Thankful For You

I woke up with the strangest feeling … craving, really. I could feel your cock in my mouth. I could taste its salty sweetness. My lips could feel the smooth, rigid surface of your shaft. The back of my throat could swear that your head was hitting the back of it and tried to swallow you whole each time. The most prominent feeling was that of my bottom lip half covering my teeth, the pressure of your movement as it was moving with you … slowly … each entry and each retraction … in and out. I could sense your circumference … your girth as my throat measured your length enjoying the slippery and sloppy … lapping and licking … sucking and fucking of my eager mouth.

My back arches and my hands find my slit. So wet, the shine must be blinding. My mind has fooled my slick pussy into believing she will be next to get the satisfaction of your cock. She's writhing … pulsing … hot and steamy … begging me, her master for some relief. As I my mouth is still engaging your cock and not willing to stop … my fingers come to the rescue. Slowly caressing the mound, playing with the patch of silk you like to pull on. Muscle memory in my pussy tells it to expect something just around the corner. Then delicately, as if rocks skipping on water my fingers trace the outside of my lips. Moist, slippery, hot … begging to be violated as my hips cant upward. My hole dripping even more now as I imagine your cock fucking my mouth a bit faster … the pace of your hips pick up above me. I can almost see your face … your head thrown back … trying to control yourself even though overwhelmed with the sensation of my tongue expertly circling your radiating hard on.

My fingers begin to delve into the deep now. Past the folds of protection and into the nest of liquid essence that seduces my hands and finger tips to seek out my most sensitive spot. Both index fingers reach my swollen clit at the same time and each take a side. Extremely sensitive, my body shakes and tremors at the first sensation of pressure from each side.

I could cum in an instant, but I'm enjoying the taste of your pre-cum and watching you hold back. I want to cum together. I want to feel you're cum hit the back of my throat as mine shoots from my pussy. I want you to inspire my fingers and hands to move as you would and make me gush as my body floats above us from the Dionysian tension and release that flows through us connected only by my mouth and your cock.

My hands are moving faster now … each index finger separate yet working in unison with each other and with the canting of your pace. Rubbing the engorged nest of nerves … making me writhe … making me moan as you fuck my face … feeling the sensation of your balls hitting my chin faster and faster … my fingers rubbing harder and harder … both of us coming closer and closer in perfect syncopation … in electric unison. Loud guttural sounds at the same moments alert us both that release is near … that our perfect union will result in an explosion of ourselves for the others enjoyment … it's coming closer … furiously rubbing my hot, slick click … your dick thrusting to and fro like the wheels of a locomotive … backs arched … hips grinding and fucking … the sensation of burgeoning ecstasy about to blow through our bodies … and then … the eruption. A rocketing of such force that after the initial blast and paralysis of orgasm we are thrown from our bodies. You, leaving a trail of cum from my mouth diagonally up my face. Me, shooting sweet nectar into the air only for it to land on my belly.

As we unclench the muscles and begin our relaxation into that other world, holding hands so as not to be separated … I can feel my juices still jutting from my pussy … begging to be tasted … consumed … appreciated. Dreamily you rise and stalk my kitty like prey, locking eyes with me as you spread my legs apart … no request, a demand. Your head lowers and a voracious appetite appears and begins to feast upon the glistening juices of my soaked pussy. Lapping and licking. Flicking and sucking. Your fingers exploring fervently, your lips grabbing my clit for your tongue to lick and flick. Slowly drawing that clit deeper into your mouth so you can suck away as your fingers fuck my hole … rubbing my "G" which is beyond normal sensitivity. You have me screaming now, pure animal instinct has over taken you and I am at your mercy. You will not stop until you have coaxed every last orgasm out of my body and suckled my cunt dry. Your fingers "come hither" inside me and I feel the sensation approaching … my clit on the verge of exploding … fingers and tongue and lips all working in unison … tension building … I'm lightheaded and thrashing about … you hold my hips steady with your other hand … determined … still eating … still ravishing … appetite not satisfied yet until … the final burst of my hips and scream from my lungs as my pussy and clit simultaneously erupt in a mushroom cloud of bliss. I lose gravity … too lightheaded to speak … too overwhelmed to breathe properly … I am left, on my back, eyes closed, panting, crying softly … feeling only your soft sweet kisses slowly and gently covering my body … calming me … escorting me tenderly back to earth … to the gentle and safe asylum of your arms … to drift to sleep.

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