“Oh, god… Don’t ever say that again,” I complain, but it’s taking all my power not to laugh.
I throw my head back and groan when he runs the flat of his tongue from the base to the tip of my dick. My fingers curl through the blankets underneath me, gripping them to keep me from crying out as my back arches off the bed. Still, I let a ‘Jesus’ quietly slip out.
“I want to do so many naughty things to you, Tiger.”
“I’d like that…”
“Is that a yes? Can I suck you down?”
My head rolls back and forth to say no. “I want to try that frotting thing.”
“You got it.” He reaches for the bottle of lube and pours a generous amount into his hand. He quickly wraps his fingers around his length, oiling it up. Then he does the same with me. God, I’m needy tonight. Every little touch is setting me on fire. I’m completely connected to Calvin on a visceral level, and it’s something I hadn’t expected at all. I knew this would be fun, but it’s more than that.
Calvin hovers over me again with one hand before fisting our lengths together. Holy cow. We aren’t even moving yet, but having his dick’s heat next to mine does weird and arousing things to me. I feel young again, like a teen, floundering while giving my first blow job.
“Ready, Tiger?”
“So ready…” I breathe out words that are barely a whisper.
His large hand glides over us together, but he also gently thrusts, so I’m surrounded by stimulation. Holding himself up with one arm while stroking with the other shows how strong he is.
I look upat him, and he’s looking down at me. We hold our stare as he gets us off. I’m enveloped with tingles, goosebumps, and what feels literal fire. My arousal takes over my entire body. I’m flushed with it.
I’ve rarely ever penetrated anyone, but I remember how good it felt. The squeezing of his fingers, the glide of his dick along mine is… I have no adequate words.
My eyelids slide closed, and my head rolls from side to side. Pleasure travels up and down my spine, and I’m trying to hold back from coming. At the same time, I want to come. I’mdesperatefor it.
“Look at you,” Calvin whispers. “I wish you could see how stunning you look right now. I could do this all day just to watch your face in ecstasy with those swollen, sexy-as-fuck lips.” I can’t open my eyes. If I do, my face will burn. It’s always burning, and I hate it. “You feel so fucking good against my cock.”
As much as I want to attempt dirty talk, I can’t think of anything to say back.
Screw it. It’s time to come out of my dang shell and get out of my dang head. I open my eyes and reach for his face and shove two fingers into his parted lips. Calvin growls and clamps down gently with his teeth before he sucks on them.
He thrusts faster and squeezes harder. The slapping of skin and squelching from the lube sound salacious and dirty in the best possible way.
The faster he moves, the harder he sucks on my fingers. Soon, I’m no longer a passive passenger on this ride, but a participant as I thrust in time with Calvin.
With my free hand, I grip his fallen bangs. He groans around my fingers, still never taking his eyes off me. I have to admit he looks so sexy, sucking on my fingers and letting me tug on his hair.
As my orgasm gets close, my hands slip from him and fall to the bed, my eyes close so that I can feel everything. A warmth caresses my skin, making me sweat as tingles travel throughout my body. Every sound, smell, and touch culminates until I can’t hold back any longer.
“Gonna come…” I say.
“Yeah, baby, come for me. I want to see that moment on your face.”
I dig my fingers into his arms, and my head rolls back as I explode all over myself, shooting cum on my abs and chest. A few drops hit my chin, which Calvin leans down and licks away. “Yummy.”
“Jesus…” I’m panting and chasing my climax. But all good things must come to an end. When I’m finished, I melt into the mattress, completely numb as he finishes himself off.
It doesn’t take long before his hot cum spatters on me, mingling with mine.
“Fuck, fuck…” he pants over and over as he squeezes out the last drop.
He lets go of our cocks and hovers above me, grinning and sweating. A couple of drops fall from the tip of his nose and onto my face. “Thatwas hot… andnotvanilla.”
I simply nod, unable to talk at the moment.
Calvin leans down on shaking arms and runs the flat of his tongue along my face again, lapping up the remaining cum there. Then he moves down my body, cleaning me off. I sit up on my elbows, watching him. Why is that so hot? My breath catches, and my heart races. The first threads of tingling start as my dick tries to get hard again, but it’s not ready yet.
