No matter how lovely is her face, or for that matter her tits, I am drawn to a woman's sex. My gaze is thrust towards her belly, and her cunt. To me, a woman becomes nothing else but her cunt. My gaze fights for possession of her luscious cunt. Afterall her cunt is the secret of her body. I am always on watch for those lips, those fleshy gates that I must pass through. For despite my vulgarity for pornography, I do have a romantic side to me. A kiss on her rosebud mouth full of juice, with the fleshy cock of a tongue inside, the teeth to nibble upon it, and the tongue to search through the salivary juices to the back of the throat, so fucking warm inside the cavern of her mouth. My hands on her breasts, unclipping the bra, fingers feeling for the nipples like a hungry mouth. Her nipples erect like two little cocks, or blunt pointed dowels. I bend them side to side. My cock is pressing into her soft belly.
I whisper "I love you" this declaration of the desperate flesh that wants to feel her, be inside her. I picture the nudity of my erection, her lips parting and opening as I push into her love hole. But not yet. I remove her panties. Now you stand completely naked before me. Pleasure gushes through me at seeing her naked. What a mind blowing cunt she has. I am sure I can hear her lips smacking in anticipation of the arrival of my cock. Earlier we pissed conversation like a weak bladder in the hope this would happen. The smell of moist cunt, and moist ass, my tongue was wetting for her. A creamfruit smell arose from my cock, I had smelt it sometimes in bed before I fell asleep. Putting a finger into the end of my cock, the slight moistness, then sniffing my finger, that is what I smelt. I could tell by the way she grabbed my cock she could smell it too.
Before I partake in sex, I always wash myself, especially my cock, and of course my anus. I peel back my foreskin, and bathe all the parts therein. Then it is time to wash studiously the crenulations of my anus, soaping the outside, and even the inside, stirring my finger around inside. I like my balls. They are well shaped. I have a very nice pair. I couldn't imagine my cock without them. Imagine having a cock and nothing else. Like the balls are hidden away inside like a pair of woman's ovaries. They would have to change the shape of male underwear. But really excites me, is when a woman sees my cock, and exclaims "What a nice cock." She feels my cockness with her hand "oooooooo" that's lovely. She can't wait till it pushes her labia flesh aside "Jesuuus!."
She told me that my ball bag had a lovely spicy smell. She should know, because she had her nose close to them. Actually she had her olfactory within the folds of skin. Fuck she sure knew how to make a guy feel good about his balls. Mine were heavy and loose, and she loved the feel of them inside her mouth. Its wet and warm, and I love the pull as if she was trying to swallow me down, but instead she swills my ball around her mouth, I am in sexual heaven, my cock is as hard as applewood, slammed against my belly. Clear drops ooze from the red slit like dew on the tip of morning grass. One clear drop rolls down the shaft, following a lustful vein that forks off towards my balls, and settles onto her upper lip. I feel so embodied. This is what sex does to me. I ooze out of my cockhole dripping like a tap that is about to be turned on.
She has one ball in her mouth sucking on it, then releases it and gobbles the other ball sucking it into her mouth. I grab my cock with my right hand and begin to wank my boner, the head is silk-slippery from all the precum. Her big eyes are looking up at me like a doll, my balls rearranging in her mouth, and I shoot my load into the air, a long whiplike thread curving through the air landing on her face, her eyes, her hair, my discharging balls still in her hot mouth.