Are you sure?...
I don’t know that there are too many things I enjoy more then looking at your eyes… your smile… the shape of your face. Hell your every shape. I look at you and I wonder how it’s not possible that not every guy in the world wants you like I do. For all I know they do… but somehow it’s become me that’s the one that gets to say “Sweet Dreams” to you each night before you fall asleep.
Is it because when you look in my eyes and hear my words you notice that my wants are not selfish like they are with every other guy who looks your way? You notice that my want for you… my desire for you… my lust for you have two common goals… your protection and… your pleasure…
I want to kiss you… I want to lick every possible inch of you. Not because of my need for personal satisfaction but because I want do everything I can to bring you to the point where your satisfaction drips off of my tongue and down my chin.
I want to hold you… I want to slide my cock deep inside of you… Not because you are a trophy to be won or a notch in my belt… I’m not like the other men… but because I want to show you just how much I’ve grown to truly care for you.
The anticipation had been building for quite some time now… we’ve talked about it… dreamt about it and pleasured ourselves much more then a handful of times thinking about it and suddenly… there I was kneeling in front of you as you sat on the chair. Panties off… legs spread… nervousness in the air I ask one last time “Are you sure?”…
Without hesitation I drop my lips in between your thighs purposely and slowly working my way towards your pussy. I don’t want to wait any longer… I can’t wait any longer… I want to taste you… I NEED to taste you. Finally my tongue touches your pussy and in an instant the taste sends a signal to my brain that incites an “Mmmmm”.
Slowly I bring my tongue down and slowly I drive it up and over your clit again and again. Each time grows faster and more out of control as the excitement within me begins to build until I take your clit into my mouth. Kissing and licking it like a messy French kiss. Head rolling and bobbing… I can hear your moans… I can see your face… they make me want more then anything to make you cum.
I take two fingers and slowly start to bury them deep within you. The more I thrust the more you moan… the more you moan the harder I thrust… you beg for harder… I thrust and thrust over and over… anything for you baby… anything.
Can you feel that? Can you tell how much I’m enjoying myself? How badly I want you? How right now at this very moment there is nothing more important in the world to me then making sure that you cum?... In my mouth. I could do this all night. I just might. I love the shape of your clit… I love the feel of the walls of your pussy around my fingers… I’ve wanted it so bad to be my cock... which from the moment you said you were sure you wanted this tonight… was as hard as it’s ever been. I can just tell we’d be an absolutely perfect fit. Can you feel the involuntary thrusting motion of my hips even though they’re really nowhere near you as I taste you?
My eyes rise to meet yours once more… I can see that you’re enjoying every stroke of my tongue then suddenly your begin to moan a little more… move a little more… place your cool hands on my bald head and rub. You move your hand over your mouth to cover the sound as I feel your pussy tighten and I feel your wetness increase as you cum. I continue for a few more minutes to make sure I enjoy all the fruits of my labor… you have an incredible taste that I look forward to tasting over and over again.
I look into your eyes and I see them watering… I think you’re crying but I can’t be sure… I don’t want to embarrass you by asking or give you reason to deny it so I say nothing about it but I look at you and think to myself “Yea me too baby… me too”.
Is it because when you look in my eyes and hear my words you notice that my wants are not selfish like they are with every other guy who looks your way? You notice that my want for you… my desire for you… my lust for you have two common goals… your protection and… your pleasure…
I want to kiss you… I want to lick every possible inch of you. Not because of my need for personal satisfaction but because I want do everything I can to bring you to the point where your satisfaction drips off of my tongue and down my chin.
I want to hold you… I want to slide my cock deep inside of you… Not because you are a trophy to be won or a notch in my belt… I’m not like the other men… but because I want to show you just how much I’ve grown to truly care for you.
The anticipation had been building for quite some time now… we’ve talked about it… dreamt about it and pleasured ourselves much more then a handful of times thinking about it and suddenly… there I was kneeling in front of you as you sat on the chair. Panties off… legs spread… nervousness in the air I ask one last time “Are you sure?”…
Without hesitation I drop my lips in between your thighs purposely and slowly working my way towards your pussy. I don’t want to wait any longer… I can’t wait any longer… I want to taste you… I NEED to taste you. Finally my tongue touches your pussy and in an instant the taste sends a signal to my brain that incites an “Mmmmm”.
Slowly I bring my tongue down and slowly I drive it up and over your clit again and again. Each time grows faster and more out of control as the excitement within me begins to build until I take your clit into my mouth. Kissing and licking it like a messy French kiss. Head rolling and bobbing… I can hear your moans… I can see your face… they make me want more then anything to make you cum.
I take two fingers and slowly start to bury them deep within you. The more I thrust the more you moan… the more you moan the harder I thrust… you beg for harder… I thrust and thrust over and over… anything for you baby… anything.
Can you feel that? Can you tell how much I’m enjoying myself? How badly I want you? How right now at this very moment there is nothing more important in the world to me then making sure that you cum?... In my mouth. I could do this all night. I just might. I love the shape of your clit… I love the feel of the walls of your pussy around my fingers… I’ve wanted it so bad to be my cock... which from the moment you said you were sure you wanted this tonight… was as hard as it’s ever been. I can just tell we’d be an absolutely perfect fit. Can you feel the involuntary thrusting motion of my hips even though they’re really nowhere near you as I taste you?
My eyes rise to meet yours once more… I can see that you’re enjoying every stroke of my tongue then suddenly your begin to moan a little more… move a little more… place your cool hands on my bald head and rub. You move your hand over your mouth to cover the sound as I feel your pussy tighten and I feel your wetness increase as you cum. I continue for a few more minutes to make sure I enjoy all the fruits of my labor… you have an incredible taste that I look forward to tasting over and over again.
I look into your eyes and I see them watering… I think you’re crying but I can’t be sure… I don’t want to embarrass you by asking or give you reason to deny it so I say nothing about it but I look at you and think to myself “Yea me too baby… me too”.