Oral Obsession

So we have been in your hotel room for a little over 30 minutes
with more than a few awkward moments. I've decided to put
an end to the awkwardness. I had noticed you brought books
with you and you had them scattered throughout the room.
I went to a stack on the floor by the dresser and looked through
them. Knowing it was on the dresser above me, I ask you for
one book in particular. You walk over to look for the book.
As you stand beside me shuffling through the books on the
dresser I quietly raise to my knees gently reaching for
your belt, I have come to love the feel of a man's cock growing
hard in my mouth. You turn slightly to meet my gaze as I begin
to massage you while I undo your belt. It has been to long
since I held you and now more than every I want to hold your
cock in my mouth. As my hands slowly lower your jeans, my
body follows and I rest my body with my knees tucked seductively
under my bottom. My soft warm lips begin to part and allow
you access, I am too late to enjoy the engorging of your cock.
However, I can still admire the feel of the firm flesh as
it pulses within the warmth of my mouth. As your cock enters,
my tongue does a slow and strong dance around its head as
it makes its journey deep into the depths of my yearning
mouth. My hands having finished their previous task, have
returned to handle the base of your thick firm shaft and
cup and massage your taught balls. As my mouth warms to its
new tenant my hand strokes that part of your large cock that
has yet to be accommodated. your precum mixes with my saliva
to lubricate your cock making it easier to slide my mouth
up and down, my tongue applying firm pressure on the underside
of your shaft on each upward stroke. At the moment I am teasing
you. Working my mouth at no particular pace or rhythm, I
simply enjoy the taste and feel of you filling my mouth.
The occasional pulsing of the veins and the momentary throb
of excitement in your cock are echoed in my own pelvis. Pulling
you completely out with every stroke I lightly nibble your
head and tongue the tip. Loving the feel of every inch of
your cock I take a moment to caress it with my face. Gently
rubbing it across my cheeks while extending my face into
your pelvis so I can briefly suck on your balls. I look up
to your eyes to see if you are enjoying the moment and a shiver
runs through my body as I look up to the person towering over
me and feel that familiar wave of pleasure at being on my
knees before you. Your hands have begun to caress my face
and play with my hair as my head begins to find a subtle rhythm.
The hand stroking your cock slides to find its place gently
massaging your bottom and ever so slightly pushing your
hips into my face. My mouth is relaxing around your girth
and I am now able to begin the task of taking your entire length
deep into my throat. Again I look up into your eyes; However
this time it is not to search out your satisfaction, It is
to fire the flames of my passion for servicing you. To feel
for the moment as if you are the owner of my body. The heat
of passion created by this thought forces my body to rise
into yours. My breasts glide up your legs as I rise up onto
my knees again, forcing your cock deep, deep into my throat.
My new position has caused the tip of your penis to rub against
the back of my throat sending a tingle through my spine down
to my moist lips. In the excitement my mouth begins to pick
up the pace at which it is stroking your cock. one hand slightly
tightens the grip on your balls while the other hand doubles
it's effort to push your hips into my face. I am ferociously
hungry now and I am taking in your cock to its base longing
for each downward stroke to thrust the tip against the back
of my throat. I begin to feel my own juices flow down the insides
of my thighs and my back arches as I try to encompass both
your cock and your balls in my mouth. My mouth is no longer
performing a blow job it is simply presenting itself to
be fucked hard and deep. Your hands entwined in my hair have
locked together behind my head. as if you know my needs you
begin to hold my head in place as you drive your hips into
my face pounding your cock into the back of my throat. As
you begin to fuck my face your pace quickens and your outward
strokes shorten. This action leaves your cock buried more
deeply into my throat for longer periods of time. I am no
longer able to breath as often and I am beginning to spasm
from the force of your pounding cock. I realize that both
my hands are now pushing on your behind helping to drive
your hips forward, fueling my hunger to take you deeper
into my soul. I can not describe the pleasure I feel as your
balls slap against my chin and your cock drives ever deeper
into me. I concentrate on the pounding my throat is taking
the pulses of your cock as it enlarges slightly each time
I gasp for a breath and the terrible longing I feel each time
I take that breath. The longing to be filled completely
by your cock and each breath a denial of that need. I concentrate
on the power in the hands that hold my head. I concentrate
on the power of each driving thrust and the spasm of enjoyment
that rockets through my spine traveling to the center of
my being heating my pelvis to the point of explosion. My
hands feel your tush begin to tense and I explode into my
orgasm anticipating the deliverance of my reward. My body
begins to spasm as your final thrusts reach deep into my
throat and my tongue takes it's final strokes of your cock
as you cum into my mouth. Warm bursts of cum pulse down my
throat and my hunger begins to subside. As the tension leaves
your body, I lower my shivering and weak body back to the
floor keeping your cock in my mouth to enjoy every last drop
of your cum, cherish every last moment of your cock in my
mouth and dwell on the last few moments of pounding lust
I have been allowed. When I am sure you are spent and I have
licked your cock clean, I pull your jeans back into place
and curl up on your bed as you turn to finish your work. Slowly
I drift off to sleep lulled by the echoing spasms of my own
orgasm.

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