Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Two - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Two

... undid his belt and pushed his pants down to his knees. His under ware followed, exposing his tiny nub of a cock. "You're not even hard," I said.

"With your talented mouth, I'm sure you can get me erect in no time." He said sarcastically.

Rather than tell him to go fuck his hand, I decided to give him what he wanted in hopes that he would continue to provide me with his blessing to pursue my fantasies.

I turned on the chair so I was facing his limp cock. He stared down at me as I leaned forward and took him between my lips. His cock tasted like urine, and I instantly released it. "You could have washed up!" I scolded him.

He laughed and replied, "Why would I; Jerry's cock was covered with that cheesy-tasting stuff, and you took him down your throat."

I spat on his cock, then used my index finger and thumb to try and remove the residue of his pee.

"Come on; I don't want a handjob; suck it, you cunt." He said, trying his best to demean me.

I wanted to slap his face; instead, I decided to make him cum as quickly as possible. I leaned forward again and took him in my mouth. My tongue swirled around his tiny cock head and massaged the short length of his urethra.

I sucked hard on his little dick and felt it begin to react. Hopefully, I could get him hard and off within a few minutes.

My hands cradled his balls, and I used my fingernails to scratch the flesh where his scrotum blends just in front of his asshole.

I let him slip from my mouth so I could ...

... speak, "Cum for me, gimme your thick juicy load."

I knew from twenty-plus years of sucking his cock that a little dirty talk went a long way.

His cock surged and hardened to what I used to think was completely erect. Taking him between my lips again, I sucked the head, then let him slide along my tongue. He groaned deeply as my mouth brought him to the very edge.

"That's it suck my cum load," Paul exclaimed.

I squeezed his balls, trying to rush the sauce along, then felt his first blast coat my tongue. I sucked even harder, wanting his orgasm to peak and pass as fast as I could. Paul's cock may be tiny, but his balls have always provided me with a mouth full of creamy thick sperm. "Suck it harder." He demanded.

I sucked harder and was rewarded with yet another shot of creamy, thick cum. "Yeah, that's it, now show me your cum filled mouth," Paul said.

In the past, he loved when I held his entire load inside my mouth, and after he'd finished, I'd tilt my head back and show him how much cum his balls had produced. This blow job was no different, except that his load would join that of my lover, who had shot his directly into my stomach. I swallowed it, then wiped my lips clean, and I wondered if he had any idea that as I sat there in our kitchen sucking his cock, I carried a load of thick cum in my pussy also.

Paul zipped up and said, "I've got to get up early; I'm off to bed."

I sat in the kitchen for a while, thinking about my new life. Wondering if the ...