I leaned back into the couch. My dick pointed straight up at Lisa, like it was drawn by a magnetic force.
I motioned with my finger for her to spin around. With both hands in her hair, she slowly turned around, displaying her gorgeous ass to me.
"Mmm", I smiled as I gave her cheeks a playful but firm slap.
They rippled on impact as the loud crack echoed off the walls. She laughed. Jesus, her butt was perfect. I squeezed them and spread them apart gently. I looked at her untouched anus. Where no man has ever gone. Would I be the first to explore this forbidden temple? I’ve never had anal sex before but if I was to ever do it, Lisa would be the one I would share the experience with.
She turned around to face me. I looked up at her gigantic tits. She smiled and juggled them for me, cascading them off her body.
"Oh", I whispered, as I reached for her waist.
She brushed my hands off and slowly knelt down onto the cushion, my dick inches from her face. This was it. The anticipation was incredible. I waited for this all week. The reality was always better than the fantasy.
"Have you been dreaming of this?", she asked shyly.
I nodded. She could read my mind, knew exactly what I wanted.
Smiling, she gripped my rock hard cock with her left hand. I moaned. Her touch was electric. I watched her hand go up and down my shaft, rolling back the skin. She tilted her head, looking into the opening of my dick. She probably wondered how much I would come for her. I wouldn’t tell her, I would show her.
She began to fondle my balls with her right hand, while still tugging my penis with her left hand. She was good at this. Lots of practice or just a natural?
I felt my cock grow larger and harder, flexing my muscle. I wanted to be as big as I could for Lisa. I had to show her the man I was. The man that could be there for her emotionally, physically, and sexually.
"Oh", she whispered, visibly impressed.
She now had both hands on my shaft. Her fingers locked together, forming an unbreakable hold on me. Like I would ever want to escape her grip. She squeezed me hard, causing me to ooze out some pre-cum.
"Mmm", she smiled as she gently licked it off my tip.
It was just the appetizer. If she liked my pre-cum that much, she would love my cum. She would taste lots of it tonight. I don’t know if she’s ever tasted semen before, but I would make sure she enjoyed mine. I would eat whatever it was that would make my cum taste great for Lisa. Sex was only good when both sides enjoyed it.
She continued to stroke me, massage me, rub me. Like Demi Moore in the pottery scene from Ghost, she used her sensual hands to create immense beauty. I was already so hot and she hadn’t even put me in her mouth yet.
She seemed to have read my mind again as she leaned forward and slowly wrapped her lips around my meat. She wanted my dick, I wanted her mouth.
I groaned. The moist feeling of her warm mouth sent tingles throughout my body. She rotated her head, allowing me to feel every part of her mouth. Her cheeks caved in, sucking me.
She looked beautiful like this. Cheekbones visible, eyes focused on me, my penis in her mouth. I wanted to film this. To capture every moment of her sensual blowjob. I could watch it on days we couldn’t get together.
"Lisa, I love you".
What this woman did to pleasure me was amazing. She took me out and licked the entire length of my penis, from base to tip. She put her juicy lips on the head of my cock. Her Angelina Jolie lips. So this is what it felt to be Brad Pitt. She brushed back her hair, letting me see those eyes. The windows to her soul. What was she thinking with me in her mouth?
I’ve had plenty of women in my lifetime and Lisa was by far the best fuck. Better than any model I’ve been with. Even better than Susan who was as good as they come.
"Mmm", she smiled as she put me back in her mouth.
She put her hands on my legs, leaning on me as I plunged deeper into her mouth. I went all the way to her throat, testing her gag reflex. She had none. Excellent. I could fuck her in the mouth and shoot my load straight down her throat if she didn’t like the taste.
My hands ran over her silky hair as she blew me. It shimmered through my fingers like a fine liquid. I wanted her to swallow. It would mean the world to me. I needed to have a part of me in her, even when I wasn’t with her. I had to be close to her, even when we were far apart.
I watched her bob up and down on my cock. She sensed me watching so she looked up and smiled with me in her mouth, the edge of her lips opening slightly.
This felt so good. To have my dick in the mouth of the woman I love was exhilarating. The tip was the most sensitive and Lisa knew it. I felt her tongue massaging it, driving me crazy.
Her saliva was the perfect lubricant. She knew exactly how much to apply on my cock. Not too little or it would have no effect. Not too much or it would get runny. Coated my dick as it prepared to explore her mouth.
Lisa blew on the tip of my dick, drying her saliva, creating a wonderful, cooling sensation. I’ve never experienced that before. Everything she did to me was erotic. God, I loved her so much. She did all this just to satisfy me.
When other women gave me oral sex, I had to hold their heads and brush away their hair. I had to guide them and it felt like I was fucking their mouths. But with Lisa it was different. She knew every inch of me. She knew where to lick, where to kiss, where to suck. I just had to sit back and enjoy the experience. There was no effort on my end. That’s what separated her from other women.
She stroked and sucked me. Not showing any signs of fatigue. Most women couldn’t give head for a long time because the constant movements put a strain on their necks and jaws. But Lisa wasn’t like most women. She could probably blow me for hours.
Her pouty lips were an amazing color. She didn’t have any lipstick on or it would have spread all over my penis. I loved her lips. Both sets of them. Her hair bounced with each movement of her head. I smiled. She blew me with so much passion, like she was making love to my penis with her mouth.
I brushed back her hair as it started to cover her face. I needed to stare at her gorgeous face while she pleasured me. It was empowering. She closed her eyes, savoring my taste, my flavor.
"You’re beautiful, Lisa", I told her.
"Mmm", she replied, trying not to talk with her mouth full.
She smiled. She was enjoying this. Enjoyed driving me over the edge. Enjoyed having my cock all to herself.
There’s nothing better than this. On a cold winter night with the most beautiful woman on earth giving me a blowjob. I knew it had only just begun. We hadn’t gotten to her bedroom yet. That’s where the real magic would happen.
What lottery did I win to get Lisa? She was the jackpot.
I slowly caressed her hair as she rubbed my testicles in her fingers. We stared at each other. There was no need to talk, we knew exactly what the other was thinking. I knew she was trying to give me the most exciting blowjob I’ve ever had and so far she was succeeding.
Fellatio was incredibly sensual, incredibly intimate. Lisa wouldn’t do this for just any man. She did it for me because she knew how much I wanted it. She knew how much it meant to me. I didn’t have to ask, she just knew.
I could sense my orgasm approaching and so could Lisa. Was it a change in my penis or breathing pattern that gave it away? What else could it be? How did she know?
I sat up straight and shuffled forward slightly on the couch. I nodded, she smiled. We were both on the same page now.
"Baby", she whispered as she pulled at my cock. "You gonna come for me?"
I don’t think she heard me as she forcefully stuffed me back into her mouth till the tip touched her throat again.
"Oh", I moaned.
It felt great but was it hurting her? I put a hand on each side of her head and pushed her back slightly. She grabbed my hands and pinned them down on the couch. She wanted me to feel her throat, to feel how much she loved me.
I could feel my heart almost bursting out of my chest. I wiped the sweat off my forehead. I couldn’t take it anymore. The lines between reality and fantasy started to blur as my dick readied for the big release.
I was almost there. She took me out and started jacking me off. Her soft, feminine hands moving swiftly up and down my manhood. My fate was in her hands. I was hoping she would let me come in her mouth, I was praying she would swallow.
"Where do you wanna come?", she asked, tugging at my cock. "In my mouth?"
She smiled seductively. Some guys like coming on the face or tits or whatever but I liked coming in the mouth. I wanted women to taste me, especially the woman I loved.
With both hands on my shaft, she stroked me quickly. Her hands twisted slightly as they reached the top, then they would fall down and start again at the base. Like the pistons of an engine, this cycle repeated again and again. I was glad I didn’t masturbate during the week. I wanted Lisa to have all my cum, she would be the last woman I would come to.
She smiled as she pulled my cock, testing my manhood, daring me to come. If I did, it would have gone all over her face. I looked at her perfect face. I wanted to but couldn’t ejaculate on it. It was too beautiful. I didn’t see her as a sex object, but as the woman I loved.
Like a kinky game of chicken, neither of us were giving in. I was trying to delay my orgasm but she was too convincing. There was no way my dick could outlast her hands. I used my groin muscles to try and hold it in but it was useless. I had no more strength to contain it. Lisa had me where she wanted.
I stared at her and she stared right back. Her eyes did it for me. Not her tits, not her ass, not her pussy. Always her eyes. I would always look into them as I climaxed. That’s why I liked to fuck her face to face.
Hands moving furiously over my penis, she raised an eyebrow. I nodded. There was no time for words. I was ready. Oh God, I was ready.
She quickly put me back inside her mouth, tilted her head back slightly, and prepared for the gush of semen.
My mind went numb. A million thoughts went through my head. Where was I? Who’s house was this? Lisa was here with me. Only she mattered. She made sure I was focused on her.
My sperm on the verge of bursting out. Ready to dive into her glorious mouth, swim on her elegant tongue. No more holding back. Almost there.
I watched her hands move along my dick. As fast as a blur but I could see them clearly, as if my senses were heightened in this moment of ecstasy. Ten more of her glorious strokes and I would let her have it.
The first cumshot fired. I don’t know where it hit because her lips were closed around my cock. I called out her name. I looked her dead in the eye as the fresh cum transferred from my penis to her mouth.
After a few more strokes of my cock, I launched my second cumshot into her. She moaned a bit as the thick rope hit the back of her mouth, giving me even more pleasure.
Her lips formed a tight seal around my shaft, ensuring all the semen would end up inside her.
My penis was on fire and the only way to cool it was to wet it with her moist tongue. I felt her juicy tongue on the tip of my dick, welcoming my swimmers. I leaned forward slightly and with my penis head against the roof of her mouth, I squirted again.
Lisa turned her head to her left and pulled me into her left cheek. With her left hand jerking me off, she used her right hand to squeeze my balls. I came with such force into her cheek, I saw her face ripple from the outside.
"Oh", I cried.
She turned to her right and did the same with her right cheek. This time, the cumshot wasn’t as intense as the last. Lisa noticed it too.
I had one more shot, better make it good. I conjured as much semen as I could from my balls and prepared to unleash it into her. She started to furiously pull at my cock, almost tearing it off.
"Lisa", I called out, trying to slow her down.
But she didn’t listen. In fact, she tightened her grip on me and with both hands, tugged at my shaft even faster. It was borderline assault. But I couldn’t complain. It was painful but incredibly enjoyable. Having a woman bringing me to a climax with her hands was one of the most erotic sensations.
Her hair was covering her face but with one swift motion of her arm, it was clear again. Her eyes were visible again. I saw the love in them, the intensity, the passion. All of this for me.
Just one more time.
I ejaculated for her. The most powerful one yet. The kind of cumshot that makes me feel like a real man.
My body spasmed. My legs trembled. My toes curled. But Lisa remained calm, milking my cum into her mouth. Didn’t flinch or anything. And smiling as she did it. Happy that she had conquered me. Pleased that she had the ability to make me come.
"Mmm", she moaned with my cock still creaming into her mouth.
I emptied my load into her and thrusted a few more times but nothing more came out. That was it. I thought it was over.
But Lisa wanted more. She wasn’t satisfied yet. Like trying to get out the last bit of toothpaste from the end of the tube, she squeezed and massaged me with her fingers. She wouldn’t let me go until she got what she wanted.
As I felt that last bit of semen making its way to the tip, Lisa opened her mouth and let me watch that last drop of cum fall gracefully on her now white tongue.
Her mouth was filled with my sperm. It blended in with her pearly, white teeth. My cum wasn’t the clear, runny kind. It was the thick, creamy type. So white you could probably see it in the dark.
I pulled my dick out completely and intently watched what she would do next. I glanced at her open mouth and back to her gorgeous eyes. They sparkled, signalling to me that she would do it. Do what I wanted.
She closed her mouth, swallowed once. Moved her tongue around, thoroughly cleaning the walls, and swallowed again. She opened her mouth again, this time wider. Turned and tilted her head so I could see inside. All the evidence was gone. Every last drop. Like it had never occurred. But we knew better, only Lisa and I knew what happened. She drank me like a fine white wine. If she didn’t like the taste, she certainly didn’t show it.
I sat back and exhaled. I just experienced a Lisa blowjob. The first of many. She could see I was impressed. She giggled girlishly, gently stroking my penis.
"How was that?", she asked, like she didn’t already know.
"That", I said as I petted her head. "Is something I could get used to".
She smiled. She knew I was already thinking long term with her. After this weekend, the decision would be easy for both of us.
"You’re so beautiful", I said to her.
She smiled again and pretended to hide behind my cock. I laughed. I played with a few, loose strands of her hair, putting them back into place.
I didn’t have to say it, she knew it. But I told her anyways.
"I love you, Lisa".
"I love you too, baby".
She softly kissed the head of my dick, as if apologizing for ravaging it earlier. Licked my shaft once and put me back in her mouth, twirled her tongue around my still hard cock. She gazed up at me, locking her eyes onto mine. I got the message.
My penis belonged to her, I belonged to her.
I leaned back on my throne and breathed out. Looked down at my queen who now had closed her eyes but was still unwilling to release my cock.
I truly am the king.