A cock tease without a condom

Your fingers, still trembling slightly from the intensity of what just happened, reach for the base of Alex’s cock. The latex is slick with spit and lube, warm against your skin. You pinch the rim of the condom, your eyes locked on Alex’s face. They’re sprawled on the couch, chest still heaving, that smug, satisfied grin plastered across their face. Their gaze follows your hand, eyebrows quirking up in surprise as you slowly start rolling the rubber down their length. 'Whoa, eager for round two already, Red?' Alex chuckles, their voice rough but amused. The condom peels away, revealing the flushed, sensitive head beneath, glistening with a mix of your saliva and their own release trapped inside. You let the used condom drop to the carpet with a soft, wet plop.

Leaning in, you don’t take them into your mouth immediately. Instead, you blow a soft, warm stream of air across the slick head. Alex’s hips jerk off the couch, a sharp hiss escaping their lips. 'Fuck, Flora...' Their hand reaches for your hair again, but you duck your head, evading their grasp. You press your lips to the tip, not sucking, just a soft, closed-mouth kiss. Then another, feather-light, along the thick shaft. Alex groans, their fingers digging into the worn leather of the couch. 'Tease,' they accuse, but there’s a breathless edge to their voice now. You can see their cock twitch, already starting to swell again despite their recent climax.

You flick your tongue out, just the very tip, tracing the swollen vein on the underside from base to tip. The taste is stronger now, musky and primal without the latex barrier. Alex’s breath catches. 'Camera’s still on, baby,' they remind you, their voice tight. 'Make it good.' You hum softly in response, the vibration making their cock jump against your lips. You open your mouth, letting your tongue swirl lazily around the head, coating it in fresh saliva. You take just the crown between your lips, sucking gently, rhythmically, like you’re savoring a piece of hard candy. Alex’s thighs tense, their hips lifting, trying to push deeper. You hold them down with a firm hand on their hip, keeping the pace slow, maddening.

'C’mon, Flora,' Alex whines, frustration creeping into their tone. They try to buck their hips again, but your grip is surprisingly strong. 'Don’t be a fucking cocktease. Suck it properly.' You ignore the command, pulling back entirely. You sit back on your heels, meeting their heated, demanding gaze. A bead of pre-cum wells up at the slit. You reach out with your thumb, swiping it away slowly, then bringing your thumb to your own lips and sucking it clean with an exaggerated pop. Alex’s eyes darken, their jaw clenching. 'You little minx,' they growl. 'Gonna make me beg?'

You smile, a slow, knowing curve of your lips. Then you lean forward again, but instead of taking their cock, you nuzzle into the coarse black curls at the base, inhaling their scent deeply. Your tongue darts out, licking a hot stripe up their balls, making Alex gasp and curse. You lavish attention there, sucking one tender orb into your mouth, rolling it gently with your tongue, then the other. Alex’s head thuds back against the couch, a low groan rumbling through them. 'Shit... yeah... just like that...' Their hand finds your head again, not guiding, just resting, fingers trembling slightly in your red hair.

Leaving their balls, your mouth trails wet, open-mouthed kisses back up the shaft. You take them into your mouth again, but only halfway, your hand wrapping around the base, pumping slowly in counterpoint to the suction of your lips and the swirl of your tongue. You build a rhythm, deliberate, unhurried. Up, down, swirl, suck. Alex is panting now, their cock fully hard again, throbbing against your tongue. 'Fuck, your mouth... feels so good,' they rasp, their voice thick with renewed arousal. 'Gonna make me come again just like this?' You glance up at them through your lashes, your eyes meeting theirs. You see the hunger there, the raw need, the flicker of something almost like awe beneath the frustration. You hold their gaze as you take them deeper, inch by slow inch, until the head nudges the back of your throat. You relax, swallowing around them, feeling the thick pulse of their arousal. Alex’s fingers tighten in your hair, not painfully, but possessively. 'Yeah, baby,' they breathe, their hips shifting restlessly. 'Take it all. Show me how much you fucking love this cock.'