Fantastic Weekend - First Touch

This is just where I wanted to be, in complete control over a man's sexual pleasure; a slut wielding the ultimate power over her stud. I let go of his meat and it slapped against his stomach. Jeff looked down at me as I put my thumb in my mouth and sucked. The faint taste of his juice made me even hotter and I couldn't wait anymore. Leaning forward, I extended my tongue and slowly and gently dragged it over his balls. He sighed and arched his back slightly. I continued to lick his hairy, cum filled sack. I rubbed and played with his shaft as I soaked his balls with my spit. I pushed my tongue further, past his balls to that sensitive area between his nuts and ass. It was clear he liked it. He pulled one knee up towards his chest and half rolled over. After a few more teasing strokes, I slid my tongue up to his ass. His freshly washed bung clinched slightly when the tip of my tongue caressed him. I'd tongue him then shift to his balls, then go back to his pink rose, driving him to the edge then stopping. Sooner than I liked, my jaw got tired and I was aching to feel him in my mouth. I pushed my tongue towards his ass one last time then dragged it over his taint, balls, and up his shaft until it rubbed the underside of his purple helmet.

With my heart pounding in my chest, and my hands trembling, I opened my mouth and let it slide over my tongue until the head was past my teeth, letting my lips close, I sucked. The sensation was more than I'd hoped. The spongy firmness of his head, the rigid shaft trapped in my mouth and bending away from his stomach, and the pubes tickling my nose; were all combining to turn me into a cock sucking slut. I was doing something right because he moaned and put his hands on my head. Swirling my tongue, I tried to remember all of the things I like when I'm getting head. With a hot passion, known to anyone who was engaged in raw, animal sex, I sucked him deeper, only an inch or two more, but it was great. I started to bob up and down, faster and faster, occasionally gagging as his shaft poked the back of my throat. Spit was leaking out and I rubbed it into his balls as he began to groan and grunt.