He then took my hand, moistened my finger on the tip of his cock, and guided it to my mouth, applying the liquid to my lower lip.He then took my hand, moistened my finger on the tip of his cock, and guided it to my mouth, applying the liquid to my lower lip. I licked at it tentatively with my tongue, not knowing what to expect. The taste was slightly salty but sweet. He wet my fingers again and offered them to me to lick clean. He stroked himself slowly, and lowered his cock to my breasts again, rubbing it gently around my incredibly hard nipples. Leaning forward, he brushed it against my neck and cheek. My mind was racing with tales of the girls at school, how they talked about blow jobs and sucking. I couldn't imagine how anyone could take something of that size in their mouth. I kept my eyes closed as he used his tool to caress my cheeks, and when he brushed it over my lips a "no!" escaped them. Undaunted by my feeble resistance, he returned the tip of his swollen shaft to my lips, pulling down my lower lip with the ridge near the top. More of the liquid was transferred. "Lick it" he said huskily. I turned my head away but his free hand cupped my cheek and turned me to face it again. My lips were now coated with fluid and I instinctively licked them. As I did, he pressed forward and I felt my tongue brush against the tip of it. The taste was stronger now, and I could smell the muskiness of his scent. He repeated his command, holding himself against my lower lip. With a tentative lick, my tongue slowly traced along the underside of the tip. I marvelled at how smooth it was. With a little motion, he insisted on an encore and again, my tongue extended. Slowly he pressed it further towards my mouth. Opening my lips slightly as if I were going to clean off an ice cream cone, I felt his shaft with both lips. My toungue pressed against the tip, feeling the small cleft. With gentle pressure, his cock slid forward easily until I could feel the ridge pass my lips. My tongue was now flat along the groove underneath the swollen tip. He withdrew slightly and pressed forward again, deeper into my mouth. Again and again, deeper and deeper he probed. My mouth was stretching wider with each movement. |