Diary of a High Price Escort Book One - Sex Stories

Diary of a High Price Escort Book One

... glorious husband's still rock-hard cock.

Barry held me tightly against him, my heaving breasts pressed against his sweaty chest. Our sopping wet loins mashed together. His hands slowly massaged my back, and I kissed his neck over and over.

My breathing returned to normal, and I planted soft kisses on his neck and ears until he turned his lips to my ear and whispered. "Please suck me off, Margaret."

Barry is the only man who has ever cum in my mouth, and to be honest, I find his cum somewhat distasteful. Its thick consistency and very salty flavor almost always make me gag as I try to swallow his cum load.

But my wonderful husband had just given me the climax of a lifetime, and I was not going to disappoint him by not giving him what he wanted most.

I rose and let his fat cock slip from the searing depths of my pussy. He smiled as it created a popping sound and then flopped against his abdomen.

I slid off his leather chair and between his thighs as he spread himself wide open for me.

My hand captured his glistening cock coated with the fuck juices that I was sure were dripping from me onto the carpet between my thighs.

I licked my soft, warm lips with the tip of my tongue, moistening them to accept his throbbing fat cock.

Dropping deeper on my haunches, Barry's throbbing glistening cock stood erect between my face and his lustful stare.

Without speaking, I extended my tongue until the tip made contact with his ball sack.

"Lick it!" Barry ...

... pleaded.

I ran the tip of my tongue from his scrotum along the bulge of his urethra and over the tiny sensitive patch of flesh where his corona blends into his cock shaft and then circled the corona with smaller and smaller circles up over the flaring head to the tiny slit that would be shooting his thick cum into my mouth very soon.

His cock tasted like my pussy, a sweet musky taste only a woman's body can produce. I licked him clean of my taste before rising and taking the tip of his cock between my lips.

While I find Barry's cum somewhat distasteful, I love having his cock in my mouth. I love how its girth stretches my lips and the feel of his corona slipping between my soft lips and over my tongue. Barry's cock fills my mouth but doesn't have the length to force its way beyond and into my throat. I've heard of women who can swallow nine or ten inches of cock meat, forcing it deep down their throats, and I often wondered if I would be able to perform that incredible oral feat.

As I lowered my mouth over him and closed my lips tightly around the head just above the corona, Barry moaned and said. "Suck it!"

My lips spread to accept his widest part, the smooth sensitive corona, and after I had his entire head inside, I lowered my mouth over the rest of his fat cock.

He groaned deeply as my upper lip and nose pressed into this pubic mound. I found a way to slip my tongue between the bulge of his urethra, and my stretched lower lip to lick at his balls while I held ...