Errant
Seems only fair since he took such good care of you before. You try and catch your breath and straighten your back, moving your palms so that they lay open over his chest. Carefully, you use Leo’s body as a guide as you come to your knees in front of him. You wish you could see the kind of face he was making, but it’s impossible in the darkness of the empty kitchen. Even without sight, however, it doesn’t take you long to find what you’re looking for.
Still greatly aroused from the earlier activity, you find him hard and waiting. He’s slick with both your cum as well as beads leaking from his own tip. You take the blunt top against the flat of your tongue and make a small ring with your lips. You make sensuous motions with your tongue and the taste the results almost immediately. Leo hums in pleasure, “my, my you do know how to have fun don’t you?”
You try to come up with a witty response, but your wine addled brain fails to come up with anything. All the better though, really, your mouth has better things to be doing. You start to engulf your partner and slowly draw him in as far as you can. You don’t manage to get him to the base—you’re not sure if it’s your drunken state hindering you or his own length—but you compensate by using your hand around the trunk.
He remains nearly perfectly still as you work, allowing you to take control this time. You pick up the pace hoping to urge him past the point of no return, but find there’s something missing. You slow momentarily as you hatch an idea. Your freehand starts to find its way around Leo’s hips, then beneath his clothes. In response, her rocks his hips and hums in pleasure, urging you to continue. Your finger finds his anus and you begin to trace circles over it and prodding gently. His hums turn into moans.
You take a moment to pull yourself off of him and ask, “can I continue?”
He almost purrs this time, “oh yes, yes you may.” This time his hands tangle through your hair and guide your head back and forth allowing you to keep all your focus on his back door. You slip a finger inside; it’s tight but that only makes it easier to find the bump you’re looking for. As soon as you touch his prostate he stutters and you can feel his back curving over you. You continue to attack his rear as he pulls you in for a faster and deeper face fuck.
You can tell he’s close.
He’s curled down on top of you, so close he could almost lick your ear. His fervent breaths get faster and hotter as you work him. You know he’s almost there. You take the opportunity to work a second finger in alongside the first and redouble your efforts. He moans loud before yanking your head away. You feel the hot ribbons of cum land on your face as Leo wracks his way through his orgasm. When you don’t feel anything else raining down on you, you remove your fingers and help steady him.
He huffs and puffs for a few moments and you wish you could see the face your partner made at the peak of his orgasm, but you’re thankful to feel his warm breath on your neck, to hear the pleasure in your ear. When he gathers himself you hear him whisper, “well, that was certainly a good time.”
Still greatly aroused from the earlier activity, you find him hard and waiting. He’s slick with both your cum as well as beads leaking from his own tip. You take the blunt top against the flat of your tongue and make a small ring with your lips. You make sensuous motions with your tongue and the taste the results almost immediately. Leo hums in pleasure, “my, my you do know how to have fun don’t you?”
You try to come up with a witty response, but your wine addled brain fails to come up with anything. All the better though, really, your mouth has better things to be doing. You start to engulf your partner and slowly draw him in as far as you can. You don’t manage to get him to the base—you’re not sure if it’s your drunken state hindering you or his own length—but you compensate by using your hand around the trunk.
He remains nearly perfectly still as you work, allowing you to take control this time. You pick up the pace hoping to urge him past the point of no return, but find there’s something missing. You slow momentarily as you hatch an idea. Your freehand starts to find its way around Leo’s hips, then beneath his clothes. In response, her rocks his hips and hums in pleasure, urging you to continue. Your finger finds his anus and you begin to trace circles over it and prodding gently. His hums turn into moans.
You take a moment to pull yourself off of him and ask, “can I continue?”
He almost purrs this time, “oh yes, yes you may.” This time his hands tangle through your hair and guide your head back and forth allowing you to keep all your focus on his back door. You slip a finger inside; it’s tight but that only makes it easier to find the bump you’re looking for. As soon as you touch his prostate he stutters and you can feel his back curving over you. You continue to attack his rear as he pulls you in for a faster and deeper face fuck.
You can tell he’s close.
He’s curled down on top of you, so close he could almost lick your ear. His fervent breaths get faster and hotter as you work him. You know he’s almost there. You take the opportunity to work a second finger in alongside the first and redouble your efforts. He moans loud before yanking your head away. You feel the hot ribbons of cum land on your face as Leo wracks his way through his orgasm. When you don’t feel anything else raining down on you, you remove your fingers and help steady him.
He huffs and puffs for a few moments and you wish you could see the face your partner made at the peak of his orgasm, but you’re thankful to feel his warm breath on your neck, to hear the pleasure in your ear. When he gathers himself you hear him whisper, “well, that was certainly a good time.”