A funny thing happened... pt 4 - Sex Stories

A funny thing happened... pt 4

... pity on him. Plunging him back into my mouth to make sure he was good and wet and slick, I raised myself up on my knees, wrapped my breasts around his cock, and began to move them up and down his shaft. My tits were too big, and his cock too short to pop out at the top of each thrust, so instead of spitting into my cleavage—I'd seen that in porn, and it always struck me as kind of crude; I know: this from a girl calling herself slut and whore and fucking a guy with her tits, but still—anyway, instead of doing that, I released him every few stokes so I could wet him again with my lips and tongue. It was fun for a bit, but eventually I got the feeling that Sim liked the idea of fucking my tits more than the actual experience. That was fine with me. I missed the feeling of him in my mouth. Besides, I was getting hungry. I took him back between my lips for a few more gentle sucks, then I let him slide out over my tongue, tickled my special place with the tip, and took him in my fist, stroking him gently. "I want you to cum soon, Baby, and I want you to cum in my mouth. And I want to swallow every single drop, like a good little slut. Can you do that for me, Lover? Can you shoot your hot sticky stuff into my mouth and make sure I swallow it all?" Some combination of the blowjob and the dirty talk had short-circuited the last of my guy's language function. He panted and growled and groaned, and I could feel his cock thickening slightly as his orgasm approached. Quickly I took ...

... the head of his cock between my lips and held it there, sucking gently as I stroked his shaft. Before long, I had my treat. Sim's body became rigid, and then he bucked once, twice, three times, four times as his dick shot rope after rope of man-stuff over the top of my tongue. It filled my mouth, and I swallowed quickly, sending what felt like half a cup of jizz down the back of my throat. I'd had no real time to taste, so as soon as the first spasms died away, I squeezed gently from the base of Sim's now super-sensitive cock to the tip. He yelped, but I licked off another quarter teaspoon of cum with a happy little "unh!" I raised myself on my knees, and stuck out my tongue to show him my prize: every last drop. Then I swallowed, licked my lips, smiled, and put my arms around him. Pulling him close, I kissed him just below his ear and whispered: "Thanks, Baby. That was yummy!" 19. After a couple of seconds, I felt Sim's hands on the side of my head, and he pulled me around for another long, luscious kiss. I wondered if he could taste himself on my mouth. If he could he didn't seem to care. After a time, he left my lips and began kissing down the side of my throat. His lips were like fire on my skin, and I was panting: "Ooh, Honey...uhnnn that feels so good! You really like to kiss!" He nipped at my collarbone. "Any objections?" "No! Oh God, Sweetie, not at all...yeah, right there...so good! You know we courtesans don't usually kiss our customers on the mouth, but...ah, yeah, ...