back to health.
Grabbing myself a cup, then making one for Trent, I walked back into the bedroom and stopped in the doorway, taking in the huge slab of sexy man, naked on top of the covers. His dick was hard. Damn, I loved that thing. It was huge, the biggest I’d ever seen for sure, and he knew exactly what to do with it.
“Well, hello there,” I purred to his penis. It responded by bobbing up, almost like a head nod. His cock was expressive, we’d had many conversations over the months, back when Trent and I had dated.
“Do you think your master wants some coffee?” The thing bounced twice. I had no idea how he did that shit, but it was funny. If it didn’t mean other people getting to see his junk, I’d say he should do that in a comedy show.
Without taking my eyes off his dick, I sat the coffee cups down on the nightstand and moved to sit on the bed, next to my friend – Dick.
“So, how’ve you been?”
It bobbed once, just a little, kind of like a ‘just okay’ type shrug.
“Yeah, me too. I’ve missed you, you know.”
Dick bounced twice.
“You need a little good morning kiss?” I asked, pretty sure I’d get the answer I expected.
He bounced up and down continually, like one of those bobble-head dolls. Trent must have some serious ab muscles to be able to control that thing like that.
Leaning down, I used two fingers to pet down from the tip to the base, then wrapped just my thumb around front to hold it still. Puckering my lips, I gave it a chaste kiss right at the slit.
“You miss me too?” I whispered, looking directly at it.
He made it bob again, even though I was holding the base loosely.
Kissing it again, I allowed my tongue to sneak out this time, and I traced the hole like it was his lips. With the tip, I circled the head, and back. Licking into the tip’s opening, then down over the thick veins, pressing in with my tongue.
I pulled him into my mouth, just a couple of inches and kissed him like he was a tongue in my mouth. I explored, rolling him around, caressing him all over. As I began to take more in, I moved on the bed, so I was at a better angle. I knew from tons of experience that I needed to be head on, literally, with this mammoth if I wanted to get it down my throat at all.
Knowing the drill, Trent guided me, so I moved with ease, up and over him. My knees planted in the bed, on either side of his chest, I began to suck him in deeper, feeling the pull and the rumble of his moans. He loved to have his dick sucked. I was sure most men did, but Trent really loved it. I could suck him off thirty times a day, and he’d still want more. I thought part of the reason, was that so many women couldn’t take him all the way down. I had a hard time getting the right angle, but I tried to get him all the way in as often as I could. I had to pull the head into my throat, and I always gagged a little, but it was well worth it.
The silk of my robe slid up and over my ass, as I felt Trent’s hands begin to explore my exposed flesh. I did my best to focus on Trent and his pleasure. I worked hard to ignore the amazing things he was doing to me. Although I was focused, it was impossible.
As his hot, wet tongue passed over my sensitive and engorged flesh for the millionth time, I lost control. When he plunged two fingers inside me, I stopped moving on his cock, held him still in my mouth, sucking as hard as I could and came.
I felt him shift under me. He loved to taste the release when I came, so I knew he was moving in deeper to lick me inside.
“Damn, baby, you taste so good, my favorite thing to eat in the morning.”
Dick still in my mouth, I giggled, making him moan from the sensation. Just a little rolling of his balls in my hand, and a few more tugs while pulling him nice and deep had him thrusting up, cutting off my airway and cumming hard and long down my throat. It took about everything I had to swallow all of it and not choke. It was hard to swallow, suck and not laugh
Grabbing myself a cup, then making one for Trent, I walked back into the bedroom and stopped in the doorway, taking in the huge slab of sexy man, naked on top of the covers. His dick was hard. Damn, I loved that thing. It was huge, the biggest I’d ever seen for sure, and he knew exactly what to do with it.
“Well, hello there,” I purred to his penis. It responded by bobbing up, almost like a head nod. His cock was expressive, we’d had many conversations over the months, back when Trent and I had dated.
“Do you think your master wants some coffee?” The thing bounced twice. I had no idea how he did that shit, but it was funny. If it didn’t mean other people getting to see his junk, I’d say he should do that in a comedy show.
Without taking my eyes off his dick, I sat the coffee cups down on the nightstand and moved to sit on the bed, next to my friend – Dick.
“So, how’ve you been?”
It bobbed once, just a little, kind of like a ‘just okay’ type shrug.
“Yeah, me too. I’ve missed you, you know.”
Dick bounced twice.
“You need a little good morning kiss?” I asked, pretty sure I’d get the answer I expected.
He bounced up and down continually, like one of those bobble-head dolls. Trent must have some serious ab muscles to be able to control that thing like that.
Leaning down, I used two fingers to pet down from the tip to the base, then wrapped just my thumb around front to hold it still. Puckering my lips, I gave it a chaste kiss right at the slit.
“You miss me too?” I whispered, looking directly at it.
He made it bob again, even though I was holding the base loosely.
Kissing it again, I allowed my tongue to sneak out this time, and I traced the hole like it was his lips. With the tip, I circled the head, and back. Licking into the tip’s opening, then down over the thick veins, pressing in with my tongue.
I pulled him into my mouth, just a couple of inches and kissed him like he was a tongue in my mouth. I explored, rolling him around, caressing him all over. As I began to take more in, I moved on the bed, so I was at a better angle. I knew from tons of experience that I needed to be head on, literally, with this mammoth if I wanted to get it down my throat at all.
Knowing the drill, Trent guided me, so I moved with ease, up and over him. My knees planted in the bed, on either side of his chest, I began to suck him in deeper, feeling the pull and the rumble of his moans. He loved to have his dick sucked. I was sure most men did, but Trent really loved it. I could suck him off thirty times a day, and he’d still want more. I thought part of the reason, was that so many women couldn’t take him all the way down. I had a hard time getting the right angle, but I tried to get him all the way in as often as I could. I had to pull the head into my throat, and I always gagged a little, but it was well worth it.
The silk of my robe slid up and over my ass, as I felt Trent’s hands begin to explore my exposed flesh. I did my best to focus on Trent and his pleasure. I worked hard to ignore the amazing things he was doing to me. Although I was focused, it was impossible.
As his hot, wet tongue passed over my sensitive and engorged flesh for the millionth time, I lost control. When he plunged two fingers inside me, I stopped moving on his cock, held him still in my mouth, sucking as hard as I could and came.
I felt him shift under me. He loved to taste the release when I came, so I knew he was moving in deeper to lick me inside.
“Damn, baby, you taste so good, my favorite thing to eat in the morning.”
Dick still in my mouth, I giggled, making him moan from the sensation. Just a little rolling of his balls in my hand, and a few more tugs while pulling him nice and deep had him thrusting up, cutting off my airway and cumming hard and long down my throat. It took about everything I had to swallow all of it and not choke. It was hard to swallow, suck and not laugh
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