A month is not long compared to eternity. But Laura was constantly on my mind. I thought about meeting her after we hadn’t seen each other for a month, and communication facilities were minimal where I was located. I couldn’t stop my heart from pounding. I thought she would be happy to see me, but the uncertainty, even after a short separation, made me nervous. I called and left a message, but she just texted me that it would be good to see me when I had the chance.
My quick response was a brief text: Please be home. Be there soon.
Following the text, it didn’t take me more than 10 minutes to shave smoothly everywhere, take a shower to make myself shiny clean, then splash on some cologne, Terre (Hermes), which I hope she’d like. I ran out the door, jumped into my car, and headed to her house.
I took a few minutes to buy Laura a bouquet of wildflowers, complete with a red rose, to complement the sexy lingerie I had purchased while away. Despite her message, my nerves reacted as if it were my first date as an adolescent.
A light on the porch signaled her presence. Now my heart was thumping so much that I thought I would have an episode in her front yard.
Pulling up to her house, my heart was racing because I was still not sure how she would greet me.
Knocking on the door, I composed myself and told myself I should calm down. Deep, easy breaths, and I started to relax, just as the door creaked open, and my heart started thumping again. So much for composure.
“Well, come on in and don’t make me wait for it,” she greeted me with a sly smile that had a tinge of naughtiness.
When I offered her the flowers, she took them and placed them on a table.
“You know I love it when you offer me flowers, but right now I want something a little more personal.”
Laura’s arms grasped my neck, and mine encircled her waist. Her cashmere sweater pressed against her beautiful 36D breasts, which indicated she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breasts massaged my chest, her nipples hardened, and my cock underwent a growth spurt. Not having seen her in a month made me nearly burst from desire. My nervousness had disappeared with our short exchange.
Our lips met, and the electricity jumped between us. Our tongues collided, we linked for a deep kiss, and she sucked on my tongue.
I broke off and managed to speak like I had been running for an hour.
“I bought you something sexy, but I left it in the car,” I added sheepishly after our first kiss.
As she framed my face with her hands, she looked into my eyes and said, “For now, all I need is in here. You’ve got sexy right in your arms.”
Dropping one hand to my crotch, it was clear that the expensive lingerie I had searched for and found could wait for later.
Laura felt my rod pulsing in her hand through my pants as she realized that my passion for her was as strong as before my work trip. In a few words and gestures, we had reassured each other of our longing.
She began unbuttoning my shirt, and her mouth wandered down my chest.
“I love that cologne,” she purred as she started to suck on my nipple, as the last button was undone, and she pushed aside my shirt, tugging it from my pants.
Undoing my belt and unbuttoning my pants, she slowly unzipped my trousers. My boxer shorts showed a little wet spot.
“Let’s see what you have as a big gift for me after a month,” she said, kissing my abdomen, accompanied by some little nibbles.
She inserted fingers from both hands on either side of my boxers, yanked them to the ground, and, removing my socks, I was naked.
“Looks like Laura has her favorite present,” she joked and placed her hand on my nearly fully erect penis.
A drop of precum appeared at the tip of my cock as she pressed, and now, on her knees, her tongue snaked out to take the dollop.
“I hope you have been saving up for me, because I need more than one load to compensate for the month,” she teased.
My body responded with my manhood at attention, and her tongue surrounded the head, while she sucked on the tip. My meatus became slick with her saliva as she moaned, sending shivers down my whole body.
“Your cock is full of your first load, and I am going to savor all the first creamy man milk you shoot. Don’t worry, you can cum fast for me, because we are going to make up for that month with a marathon fuck,” Laura whimpered, squeezing my cock and ass at the same time.
I drifted my hands down to her face, and lower to caress her breasts with my hands, lifting up that soft sweater to touch her buds at the tips of those amazing tits.
Her groans increased as I massaged her mounds. Pinching her dark red nipples, her audible responses excited me. My hands moved to rub her back, and her mouth pressed deeper onto my rod, with her fingers fondling my balls. Our breathing was rapid, and I was captivated by all her subtle movements as she continued.
Moving her hand from my balls to between my legs, she also played with my ass. Laura made moans and sucking noises that I couldn’t resist in my state.
Her fist closed around my shaft as she stroked me, taking me into her mouth, slipping me deep as her hand moved away. My hands were all over her, and my hunger showed as I fondled her tits, ran my fingers through her hair and over her ears, and then touched her back as she tensed up.
“Give me your first cream, Jim. Don’t worry, you’ll get hard soon enough,” she interrupted briefly, “I know you love it when I swallow you.”
I could only offer groans of approval as she focused on completing the first part of her weekend plan.
My cock was throbbing with each gesture her tongue, mouth, and hands made on me.
Running her tongue down my shaft, Laura sucked on my balls. First one at a time, then both as my cock twitched in encouragement. One of her hands grabbed my shaft, and the other pressed on the base of my cock. Laura had me near where she wanted me.
Breaking her hold and letting my balls drop out of her mouth, Laura demanded, “Enough, Jim, show me how much you love what I do for you. Cum big for me, now!”
Moving back to my shaft, she sucked my cockhead and her tongue salivated while licking my frenulum. As her hand pumped, I started to quiver with my cock retracting.
A muffled, “Yes!”. And Laura had a month’s supply of cum delivered.
“Oh, Laura, take it! I’m cumming for you. Take all my load. Swallow me.”
I was overcome watching her gulp and moan as I was still in the throes of orgasm. She inhaled the last drops of cream, making sure she had everything.
“I love to savor your man seed, Jim, seeing you in such a state,” she half moaned.
“Laura, I almost cum when you start to look at me. Kiss me,” I responded.
Dropping to my knees, I kissed her, tasting the remnants of cream while sucking on her tongue. The salty taste and the knowledge that it also brought her pleasure made my cock start its second erection.
Easing Laura onto her back, raising her hips, I unzipped her skirt and took it off.
“Laura, it looks like you wanted something.”
“It’s been a month, Jim, and as soon as I got your text, I was ready to stop fasting.”
“Laura, now I want you to enjoy what you like.”
With both of us nude on the floor, I initiated an erotic massage. The key to arousal for Laura was to proceed as slowly as possible, working her to a frenzy. Knowing she liked me to touch every nook in her body, I started sucking, kissing, and nibbling her neck, and my tongue fondled her earlobes. While my mouth worked on her neck and ears, my hands caressed her head and hair, moving to just below her neck, lightly touching to accentuate the moment.
Softly touching her arms, my mouth sucked and kissed her upper arms. Her armpits were ticklish, but that erogenous zone sets her off in heat.
“No! Fuck me or eat me! It’s been a month, and I want it bad!”
Knowing that she was still not completely excited, I ignored her plea for mercy. Sucking under her breast, I moved toward her nipple. Both areolae were blood-engorged like two small mountainous islands in a red lake. Moving to those peaks, I started to suckle them while massaging those magnificent globes. My hands lifted her breasts, pushing them up as my mouth and tongue dealt licks to have her nipples stiffen with her anticipation.
“Suck my tits, Jim. Hard. Feel me squirm for you,” she begged while cradling my head and rubbing my back as I stimulated her.
I was lost in making her moan, as she urged for more. Laura was pushing down on my skull as I was sucking and licking her nipple.
“Yes, that’s it. Suck me hard, Jim.”
Laura cried out, “A month without your dick and I’m ready to cum with you on my nips!”
One of my hands moved stealthily down past her abdomen. Twirling her small patch of bush, my finger touched her pubic mound, sliding a finger up and down her slit, which was leaking her pleasure juice.
“Come on, Jim, don’t feel around the bush, finger me, eat me, or fuck me!”
We both briefly laughed.
“At least you didn’t say beat,” I managed to say.
“Okay, give me some tongue love, and you are forgiven for making my pussy so wet without cumming,” Laura demanded.
Sliding my mouth off her nipples, I kissed and nibbled, stopping just below her abdomen. Sucking hard, I concentrated on giving her a purple love bite to help her remember my return.
Laura squeezed my head as she moved her hands while my mouth did its work, but after a few minutes, she pushed on my shoulders like a man forcing a lover to suck his cock.
But she was aware of how much I love to eat her and that it excited me to have her want it.
“I want you to watch me eat you, Laura. I want you to see me as I enjoy you,” I told her as I lifted my head slightly.
On my back, I had her kneel over me with her feet facing my feet, so that she could watch me from above, exploring her pussy and labia, orally.
She held my head, moving my tongue where she wanted, with her juice flowing onto my face. Laura felt my moans like a vibrator on her pearl, and my hands holding her ass. One hand left and caressed her tits, pinching a nipple.
Licking her clit with the underside of my tongue, I watched her response, looking longingly into her eyes as the trembling of her body slowed, and she saw my eyes touching hers.
Moving a hand underneath, I sensed a hard object, a butt plug in her ass.
My finger found her love tunnel and penetrated her cunt, feeling her squeeze me with her muscles. I licked up and down Laura’s slit from the top to my finger, having just enough room. As she lifted a little, my fingers fucked her deeper. I was hypnotized watching and sensing her submit to pleasure.
Now my tongue grazed her love button with each pass. Pumping my finger in and out, and my mouth finding her clit, both parts worked to bring her closer to release.
Focusing on sucking and licking her love bean, she pulled me even closer to her.
“Fuck Jim, I love you eating me,” Laura squealed.
I put her lower lips, one at a time, between mine, rubbing them to lubricate and tease her more. Then I went back to sucking and licking her little button to have her give me what I craved.
Her eyes closed, her back arched, and her slick pussy squeezed my fingers. I watched her as a gush of her sticky, slippery, sweet cum ejaculated on my face. Her squirt was all over, and I watched her smile down on me.
As I continued to lick her, she caressed my head with little moans of contentment.
I slid my head out from under her and knelt next to her. We offered our mouths to each other, and she relished the nectar on my tongue. We held each other, groping all over our bodies, lying side by side.
Finally, Laura broke the embrace and asked, “Jim, don’t take this wrong, but I would like more, wouldn’t you?”
“Mmm…Let me think,” I paused and then followed,” Laura, I always want more. You make me hard when you kiss me.”
“Take me to bed, Jim, I have a month’s worth of horny to work off.”
