Published at: 12:10 am - Saturday October 17 2009
It’s hard to put words together tonight. After over a month, I fell into Jack’s arms and lost myself there, just for a moment. He led me to his bed and we undressed each other, kissing and touching- comfortably.
I sat down on his bed and pulled his pants down, taking his warm cock into my mouth and just feeling him. Smelling his skin. Touching his thighs. Looking up at him, meeting eyes. This is what I came for….
Whatever time I have with him never feels like enough, but yet I admit that I’m greedy for any time I can get. Maybe it’s because we’ve been doing this for so long and I’m comfortable with him. We share things about our lives, and that makes us friends as well.
He pushed me onto my back and pulled down my jeans. He stroked his cock while he watched me slide my fingers through my pussy while I begged him for more cock. I laid between his legs again, my hair draped over him. I moved my body so I wasn’t touching him anywhere, just my mouth on his cock- my hair splayed across his stomach. No hands. Just my lips and my tongue. Slowly at first- letting him lavish in my attention. He’s been so busy, so stressed. So distant. He’s a man that deserves to have someone take care of him, but yet, he doesn’t need it- nor does he want it from me. But I’m here now- and giving him what he does want from me.
My soft lips gliding up and down his thick shaft. He is quiet, but slowly thrusting back. Then faster as his cock hardened more. I focused and relaxed my throat, letting him push into it again and again. He was not touching me, but his breathing was shallow and his hands were at the ready to grab my hair. He would, I knew- when he was ready. He was close, but not ready- no not yet.
He pulled me up and we kissed some more. He’s the most regular lover I have- even if it’s infrequent. It feels good to be with him, and he’s always willing to get me off. I moved his hands between my legs and felt him sink his fingers into my cunt. He made slow circles, touching the walls of my pussy, slow and rough, around and around until I was wet in his hands. He stroked my clit, it was sensitive to the touch, but the same kind of burn you get with the right vibe. You want to move away, but you know that it’s right there- right there beneath the surface- right past the burn, is the melt. My body was shaking and I pressed back into his fingers- he adjusted his pressure and speed with my movements- occasionally pushing his fingers into my cunt, only to withdraw them as I gasped, my body wanting more. He kept rubbing my clit until it burned so bad it didn’t even feel good anymore. I just wanted it. My body burned for it. It was just out of my reach and I craved for him to penetrate me to ease the ache. I was unable to take a breath and I was shaking… please.
I sunk in to it and closed my eyes. I didn’t think I would get there. I could feel it almost slipping away when he moved over me and kissed me. His fingers sunk into my cunt one time, deep and sweeping as his lips pressed against mine and then he stroked over my clit again. A bit softer and wider circles. His tongue pushed into my mouth and he moaned softly against my lips. The chill came from my back and moved over my hips until it hit me, hot and searing and then molten and warm. I gasped and moaned into his mouth and pushed my wet pussy into his hands, greedy and grateful.
He kept going until I pushed his hands away and rolled towards him. I threw my leg over him and sat up. I wanted to slide right down on his cock. I wanted to cum again and I knew that if I just slid down, I would come again hard. Instead I laid on his chest, stroking his hair and kissing him. Talking to him for a few minutes and soaking him in.
(Yeah… I know. Don’t say it. This is what we do. I like him.. shut up.)
Finally I moved back down and took him into my mouth again. I love feeling him get hard in my mouth. Slow strokes in between licking his balls and jerking him with my hands. I didn’t rush him and continued to change my movements often so he could only build up so far. I could have pushed him over the edge quickly, but I didn’t. Slow and easy… I love making him feel good and letting him enjoy my attention. Finally he was fully hard and thick, I could feel him throbbing and I knew he wanted to finally cum.
I focused and moved on his cock until he finally grabbed my head and thrust up into my mouth, again and again until he pushed and held me there while he unloaded into my mouth. I swallowed him, in two mouthfuls- careful not to waste any and I continued to suck him gently until he went soft in my mouth again. He was trembling a bit, his body jerking but he still rested his hands on my shoulders, caressing me.
I rolled back onto my side next to him, catching our breath and cooling down. We lay naked for long moments afterwards. I got what I came for, but I stayed a while longer, talking into the space about the things we do outside of bed.
