Mouth

You can’t recall the last time you got head, even now, knowing you could easily fuck her, the allure of a woman who actively wants to suck your cock is too much to resist.

For her part Freya is still watching you carefully, caught off guard by your sudden laugh. Looking at her you simply gesture to your still erect cock, telling her she can feel free to finish what she started.

Freya nods, moving to straddle you her expression of understanding changes as soon as you stop her.

“What?” She asks, “You mean I can finish...with my mouth?”

The way she says it, as if she had finally found someone who shared her fetish when she thought she was the only one, is almost heart warming. Even if you find it hard to believe guys in this world don’t want head from time to time. Then again, why would they when the sex of any woman they see is open for business pretty much anytime of day.

You let yourself lay back flat on the bed, gesturing to your now dry but still hard cock. Telling her to do exactly what she wants.

Freya looks around then, as if she expects a camera crew to jump out of the closets at any moment. Moving slowly towards you like a cat, ready to flee at the slightest sign of danger. You don’t move however, instead simply watching her, taking in her body with appreciative eyes, the sight making it easy to stay erect while she deliberates with herself.

Finally, unable to fight her own desires any longer she slides down onto her knees between your legs. You feel her lips sliding over the head of your cock once more, a sensations you have not felt in quite some time.

Her tongue slides easily across the head of your cock, describing tight circles that send shivers down your spin and make you squirm underneath her, You can tell that she isn’t the most experienced at this, although the odd slip up. Like her teeth gently pressing on your cock, only adds to the thrill. It brings back the memory of the first time you got head.

It had been from a girl called Marcy, you had met her at a bonfire party. As the night went on and you both drank more and more she had slipped her arms around your neck and kissed you hard. Her hands pulling your to her ample breasts as you sat in the tall grass, far back at the edge of the fire light. You had been drunk and young, unsure of everything about yourself but she had seemed so confident. Even as she undid your trousers and pulled your cock free, her mouth wrapping around your cock with only the gently swaying grass and flickering shadows to hide you from the other revelers.

You had been so scared of being caught that you had found it hard to get it up at first. Yet as you began to relax and she only got more into it you started to enjoy yourself. The fear of being caught being entangled with the pleasure of having your cock sucked slowly but surely mixing into one another until you could no longer say where one began and the other ended.

The memories of that night add to this moment, this surreal moment in a surreal world. You look down, watching your cock slide wetly in and out of her mouth as she does her best to pleasure you. You find yourself getting more pleasure out of seeing just how much she is enjoying herself.

Despite the bed obscuring your view you can tell from her expression that her fingers are deep in her own sex as she sucks you off. Seeing someone take so much pleasure from giving a blow job is the last thing that pushes you over the edge.

You manage to groan out a warning for her just before your balls contract and the first shot of cum is fired into her mouth. A look of surprise crossing her face as you empty your balls into her mouth. Your load too much for her to take as semen leaks out to slide down your shaft.