An end to the secrets.
As you lower yourself towards me, your tongue reaches out to flick a sensitive nipple. I gasp then I feel your mouth on me, warm and wet, engulfing the tip of my breast. You suckle gently, sending shivers of pleasure through me. I grasp the back of your head and caress you, holding you close to me as I moan softly. I love the feel of your mouth on my body.
You make your way to the other side, reaching up with your hand to continue caressing the breast you just left. I want you. I need you. You sense this and raise up to bring your lips to mine.
On the way, you pause just a moment. Our breaths mingle and our lips are a mere millimeter away from each other, as for just a few seconds we drink in the scent and taste of our mingled essences.
Suddenly, your body is covering mine. Our lips meet, our chests press together, our hips grind into each other, and our legs intertwine. I know that you are preparing to enter me, and I want you inside me.
I roll you over onto your back, and sit astride you. I continue to kiss you ferociously, voraciously, surprised at the heat of the fire inside of me. I can't get enough of the taste of you in my mouth. Moving on to your neck, I breathe you in deeply, filling my mind with your scent. I lick and suck your neck, kissing and nibbling my way down to your chest, across your hard stomach, to the root of your passion.
This is what I have been looking forward to all night long. I take your manhood into my hands and lift it to my lips. Placing a light kiss on your sensitive head, I glance up at you. You are looking down at me, perhaps a little bemused, but ready to let me have my way with you. I smile, and lower my hot wet lips to your head. Taking just the tip of you into my mouth, I suckle gently, running my tongue around the sensitive ridge at the base of your head, feeling you stiffen even further in my mouth.
As I roll my tongue around, I feel your body responding to me, and your hips rising to meet me. This is the cue I have been waiting for. Slowly, I slide my lips down your shaft, taking more of you into me. I can feel you bumping the back of my throat as I gently bob up and down, licking the underside of your cock with each movement.
"Oh yes, exactly like that," I hear you say. I love it when you talk to me, when you tell me what you enjoy. There is nothing more sensual to me than to learn every nuance of how to pleasure you.
I use a single hand in rhythm with my mouth, covering your entire length with my hot wet saliva and a firm pressure sliding up and down. Your hips continue to rise to me, and I am wet just knowing that you are enjoying my worship of you.
That is what this is, worship. It is a physical expression of my feelings for you, my need and my desire for you. I find it hard to put into words at times, but I can show you by making love to you in very many ways.
I slow my movements. I want to build up tension, build up a release like you have never had before from an oral caress. Keeping my hand on your prick so it is not suddenly cold and lonely, I lick my way down your shaft to the root and nuzzle your balls.
You smell so spicy and male, my appetite roars. I lick along your sack with my tongue, feeling your response in the quick trembling of your thighs. Carefully, I take one soft oval into my mouth and hold it there. Using my tongue, I move it around gently, coating it with my saliva and quietly sucking. I hear a soft moan from you, which inspires me to continue.
Although your scrotum is as amply sized as your member, with a bit of skill, I manage to fit both of your heavenly jewels into my mouth and lick and suck them softly while I continue to minister to your staff, keeping you hard and ready for my mouth again.
Gently releasing your sack from my mouth, I use my tongue to massage the true base of your penis between your nuts.