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Chapter 17 by wit1

Do you blow him?

Yes, but not the way he expects

?Okay,? you said nonchalantly.  Normally you weren?t that fond of giving blow jobs.  However, you felt an unmistakable dampness between your legs.  For some odd reason you were horny as hell.  While sucking his cock wouldn?t satisfy your desires, perhaps you could turn it into a situation that would.  A big smile appeared on Brett?s face.  He slid the cell phone into his pocket.

?Over here.? you told him.  You patted the top of the first desk for emphasis.  Brett looked at you questioningly.  It was obvious that he didn?t want to give up his position by the door and risk that you might try to slip by him.

?I won?t bite.? you coaxed.  You gave him your most reassuring smile and patted the desk again.  Slowly Brett eased his way over to the desk.

?Strip.? you told Brett.  Again he hesitated.

?You want me to suck this don?t you?? you cooed as you gently rubbed the bulge in the front of his pants.  Slowly, in time with your hand Brett nodded.  ?And you don?t want him to get caught on that nasty old zipper either??  Again Brett nodded in time with the movement of your hand.  After a moment he realized you were waiting for him.  He started to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants.  He stepped out of his shoes and let his jeans fall to the floor.  By the time leaned against the end of the desk and stepped out of his shorts, you had shed your own clothes.  When he finished pulling his t-shirt over his head, you grabbed him hand pushed him backwards.

?Ow.? he cried out as his head it the top of the desk.  The t-shirt in his hand fell to the floor with his other clothes.  Any pain he may have felt disappeared when you climbed up onto the desk.  Straddling him on your knees gave him a clear view of your tight slit only inches from his face.  He smiled appreciatively at the sight.

?Help yourself,? you told him.  You didn?t wait for an answer.  You bent over and planted a kiss on the end of his waiting cock.  You placed an elbow to either side of his hips for stability.  You stroked his flaccid member with both hands while you used lips and tongue on the end.  It wasn?t long before it was stiff enough to take in the mouth.  Lips encircled his shaft, covering the entire tip.

The partially engulfed cock muffled the gasp the came from your throat.  The arms and hands that circled your legs tightened.  It was enough to spread your nether lip slightly.  That left you **** to the tongue that darted in between them to stroke the more sensitive flesh that was now exposed.  Whether by luck or skill, Brett?s initial probing hit a sensitive spot.  You instinctively jerked back.  The tongue pulled back as well.

Once you recovered from the initial shock, you started working his cock again.  As soon as you did, the tongue was back as well.  Whether it was the result of you taking more and more of Brett?s cock into your mouth or because once he tasted your love juices he wanted more and more of them, Brett?s tongue pushed deeper and deeper up your love canal.  You found it harder and harder to concentrate on sucking his cock as you are getting more and more aroused.  He responded by tongue fucking you faster.

While you?ve never been fond of sucking a guy?s cock, you?ve never lacked the confidence in your ability to do it.  You felt that confidence slipping as his tongue hit a particularly sensitive spot.  You paused as you struggled to catch your breath.  The tongue continued for another minute stopping.  You heard Brett?s breath coming in ragged gasps.  You could feel it pass past your partially exposed clit.  You could feel the orgasm starting to build within you.  It built faster as his tongue gently probed your slit once more.  It brushed your clit as it reached the end of each stroke.

Reality practically slapped you in the face.  If he started to work your clit in earnest or of he found that sweet spot again, it would trigger an explosive climax in you.  If that happened, you wouldn?t have the strength to finish the blow job.  Brett would be quite justified in calling Cindy because you didn?t hold up you end of the bargain.  Fortunately, his ragged breathing and his rock hard cock indicated he isn?t that far from cumming.  You circled his cock with your mouth once more.  You pumped your lips up and down shaft furiously.

Do you get him to cum first?

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