Spoil him

For a good long while, you and Sam frolic on Diana's bed, kissing and rubbing, squeezing and groping. Your top and his shirt both come off at some point during the proceedings, and you relish in the feeling of your nipples rubbing against the rock hard muscle of Sam's pecs, packed beneath silky smooth skin. You simply must have more of this man.

You roll him onto his back and straddle his thighs. Slowly, teasingly, you trace all ten fingers down from his broad shoulders across his sculpted torso, until they find the rim of his jeans. "Ooooh. What's this?" As lightly as possible, you caress his bulge. "Come now, Sam. You can't have a body like that and a big, fat, juicy cock to boot. That would be unfair to the other guys." His ego thoroughly stroked, he clasps his hands behind his head and leans back. "Why don't you go and find out?" You rest your head on one elbow and poke his cock with your free hand. "Hmmm. Should I? Let's see..."

You lean in closer and kiss him through his strained jeans. "You must be feeling pretty confined right now, huh? All wrapped up in those tight pants... Hey, maybe if I try a little harder, I can make you actually pop that button right off!" To emphasize your point, you rise up enough to give him a good view of your breasts dangling just above his crotch. "Mmm, but maybe not." You lay back down. "I am getting a little thirsty, after all. You unbutton his jeans and pull the zipper down. His naked cock instantly pops out, as thick as you had hoped for and impressively long as well. "Oooh, commando! Naughty boy!" You rest your chin on his pelvis and hold the hot flesh of his dick against your cheek. "Normally, I'd have to punish you for something like that, but I'm feeling generous tonight." You turn your head slightly, and give his shaft a kiss near the base. "Did you like that?"

"Well," Sam says, "It was a little bit tame, to be honest..." Your coy smile does not waver for an instant, but you squeeze him hard. "Ow! I mean, yes!" "Good boy." You loosen your grip and start stroking him up and down slowly. Without breaking eye contact, you lick his cock without going anywhere near the tip. Then you move up to see a bead of precum gathering. "Ah, you brought a treat for me!" With a single flick of your tongue, you swoop up the bit of fluid. "Mmmm, I wonder if there is any way I could get some more..." In truth, you are pretty indifferent to the taste. But why let reality get in the way of things? "You're doing pretty well so far, Sam. I know some guys who would have came just from that. Others, I wouldn't even have to go this far. I just have to shake my tits at some of them, and they're ready to burst."

"It's kind of ironic, don't you think?" Sam observes, "That out of the two of us, you should be the cocky one." You giggle. "Sam, of the two of us, I'm pretty sure I know my way around a cock far better than you do." To prove your point, you take half of his cock into your mouth in one smooth motion and suck on it as hard as you can as you lift your head back up. Once only his tip remains in your mouth, you put your tongue to work with every bit of skill you can muster. "Yeah," Sam grunts, "Can't argue with that." You fully intend to keep blowing him for a bit, but Sam apparently has other plans. Leaning forward, he hooks his arms under your shoulders and pulls you up. Then he rolls you onto your back and nestles himself between your legs, perfectly mirroring the position you were in just before. He hooks his fingers under your skirt and panties, and begins to pull them down.