Dotting the “I” in bi
I had no idea what I was doing, yet somehow I knew I was doing it exactly right. Keeping the vacuum going, I started moving back and forth over his bender, my tongue lapping his underside, my hands now again grabbing his ass cheeks and pulling him ever deeper in me with every pass.
I had intended to give him a long and slow blowjob this second time, more for the sake of my own enjoyment than for his, but not long after I had let his glans pas further and further in my throat – no choking this time – he started buckling and groaning. I wanted a decent taste of his cum this time, so I let him slip out of my mouth all but his head, and sucked it while I vigorously stroked his shaft with one hand, the other hand cupping his balls and running them between my fingers.
His breath faltered, he clenched every muscle in his body and with a loud roar he pumped an enormous load of his delectable juice between my hungry lips. I caught it all in my mouth, stroking him methodically to make sure I had every last drop, and closed my eyes. I concentrated on the sensation of the mouthful of his fragrant sperm, and savored the texture and flavor before swallowing it down. My mouth now empty, I put his dick in again and sucked him a little more, concentrating on his sensitive glans, which caused him to shudder and buckle. I would have gone on sucking until he was hard again, and see if I could get another load out of him, but he gently pushed me away and mumbled something about having to get home. He fumbled to get his pants on, eyed me a little uneasily while zipping up, and turned around to open the door. He stepped out, hesitated for a second, and turned around.