It wasn’t as if I was looking.
It wasn’t on my mind,
It had been in my thoughts on the rare occasion.
Opportunities were there…
I think.
Far too many drinks as he took some liberties.
First a hand on my thigh moving closer to my nexus?
Sitting close on his couch, thighs pressed side by side.
My body trembled in nervous anticipation.
Would I, could I?
His hand slide over my sex softly then rubbing more aggressively.
My pants undone and spread open as I lifted my hips.
The pants whispered off, naked from the waist down.
Reaching under my shirt he caressed then licked my pebbled nipples.
My heart ratcheting as his tongue circled each nub.
Nerves and arousal quivered through my body.
Moving down, his tongue poking into my navel…then…
He took my cock in his hand, electric pulses shocking my body.
My hand on his head as he swallowed my arousal caressing it with a circling tongue.
My body began to tremble…forbidden pleasure…my hips arched upwards.
The feel of the bristles of whiskers on the tops of my thighs, sensual, arousing.
His head pumping slowly then faster as my cock penetrated deeper into his mouth…throbbing.
My balls churning as they filled with my seed tightening as they sought release.
Arching hard into his face my shaft filled his throat with my seed.
Deep thrusts as my cum pumped into his demanding mouth.
The force and the continuous flow squeezed from the corners of his mouth.
There was the pain of completion wrapped in the excitement of the experience.
Finally leaning back wondering how this happened, wondering if it would happen again.
His gentle sucking and a persuasive tongue provided encouragement.
Moans caressed the night acknowledging the initiation was incomplete.
