Teasing
The bedroom was bathed in a soft, warm glow, the kind that only a sultry summer night could provide. The air was thick with anticipation, and I, Lynda, was ready to play. Clive, lay sprawled on the bed, his eyes dark with desire. His cock, already hard, stood at attention, waiting for my touch.
"You know what I want, don't you?" I teased, my voice low and husky. I traced a finger down his chest, feeling his muscles tense beneath my touch.I saw His cock twitching in response, and I couldn't help but smile. "But you're not going to get it. Not yet."
I leaned down, my hair brushing against his thighs and I took his cock in my hand. I gave it a gentle squeeze, feeling it pulse in my grip. I licked my lips, my eyes never leaving his. "You're going to beg for it, aren't you?" I asked, my voice low .
I didn't wait for an answer. I lowered my mouth onto his cock, my lips just sliding over the swollen head, brushing against him and no more, I could feel him throbbing against my tongue, his soft moans began filling the room. I pulled back just a little taking him out of my mouth, then I took him deeper, my lips stretching around his girth. I could taste the saltiness of his pre-cum and could smell his musky male scent and it only made me hornier.
I sucked him skillfully, my tongue swirling around the head of his cock small circles at first the tip o my tounge flicking across him teasing him making him want me more and more, I could feel him getting close, his hips bucking upwards towards my wet warm mouth as he fought for release. But I wasn't going to let him cum. Not yet anyway , not tht soon so again I pulled back, my lips leaving his cock with a soft pop. His moans of pleasure turned into groans of frustration, but I didn't care. I was enjoying this too much.
"Please, Lynda," he begged, his voice strained. "I need to cum."
I looked up at him, my eyes gleaming with mischief. "Not yet," I said, my voice firm. I took his cock in my hand again, giving it a slow firm stroke, then another His hips bucked upwards again his legs straightening as he strained but again I moved back relaxing my grip just a little and denying him the friction he so desperately wanted and needed .
I continued my teasing, my mouth and hand working in tandem to drive him wild. I sucked him deep, my tongue flicking over the sensitive head of his cock, then I let him fall out of my mouth and I liked round the base of his cock and flicked my tounge across his tight ball sack, sucking one of his balls into my mouth as I stroked his cock again I could feel him getting closer and closer to the edge, his breathing quickened in little gasps then loud pants but each time he was about to cum, I would pull back, leaving him hanging.
His moans of pleasure turned into desperate pleas, but I didn't relent. I wanted him to beg, to plead for release. And he did. "Please, Lynda," he begged, his voice hoarse. "I need to cum. Please let me cum."
I looked up at him, my eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Alright," I said, my voice soft. "Cum for me."
This time I took him deep into my mouth, my lips were stretched around his girth, I gripped his cock tightly with my fingers wrapped around him and I sucked hard and long, tounge making circles around his swollen head as I wanked his cock, incould taste sweet pre cum now and began to feel him throbbing against my tongue, his moans filling the room. And then, with a final thrust, his cock began to pulse as he exploded into my mouth, His cum filled my mouth, hot and salty, and I gulped and swallowed it all every last beautiful drop of it.
I pulled back, my lips leaving his cock with a satisfied smile. "Did you enjoy that?" I asked, my voice teasing.
He looked up at me, his eyes hazy with pleasure. "Fuck, yes," he said, his voice rough. "That was amazing."
I smiled, satisfied with my work. "Good," I said, "Because we're not done yet."
And with that, I straddled his hips, my pussy already so wet and so ready for him. I could feel his cock twitching beneath me, already hard again. I leaned down, my lips brushing against his ear. "Now," I whispered, my voice full of promise. "It's my turn."
And with that, I lowered myself onto his cock, my pussy swallowing him whole. His and my moans of pleasure filled the room once again, and I ground down onto him determined that I was going to get exactly want I wanted from my husband.
"You know what I want, don't you?" I teased, my voice low and husky. I traced a finger down his chest, feeling his muscles tense beneath my touch.I saw His cock twitching in response, and I couldn't help but smile. "But you're not going to get it. Not yet."
I leaned down, my hair brushing against his thighs and I took his cock in my hand. I gave it a gentle squeeze, feeling it pulse in my grip. I licked my lips, my eyes never leaving his. "You're going to beg for it, aren't you?" I asked, my voice low .
I didn't wait for an answer. I lowered my mouth onto his cock, my lips just sliding over the swollen head, brushing against him and no more, I could feel him throbbing against my tongue, his soft moans began filling the room. I pulled back just a little taking him out of my mouth, then I took him deeper, my lips stretching around his girth. I could taste the saltiness of his pre-cum and could smell his musky male scent and it only made me hornier.
I sucked him skillfully, my tongue swirling around the head of his cock small circles at first the tip o my tounge flicking across him teasing him making him want me more and more, I could feel him getting close, his hips bucking upwards towards my wet warm mouth as he fought for release. But I wasn't going to let him cum. Not yet anyway , not tht soon so again I pulled back, my lips leaving his cock with a soft pop. His moans of pleasure turned into groans of frustration, but I didn't care. I was enjoying this too much.
"Please, Lynda," he begged, his voice strained. "I need to cum."
I looked up at him, my eyes gleaming with mischief. "Not yet," I said, my voice firm. I took his cock in my hand again, giving it a slow firm stroke, then another His hips bucked upwards again his legs straightening as he strained but again I moved back relaxing my grip just a little and denying him the friction he so desperately wanted and needed .
I continued my teasing, my mouth and hand working in tandem to drive him wild. I sucked him deep, my tongue flicking over the sensitive head of his cock, then I let him fall out of my mouth and I liked round the base of his cock and flicked my tounge across his tight ball sack, sucking one of his balls into my mouth as I stroked his cock again I could feel him getting closer and closer to the edge, his breathing quickened in little gasps then loud pants but each time he was about to cum, I would pull back, leaving him hanging.
His moans of pleasure turned into desperate pleas, but I didn't relent. I wanted him to beg, to plead for release. And he did. "Please, Lynda," he begged, his voice hoarse. "I need to cum. Please let me cum."
I looked up at him, my eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Alright," I said, my voice soft. "Cum for me."
This time I took him deep into my mouth, my lips were stretched around his girth, I gripped his cock tightly with my fingers wrapped around him and I sucked hard and long, tounge making circles around his swollen head as I wanked his cock, incould taste sweet pre cum now and began to feel him throbbing against my tongue, his moans filling the room. And then, with a final thrust, his cock began to pulse as he exploded into my mouth, His cum filled my mouth, hot and salty, and I gulped and swallowed it all every last beautiful drop of it.
I pulled back, my lips leaving his cock with a satisfied smile. "Did you enjoy that?" I asked, my voice teasing.
He looked up at me, his eyes hazy with pleasure. "Fuck, yes," he said, his voice rough. "That was amazing."
I smiled, satisfied with my work. "Good," I said, "Because we're not done yet."
And with that, I straddled his hips, my pussy already so wet and so ready for him. I could feel his cock twitching beneath me, already hard again. I leaned down, my lips brushing against his ear. "Now," I whispered, my voice full of promise. "It's my turn."
And with that, I lowered myself onto his cock, my pussy swallowing him whole. His and my moans of pleasure filled the room once again, and I ground down onto him determined that I was going to get exactly want I wanted from my husband.
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