A Lesson in Passion: Season of Desire Part 4 (Seasons Quartet) by Sadie Matthews Page A
Authors: Sadie Matthews
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watching me carefully as I draw in a delighted breath at the sight that greets me. His huge cock is standing stiff and ready for me, its velvet tip, smooth and shiny, rearing upwards. He’s a beautiful sight: so firm and thick, his balls large and ripe beneath. I lick my lips. I can’t wait to get started.
I grasp the stiff shaft in one hand, relishing its heat and the smooth skin, and begin to move my hand up and down it. As I rub gently and rhythmically, I dip my head to the satiny soft tip, and run my tongue over it. I play around it, running round the rim, over the top and tickling in the tiny slit there. As I rub and tickle with my tongue, I feel the great thing twitch and respond, throbbing under my hand. When I’ve anointed it with my tongue for long enough, I finally let the whole of the top slip into my mouth, engulfing him with my lips. I hear a gentle sigh escape my teacher’s mouth as the top of his shaft disappears into the warm wetness of my mouth. As I suck on him, I caress and tickle his balls with one hand and tighten my grip at the base of his cock with the other. The great length responds by growing even stiffer and throbbing magnificently under my touch.
‘You are doing very well,’ says my teacher, his voice thickened by the sensations he’s experiencing. ‘I’m pleased with you.’
A judder of excitement goes through me. My juices are flowing hard now, I can feel the moisture between my legs, making me slippery and ready for this beautiful machine of his. But it’s in my mouth for now, filling me up, as I put my hand back on the shaft, rubbing harder and more rhythmically. I want to take him into my mouth to the root but I’ll never able to – he’s far too big for me. Instead, I concentrate on licking and toying with the great head of it, my tongue roaming over it, flicking around it, tickling that little slit and playing at the rim, while my hands are busy on the stiff length and his tight balls.
I lose all sense of time as I close my eyes and worship the cock that has already brought me so much pleasure. I adore touching him, tasting him, giving him a little of the joy he’s given me. I can hear my teacher’s breathing coming faster and I take as much of him as I can deep into my mouth, thrilling to his groan of ecstasy as I engulf him in my mouth. I can’t keep him there for long, he’s too big, so I let the shaft slide slowly from between my lips and go back to concentrating on the top while my hands work on his length.
I don’t know how long I’m sucking and rubbing and kissing and tickling, but when I feel his huge cock swell even more under my hand, and feel his balls tighten with the force of his approaching climax, I feel almost disappointed that my work will soon be done. I’ve enjoyed it so much, I don’t want him to come – and yet, it’s also the ultimate tribute, that he’ll surrender himself to the climax I’ve brought about with my mouth and hands. The sense of his approaching orgasm is deeply exciting, and my clitoris twitches and swells with the effect.
My teacher has begun to move now, pushing out his hips so that his cock goes deeper into my mouth as I suck, sliding him in and out, my head dipping rhythmically in time to my hands rubbing hard on his shaft. He groans. His hands touch my head, as though he wants to push me further down his shaft, but he doesn’t exert any pressure.
This is beautiful. Come for me, Miles… I want every drop you can give me…
I know it’s coming now. He’s thrusting up into my mouth, I’m gripping him harder, working him faster, my tongue tickling hard. He’s like a rod of iron now.
Yes, my darling, give it to me, please…
Then he groans deeply and throws back his head, his mouth open, as the great cock stiffens and shoots out the swift jets of his climax. The hot, salty liquid floods my mouth as it spurts out, his shaft throbbing with each explosion.
I take it down, swallowing it
I grasp the stiff shaft in one hand, relishing its heat and the smooth skin, and begin to move my hand up and down it. As I rub gently and rhythmically, I dip my head to the satiny soft tip, and run my tongue over it. I play around it, running round the rim, over the top and tickling in the tiny slit there. As I rub and tickle with my tongue, I feel the great thing twitch and respond, throbbing under my hand. When I’ve anointed it with my tongue for long enough, I finally let the whole of the top slip into my mouth, engulfing him with my lips. I hear a gentle sigh escape my teacher’s mouth as the top of his shaft disappears into the warm wetness of my mouth. As I suck on him, I caress and tickle his balls with one hand and tighten my grip at the base of his cock with the other. The great length responds by growing even stiffer and throbbing magnificently under my touch.
‘You are doing very well,’ says my teacher, his voice thickened by the sensations he’s experiencing. ‘I’m pleased with you.’
A judder of excitement goes through me. My juices are flowing hard now, I can feel the moisture between my legs, making me slippery and ready for this beautiful machine of his. But it’s in my mouth for now, filling me up, as I put my hand back on the shaft, rubbing harder and more rhythmically. I want to take him into my mouth to the root but I’ll never able to – he’s far too big for me. Instead, I concentrate on licking and toying with the great head of it, my tongue roaming over it, flicking around it, tickling that little slit and playing at the rim, while my hands are busy on the stiff length and his tight balls.
I lose all sense of time as I close my eyes and worship the cock that has already brought me so much pleasure. I adore touching him, tasting him, giving him a little of the joy he’s given me. I can hear my teacher’s breathing coming faster and I take as much of him as I can deep into my mouth, thrilling to his groan of ecstasy as I engulf him in my mouth. I can’t keep him there for long, he’s too big, so I let the shaft slide slowly from between my lips and go back to concentrating on the top while my hands work on his length.
I don’t know how long I’m sucking and rubbing and kissing and tickling, but when I feel his huge cock swell even more under my hand, and feel his balls tighten with the force of his approaching climax, I feel almost disappointed that my work will soon be done. I’ve enjoyed it so much, I don’t want him to come – and yet, it’s also the ultimate tribute, that he’ll surrender himself to the climax I’ve brought about with my mouth and hands. The sense of his approaching orgasm is deeply exciting, and my clitoris twitches and swells with the effect.
My teacher has begun to move now, pushing out his hips so that his cock goes deeper into my mouth as I suck, sliding him in and out, my head dipping rhythmically in time to my hands rubbing hard on his shaft. He groans. His hands touch my head, as though he wants to push me further down his shaft, but he doesn’t exert any pressure.
This is beautiful. Come for me, Miles… I want every drop you can give me…
I know it’s coming now. He’s thrusting up into my mouth, I’m gripping him harder, working him faster, my tongue tickling hard. He’s like a rod of iron now.
Yes, my darling, give it to me, please…
Then he groans deeply and throws back his head, his mouth open, as the great cock stiffens and shoots out the swift jets of his climax. The hot, salty liquid floods my mouth as it spurts out, his shaft throbbing with each explosion.
I take it down, swallowing it
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