Once when I was living with a woman, we were both young and struggling to make ends meet. I worked my professional job all week long and worked several nights and weekend to help out with another job selling stuff at a mall store. Even though I was young, it wiped me out sometimes and this Saturday was no exception. I’d worked five days at my real job, three nights from 5 to 10 PM at my second, and had work from 9 AM until 5 PM at it again that day. I came home dragging and expected to probably need to make dinner because she was typically not into cooking.
The reality turned out to be amazing. As I walked in the door, she was wearing a sexy, sheer blue nightgown, thigh high stockings, no panties, and had a frosted mug of my favorite microbrew beer in hand. She gave me the mug and led me to the big easy chair that I liked. Kissing me, she said she was worried about me and how hard I’d been working. She let me sit down then bent down to kiss me. Her large breasts hung down sexily in the gown so I could see her nipples clearly and envisage her cleavage. She asked me if I was hungry and I answered a weary but grateful yes. She told me she would cook dinner for me and I should just sit, listen to the music, relax, and let her serve me tonight. It was only then I noticed the aromas of something cooking. Her hands went to my collar and loosened, then removed my necktie and opened my dress shirt collar and the next button. Then, she removed my shoes and put my feet up on the ottoman. She intentionally sashayed into the kitchen, out of sight now, where I could hear her working on dinner. I almost fell asleep but snapped back to life as she brought us a shrimp cocktail to share. She put a little of the cocktail sauce on one and fed me as she moved the ottoman and knelt between my legs. That alone was sexy but I wasn’t getting too excited yet. Then she teased by taking a shrimp of her own and holding it by her mouth and licking it, then sucking the end of it into her mouth and slowing pulling it out. “Mmm,” she cooed, “so good but I wish I had something bigger.” I started getting hard, even as exhausted as I was. She fed me more shrimp, continued to tease. Soon I was relaxing and feeling better. The beer was starting to have an effect as well when she stood and intentionally bent over in front of me. As her ass came into view and her gown revealed it, I could see her pussy and thighs where glistening moisture had appeared. Back to the kitchen she went as I sat there hard in my pants. I loved tasting this woman and she looked so ready.
After I set down my beer, I did fall asleep to dreams of my girlfriend and briefly got to nap. I felt her come and sit in my lap, wrapping her arms around me, her soft full butt against my thighs and still full cock. She kissed me fully awake, unbuttoning more of my shirt and reaching inside to play with my nipples. “If you’re ready, I can bring out the main course,” she whispered between kisses. “You can nap more if you want.” I told her I felt the main course on my lap and she laughed, replying that might have more to do with something later. She stood up to go get our food and I felt my lap. The slacks were wet from where she had been sitting and I rubbed my fingers on there and lifted them to my face to inhale her sweet scent. She caught me doing that as she returned and asked me what I was sniffing. I said something delicious that had been on my lap. She turned red and then said, rather shockingly, “You do love the taste and smell of my cunt, don’t you sexy boy?” Again she knelt in front of me and fed me the food she had cooked. We ate from the same plate and that added to the intimacy. I was being treated like a king and I knew it. After the plate was empty, she left again and said she would be right back with dessert. I’m not typically a dessert person so that was fine but not something that got my attention until she came back in carrying a small bowl and then stood in front of me and slipped off the gown. Standing naked except for the stockings, she held one of her large breasts and dipped the big, hard, pink nipple in the bowl. It came out coated in dark chocolate sauce, which ran down a little and now my attention was on dessert. “Want some?” she asked. I nodded and felt myself harden again. She held her tit to my mouth and let me suck and lick off the sauces and get my fill of her nipple. She cooed more to my sucking and I started to reach for her butt, her pussy. “Now, now, this is for you. You can do me after.” I relaxed and lay back. Now, she opened my dress shirt fully and leaned over to kiss and lick my nipples. “That’s so good baby. You’re making me crave you. But my mouth is empty,” I complained. To that, she took her hand between her legs and brought a very creamy pair of fingers up to my mouth. I licked off her pussy juices and then she returned her hand to her vulva where it lingered. From the shaking I felt through her mouth on my chest, I could tell she was stroking her clit and masturbating. So sexy! Then the fingers returned to my mouth where she literally fucked them in and out of my pursed lips until they were clean. Then she knelt between my legs again and opened my belt, then my fly, then pulled my pants down to my knees. My cock was poking up in my boxer briefs, which then she slowly pulled down like she was opening a special gift. The waistband caught briefly, and my cock strained, then popped loose and slapped against my belly. She pulled my pants and briefs off all the way, leaving me naked from the waist down. Getting up close to me, she nuzzled my thigh and blew air on my throbbing penis. My balls tightened at the coolness of the air and my cock started to drool. She grasped it in her hand, held it straight up, and used her thumb to rub from the bottom to the frenulum, making it drool fully so the droplets oozed out the swollen head and ran down. Her fingers collected it and took it to her mouth. I commented that it looked so good when she did that, and I assume she thought I meant the liquid looked so good because next she collected the few remaining drops of precum and put them to my mouth. I licked as eagerly as I had when it was her cream so that I would excite her more. To this she responded by putting her hand between her legs as she licked my thigh, then my shaved scrotum, then the base of my penis. I could again feel her shaking as she masturbated her clit. Then her wet hand emerged and I opened my mouth, assuming, but that was not her intent. She took those juices and applied them to my cockhead and rubbed, slippery and sticky, juicy lubrication that made my cock shiny in spots and creamy in other places. She kept doing that repeatedly, slowly edging us both with her rubbing my cock and her pussy gently, wetly, making us crest and relax until I was ready to beg. “Want to cum, baby?” she asked. I said that I really wanted to make love to her. She said that was for later. “Right now, just tell me as you get closer and right before you can’t stop.” Now, she focused just on me after gathering more moisture from her pussy. She masturbated just the top part of my penis, sometimes cupping and rhythmically squeezing the head only, alternating that with slow fisting up and down of the last few inches. When it got a little dry, she started licking her hand or spitting quietly into her palm. My cock was leaking precum almost continuously so that helped. As I said I was getting closer, she took one of my balls in her mouth and sucked it warmly, then the other. Her other hand started massaging my anus, not going inside at all, but teasing me there as well. I told her I was getting to the point of no return and now her hand stopped the jerking motion and simply squeezed. I started to tense my body and she told me to relax and not strain, just let it flow. Complying, I focused on her pretty face, her warm mouth, her hand squeezing the head so gently, and her gorgeous breasts. Shortly, she had me agonizingly close and I told her I wouldn’t last another few seconds. She moved up to press her breasts against my groin, and her face to my cock. Resting against her cheek, she started humming and I felt those vibrations, her hand pressing me to her soft, warm face, but not moving. A gently but as urgently as I have ever cum, I started to ooze a first release of semen, then another, and another, but not squirting hard like I usually did. Just flowing, and not a lot either. I wouldn’t call it a ruined orgasm because it was spectacular but it was different from any I’d had before. After I stopped contracting, she lifted her face and smiled at me. “Good huh?” she said. Her cheek had drools and drips of cum all over it and running off. She kissed the head and then got up to sit in my lap. She put my cock inside her, and surprising to me I was still fully hard and ready to go. “See baby, we’re going to make love. And then when you are ready, I want you to lick me until I’m raw.” What a wonderful way to help me relax after that week at work.
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