Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... back and forth between them. Oh fuck me! Being with people who do this kind of shit all the fucking time! Well... not routine maybe, I mean, this had to have been kind a special evening, right? Me being collared and all. So yeah, maybe what's been happening tonight wasn't really routine, but it was at least normal to them! And oh god! being eaten by a woman!

Claire found herself loving this feeling of normalcy and acceptance and ofvistas, of unexplored potential laid out before her, of new spaces that she was free to move into and become part of. As she swam in the sea of this newness she could feel Ben's cock begin to swell, sensed his impending climax. She brought her attention back to him fully, readied herself to receive his spunk and to cradle his super-sensitive flesh when his orgasm stripped him of control. She lived for this moment when his ejaculation completely validated her erotic power; when his need for the release she offered rendered him utterly vulnerable. She treasured the release of his pent need into her body, being the instrument, the cause of such debilitating pleasure in another human being!

The thin slippery precum began flowing copiously. His thrusts, once steady and deep, became more tentative as the first of his contractions stripped control of the large muscles driving his hips. Hot spurts of come slammed into the back of Claire's throat and slid downward to her stomach. She used her tongue, stroking the cum down his urethra, urging his balls ...

... to pour the boiling spunk freely into her mouth. Ben was groaning, grunting out his ecstasy along with his thick spunk, quivering with the tension of his release into the vast softness of Claire's eager mouth.

As the peak of his climax passed, Claire increased the strength of her suction even as she reduced the rhythm of her tongue against his cock. She thought of her purpose now as being the perfect repository for his essence. She focused on making her mouth a place where his cum would want to live, urging his body to fully empty itself into the security of her warmth and welcome. She could feel Ben starting to relax, his breathing deepening as the final spasms passed though him. The ultra rigidity of his cock passed and it began rapidly deflating, releasing the last of his come to leak onto her tongue. She kept herself still, knowing the least movement could dispel his lassitude; bring him back sooner than needed from the soul-deep place of quite she'd helped him enter.

But suddenly Claire's attention was torn away by the sensations consuming her cunt. The tongue had entered her slit and speared so deeply it actually grazed her G-spot. She tensed at the pleasure of this contact even as she sought to keep it bottled below her chest, wanting Ben to have his moment. But the lathing was relentless and the pressure of its pleasure began forcing its way out her throat. She began humming around Ben's cock, letting some amount of the pressure bleed from her throat. Ben rose ...