She returns the favor

“Oh, Mr. P.” She is still breathing hard and her eyes seem to have trouble focusing, but there is no denying the intensity in her voice. “That was something else. I never knew it could be like that.” I laugh softly and pull her gently against my chest, enjoying her wonder at how her body can respond to the right stimulation. A few more minutes pass as she slowly recovers and then she surprises me with a hesitant offer. “I want to make you feel that good, Mr. P.”

“I'd like that.” My response comes out as a poorly disguised groan. Alison reaches hesitantly for the fastener on my khakis, and her fingers trail down over the hard bulge that is tenting my pants.

“I don't know what to do.” If anything her nervousness is more of a turn on than the most practiced seduction. I help her pull off my trousers and boxers and as she stares at the bobbing member in front of her I pull my shirt over my head and toss it to the floor.

“You can touch it, Honey.” I whisper hoarsely, “It won't bite.” Her fingers curl gently around the throbbing flesh and she moves her hand experimentally up and down along it's length.

“That's good,” I encourage her, “now give it a little kiss.”

“What?!” Clearly, Alison has never even considered kissing a man's organ. “I don't think-”

“That's right,” I cut off her protests as my fingers tighten into her hair and pull her closer. “Don't think, just do what I tell you.” A soft whimper is followed by a timid kiss just on the head of my cock.

“You want me to use my mouth?” Her voice is breathy with a mixture of excitement and fear. Before I can say anything, her lips press against me again and I twitch against her. “Please, Mr. P.” She turns her face so my cock rubs against her soft cheek instead of entering her mouth “...I've heard that men like that, but I don't ...”

“You want to please me, Angel, don't you?” The gentleness in my voice is betrayed by the way my fist tightens in her hair and I push her down so my cock is pressing against her soft lips. I feel the tip of her tongue flicker out to taste the precum that is seeping from the tip. “Open your mouth, Alison, let me in.” With a soft whimper she does as I ask and the feeling of her hot mouth enveloping me makes me want to cum right then and there.

“I can't believe I'm doing this...” her hushed whisper is as erotic as anything they say on the porn sites. She is clearly hesitant, but when I push her down again her lips close around me forming a tight seal. I hold her there savoring the feeling of her soft lips on my flesh. After a few seconds I pull her off me leaving a strand of saliva between her lips and my swollen head.

“That wasn't so bad was it?” She shakes her head 'no' breaking the thin glistening line.

“No Sir.” Alison inhales deeply and I feel the warmth of her breath bathing the wet knob as she breathes out. “I want you to feel as good as you - ulp” I don't even let her finish the thought as I push her head back down on me. This time I rock gently into her mouth as she slurps and sucks with growing enthusiasm but not much skill.

“Get it good and slick, Angel.” I tell her as my other hand lands on her head and I start fucking her mouth. “Use your tongue, and your hands too.” Alison is starting to get the hang of this and her fingers around my shaft begin to stroke me with more confidence. “Oh yeah … oh that's good … yeah just like that …” It's only a matter of time now as I feel my balls start to tighten and the tell-tale twitching of my cock in her mouth.