Amateur hour

‘This was for real,’ Adrian thought as Cole’s manly taste filled her mouth. ‘This wasn't why I came in here.’

It felt good to make Cole feel so good. She wanted him to enjoy it. She enjoyed making him enjoy it. Hearing his moans and feeling his meat throb in her hand made the truth inescapable. The truth was that Adrian wanted to suck Cole’s dick. No doubt about that.

‘I was a guy and will be one again in few days, but I'm not a guy right now. At this moment, I'm a woman. And, fuck me, I want this.’ Her tongue fully touched Cole’s cock, flattening against his swollen tip and he groaned. ‘Too late to back down now.’

Adrian swirled her tongue around the head of Cole’s cock and then licked down the length of his shaft. She ran her tongue along his thighs, nibbling them as she worked her way towards his balls. She licked them gently, then worked her way up his shaft again. Then, with a deep breath, she wrapped her lips around him and went to work.

Adrian had been on the receiving end of many blowjobs but as she started sucking Cole off, she had to admit it was harder than it looked. It took her a little while to figure out the rhythm. Then her hands and mouth started working together. Her head bobbed up and down, her hand stroking Cole in the same rhythm. Her other hand began fondling his balls. Cole rubbed her head, moving along with her rhythm.

Adrian bobbing repeatedly had Cole deep in her mouth with plenty more cock still to go. Careful not to graze him with her teeth, she slid her mouth down as far as she could. She only made it a little more than halfway before she gagged a little and had to back up. After a few tries, and a few more gags, she was able to find a good, consistent depth. She worked her tongue around Cole’s mushroom tip. Knowing the power of eye-contact, Adrian opened her eyes and looked up at Cole. He had closed his eyes and laid back when she started. When he looked down and saw her staring back up at him, he groaned out loud. Their eyes locked as she slid down again, pushing herself to take more of him. Gagging, she backed up and let his dick slip from her lips.

“Fuck you’re amazing,” Cole moaned as Adrian continued to stroke him.

Adrian smiled, proud that her amateur attempts had made the grade. “You’re lucky…if we weren’t as good of friends, I wouldn’t be doing this, no how matter how the pill makes me feel,” Adrian said with a smile, a trickle of saliva still connecting her mouth and Cole’s cock.

“I don’t know, you seem kind of into it,” Cole remarked as Adrian’s hand continued stroking him.

“You’ve been moaning nonstop since I started… I can always stop,” Adrian shot back coquettishly.

“Please don’t…y’know it might be easier for you if I sit back against the wall and you get between my legs,” Cole mentioned.

“One incomplete blowjob and ALREADY you think you can boss me around,” Adrian joked as they readjusted themselves on Cole’s bed.

As Adrian got between Cole’s legs, she laid on her belly, coming face to face with dick again. Every throbbing vein she could see seemed angry, yearning for release.

“You like it though,” Cole said huskily, his voice sending tingles through Adrian’s spine.

“I do,” Adrian replied sheepishly, caressing Cole's balls in one hand.

“Say it.”

“I did–“

“Say it Spanish,” Cole commanded, holding Adrian’s gaze.

Adrian’s eyebrow raised at the request. She took an exaggeratedly long lick of Cole’s shaft, flicking her tongue against his tip at the end, never breaking eye contact.

“Me encanta mamarte,” Adrian cooed before plunging down on Cole’s raging erection. She really was enjoying it as her head began to bob up and down again, her pussy was drenched again, begging for attention.