Thread by @kneepples

“kemi, you don’t have to do this,” I said, voice breathy with anticipation.

“I want to,” She said simply, giving me a small smile as she turned her attention back to the fly of my blue jeans. Easing down my zipper, I shifted back a little in the leather chair. My knees opened wider and I moved my ass forward just a grant her some access.

Are you sure?” The tension in my voice betrayed my desire, despite my attempts to be a gentleman. Excitement made my voice gruff– gravelly and tight.

We’d never done this before- sure, we’d fucked many times, and we always came together. But she never put her mouth on me before, though we’d talked about how I loved to fantasize about that.

But it was Valentine’s Day, and I had been extra special sweet, giving her roses and chocolates and tiny gold bracelet she had her eye on for months now.

The least she could do was help me live my fantasy. She said, “Move your ass up, help me get these jeans down.”

With a gusty sound of anticipation, I shifted again, looping my fingers into my belt loops and yanking my jeans down to mid-thigh.

She watched with greedy eyes, reaching up and slipping her hand beneath my shirt and unto my firm body.

Reaching in to take hold of my cock, she eased it out of my pants with gentle patience, surprising given her hunger to taste it.

Once free, it sprang up into her face and she gave a small gasp of delight at how massive it was.

“Are you comfy down there?” I asked then, smirking down at her with a twinkle in my eye.

“I am.” she said and smiled back, she loved the fact that I asked. Kneeling on the floor in front of me, she had taken one of the cushions off of the old plaid couch and wedged it beneath her knees.

My look was tender, and I reached out to touch her hair. Nuzzling against my hand for a moment, she gripped my cock in gentle fingers; she began moving her still-closed lips over the tight flesh of my head. She loved the exquisite smell, "The skin is so soft" She said.

I groaned low in my throat, and my grip on the back of her head became firmer.

She opened her mouth and began sliding her tongue over me, lapping up my sticky pre-cum with relish.

I tensed and began to pant a little. She used her other hand to stroke my balls lightly as she tilted her head and licked up from the base of my cock all the way to the head.

I had both my hands on her head now, there was no force in my grip, but it was clear where I wanted her. Before she could think about it, she opened her mouth and took me in, every inch, until I filled her completely, right down to the base of her throat.

She had never deep-throated anyone before, she stopped moving altogether, she was trying not to gag.

She will get used to it, I reminded her as she blinked to fight back the tears in her eyes. They were watering like mad. I sat watching her, eyes filled with desire, and after a moment she had recovered enough to continue.

Bobbing her head up and down on me at a leisurely pace, she let her tongue move languidly against the smooth underside of my cock, using her hand to stroke me.

She moved slowly, savouring the feel of me in her throat now as she moved up and down on me, her fingers meeting her lips now and again as she kept up her smooth, rhythmic pumping.

“My god,” I groaned, playing with her hair now as her head moved up and down in my lap. “Fuck, you’re so sexy. You must make me want to explode.” I blotted out

I was soft and slick against her tongue, and she could taste my pre-cum now in the back of her throat. It was thicker than it was before, the salty taste filling her mouth with the taste of my growing arousal.

It was delicious, and she let her tongue roam greedily over the underside of my shaft, moaning herself now as her pussy began to clench with longing.....

I sat back now, very still, my head resting on the back of the chair and my mouth hanging open slightly. I looked like a man completely taken over by desire, and she stopped her up-and-down motion for a moment, taking the time to lap at the head of my cock lovingly.

Using both hands, she began to stroke up and down my cock again, cupping my balls with care as she explored with her hands for a moment. I was so big, so hot. She couldn’t wait to feel me explode in her mouth.

Taking all of me in her mouth once again, she eased down again so that I touched the bottom of her throat, she began stroking again with one hand while she caressed my balls with the other.

My hands, which had been moving through her hair, suddenly stopped, and she could feel the muscles of my legs tighten around her.

Within seconds I had stiffened completely, putting all my weight on my feet and thrusting my hips up in the air, driving my cock deeper into her throat.

I made a strangled gurgling sound and then hot streams of cum began pumping down the back of her throat.

My features were a mask of intensity– eyes squeezed shut, and my head thrown back in ecstasy. Watching me, she swallowed every last drop of cum and loved every second of my blissful orgasm.

Once I was done, I lay very still in the chair, head still thrown back as I tried to catch my breath.

“Kemi,” I rasped, as I continued to stroke the top of my head. “That was without a doubt the best Valentine’s Day gift I’ve ever had.”

“I hope that doesn’t mean you’re done for the night,” She told me, grinning. “Because I’m just getting started.”

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