Now and then, I feel languorous, in a state of wanting something but too tired to do much about it. This morning is like that. I want to pleasure her, but I don’t want to work too hard, so I rest my head on her stomach, inches away from her gorgeous penis that is curled up and pointing to the side of her body.
I watch it, though it’s a little too close for me to focus properly, but that doesn’t matter. I reach my hand down to her thigh and stroke along it. She stirs beneath my head, slowly realising what is going on.
I have this grin on my face, in the safe knowledge that she is going to love what is going to happen. My fingertips hover over her flesh, teasing it, waiting for her to open her legs a smidgen so that I can hold her smooth balls in the cup of my hands.
She realises what I want, and she opens them, just enough for me to cradle her balls and sway them from side to side. I handle them like they are Baoding balls, marvelling in how they feel. I don’t know how she gets them so smooth, but they’re like handling silk.
Her penis twitches. I watch it. It begins to fill, becoming slightly larger with every passing second, like it’s extending, growing, stretching as it wakes. It extends a little along the crease between her thigh and stomach, and then suddenly it has a change of heart.
As it extends further, it slowly swings upwards, turns until it’s pointing along her body. It has unfurled itself as it pumps with blood. Then it stretches a little bit more. As if it’s taking its time to wake up as well.
It’s teasing me.
It wants me to move, stretch my chin forward to gather it up. But I’m not doing that this morning. I’m staying put. It can make more effort. It can come to me.
I feel her hands start to caress my waist, over my hips and down my thigh. A soft caress glides through the hair on my head, willing me forward. I don’t move. I hold my ground. Determined to let her reach me.
I’m sure my breath is teasing it. And then, in the same instance that her hand finds my nipple, her cock grows suddenly. I let my tongue explore the glossy flesh of her circumcised knob. Licking around the bulbous head with every stretch until my tongue slips into the groove. Her dick twitches once, twice, and then it’s between my lips, and I find my mouth pulling on it to make it extend further, until the rim is resting at the edge of my mouth.
My greedy lips suck on it, and I relent. I do move my head, but only a minuscule amount. Enough to harden it, tighten the skin on the whole shaft until it’s aching. The action is so soothing, so pleasant, so loving.
Her finger and thumb are not so loving. They’ve found my erect nipple, and now they are squeezing it. She thinks that by arousing me in this way, I will suck her faster, harder, and bring her off to an explosive climax, but despite my cock growing to her demands, I am not going to do that.
I have settled down to a pleasant and relaxing suckling of her gorgeous meat. I will help her along. Soon.
My eyes close because I can’t see anything that will fuel my need. Everything is so close up. I feel her balls tighten in my fingers that are still cradling them. They do this of their own accord as they adjust to the pull of skin from her erect penis. I take a little more of her cock into my mouth and suck hard on it.
I think she knows how much I want her to lose her composure because she’s thirsty, and it’s my turn to make tea in bed. But I don’t rush. I just let the tension build.
She pinches my nipple harder and more frequently, an indication for me to speed up. I feel her bottom lifting off the bed; the only reason for doing so is to push her dick further into my mouth. She wants to feel it slide into me. But I’m not letting it do that. I keep it where it is, just inside my lips, but I do release her balls in favour of the base of her cock, I do start tossing her off, squeezing her shaft, and with my head moving slightly forward and my hand reaching towards my face, I hear her moan loudly.
I think I’ve got her where I want her. Her bottom movements become more urgent, but the weight of my head keeps her down.
She’s turned me on, though. I want to move and stick my dick down her throat. Fuck her face while she does me, but she’s so close and so am I. I’m going to get what I want and soon.
One hand rests on my head, keeping it in one place; her other hand leaves my nipple, and a finger finds my anus; she pushes it as far as it will go. Her bottom lifts from the bed, her back arches, and there it is, just what I’ve been waiting for.
The spasms of throbbing dick have taken their toll, the sudden release of fresh creamy cum floods my mouth, and I keep it clamped over her knob. I stretch my neck a little, relishing in the flood of her warm fluids as I swallow, pull on her shaft and suck at the same time, encouraging more and more to shoot from her dick into my waiting mouth.
I’ve loved every minute of this, and I enjoy nothing more than swallowing her fluids.
And once she’s empty, she slaps my ass.
“It’s your turn to make the tea,” she says.
