexed in the wake of orgasm.
Jason’s body relaxed. He was out of breath as he pulled the headphones away from his head and laid them on the table. His voice was breathy and hoarse as he said, “What a rush. I’m sorry—I couldn’t hold back. That was totally awesome.”
“It really made you hot didn’t it?”
“Oh, man.”
Looking up, I wiped my mouth with my hand and said, “Did you know it was me?”
“Baby, you’re too good. When did you do that?”
“Well, I’ve been recording stuff for awhile now.”
Jason was so relaxed he sounded like he was almost asleep, “Stuff—what stuff?”
“I’ve been making recordings of myself—you know…”
“You mean having sex?”
“Yeah, and so the other day, I thought it might be sort of cool to do an improvisation that went with one of my recordings of me—you know—masturbating.”
“Karra, you are one kinky babe.” Jason looked down at me and smiled slyly.
“You liked it though didn’t you?”
