Christmas mince pie, cream and intercourse. Copyright Alex Carr 2010
Smelling Jacob was the bees knees. Just the smell of his trousers was for me the ultimate turn -on. Sounds really funky I know but that's the way it is with me, I have always been partial to scents, perfumes and smells - except that when it is overdone and when you get a middle aged woman passing you by out in the street and she reeks of it , you can still smell of it ages after she's passed, Ugh!
But it all started such a deeply loving and wonderful relationship and Jacob never fails to thrill and excite me to the fore. (and to the front cum to
that!)
When I had the first taste of him it was all so good and right, anyone who has tasted cock may remember the very first time, taking it slowly into the mouth and experiencing that very first feel and exotic touch of the swollen crimson plum as I like to call it, finding the very sensual p-hole with the tongue and the lips, then the first full taste of cock in mouth never to be forgotten, a certain earthy nectar which acted like a dream.
And I remember how he just stood enjoying the experience of my first sucking, he asked me how it was for me, I replied it was simply wonderful and he said it was for him also, and afterwards he told me how he loved the things I did with his cock. If I admit it to myself was nervous to say the least when there he stood, completely bare in front of me, holding his ripe cock upright and saying; "Well here it is then" like he was inviting me to service his motor car or something. But already I could take in the significant odour of his full swollen , especially as he pulled back tight his foreskin , that was something else! And I just closed my eyes as I sniffed in the scent, Jacob working his cock - almost touching my face with it, and then opening my eyes slowly there it was, a full close up of pure ripe uninhibited cock and his balls were just as magnificent and I succumbed to the instinctive urge to cup them in my hand and squeeze gently as I made up my mind to go for it open wide and enjoy that first experience. He whispered that it was lovely and not to stop as he gently rolled his hips, guiding my hands behind which gave me a nice firm warm hold as I sucked him to the full until he spurted his cream like a volcano, into my mouth and over my face, the taste of seaweed and sea salt came to mind, remembering days on the beach, should I continue to suck or let Jacob rest, he breather that it was okay if it was aright with me and so I discovered just how to suck climaxed cock, how to swallow it down in small amounts and there he had a glass of cola at the ready. "It helps" he said with wisdom, like he had prepared it knowing I would need it. I gulped it down and felt his hot cream go down with it.
That's how it was when I first had oral with Jacob, but now it was near Christmas time, he'd stripped slowly just for me, teasing me all the way, to the point I was absolutely besotted by his spell, I sniffed the inside of his black cotton trousers as he removed them and then his black briefs, always a delight, he assisted by rubbing the material into my face as he felt my cock over my jeans, making it quickly grow as he unzipped me ready for fucking, but not before I enjoyed a really good helping of cock and cream, because Jacob insisted this was to be a mince pie, cock and cream Christmas, That there would be cream spurting about all over in every way, so to savour the flavour of rich fully erect cock in very slow time was a pleasure to behold and, after the initial taste of cock, one could easily get the real taste after a good deep and exploring suck just as deep as can be, taking breaths with each full swallow into the entrance of the throat, to realise the true experience of what oral stimulation is truly about and how the nectar mingles inside the taste buds of the mouth and especially the tongue to prepare for that mutual deep throat kissing, to really experience the taste of each other combined, because as I sucked him so he did me, rolling my cock in his tight mouth to give me so many wonderfully erotic sensations.
He said he loved the taste of me, moving his little finger just into the opening and around and around my ready aperture just hungry for his deep thrusting cock. It was a lovely feeling, sucking and being sucked and all that enhanced, making me shiver with excitement and knowing that at last I had found true sensual and emotional satisfaction with a man I adored, it had come to the point where Jacob just knew what I adored and of course vice versa too, we got to know our different moods when we would like different things, we talked about boundaries too like pain and yellow rain which we both agreed was not on with us save for an occasional over the knee firm spanking I invariably enjoyed of Jacob before his good herd fucking, spanking me in jeans he enjoyed thoroughly, he loved to see it bounce he said but the real joy came when, having soundly spanked me, he massaged my ass letting his hand wonder between my thighs which gave me all sorts of wonderful thrills and then I was all his, which ever way but loose! And he made sure he took advantage of all that was on offer to him.
The new trick initiated by Jacob was the inclusion of the squirty cream which made for a wonderful new sexual experience, especially feeling the intrepid Jacob spraying my ass and between just for his enjoyment of me both orally and deep penetrating intercourse. Just the sound of his compulsive licking was so good, it felt like he was eating me which gave me a thrill I had never imagined so absolutely wonderful.
Just to lay there and be spoiled this was a true treasure of an experience beyond words can explain. And then I was tasting cock again but this time with cream after having taken a bite of a heated mince pie to establish, what Jacob called , a Christmas fuck which came with all the trimmings, his cock well established having been well felt, sniffed, licked and sucked and masturbated to the degree that he couldn't hold any more , that he was ready to stuff my ass with his Christmas stuffing, that gorgeous elongated very ample cock which I adored with or without cream but the cream being a bonus different from the usual baby oil lubricate , if sometimes when I was unusually tight and needed it, but the rich cream did it all and his cock readily slipped into me no problem.
Jacob wanted me on my back for this one, with my legs pinned around his back tightly allowing me to be able to move my rear with him, to establish that so wonderfully mutual rhythm which would make it beautiful for us both, his cock sinking right into me, wanting the feel of its strong and stimulating throb as always when he paused and held it in there to the full deep penetration, squeezing my buttocks severely as he held me there tight and wanting, allowing me to enjoy the full experience of his always gratifying and stimulating fuck.
Then later he'd have me doggy fashion which I invariably enjoyed too, that way I played the servant and he the master when he would spank me soundly, then kneel between and spread my ass cheeks wide to sniff and suck me to his hearts content before I felt once more that so wonderful deep fuck searing its channel deep up inside me. Me moving it for him, like he wanted me too, heaving from side to side to enjoy the full swing of his fuck ,that certain feeling when draws it out from me and then plunges it into me again, making it pop and splurge, giving me a feeling so divine and wanting.
And after that we'd retire after a bottle of wine, me wanting to lay my head between his warm thighs and explore every sinew of him with my keen fingertips, then tasting cock again, this time a very well fucked cock with just
that certain flavour that was just so different in a very subtle way, it had the pungent nectar of real masculinity about it combined with the female hormones that contributed to my sexual leaning - so wonderful and complete, to make Jacob and I perfectly compatible.
There it was growing in my mouth again, like I had re energised it, growing
to the full once more as I anticipated another fuck, this time he took me scissor like, I loved it, being sprawled like an animal for his pleasure, his third fuck was always rougher than the first two, he'd take me deep and quick - and soon I was tasting the remnants of his climax, the so very special love cream I adore so much, he could fuck me all night for all I cared, I was always aching for him, and when he was out of me always yearning for more, yet still feeling him inside me like it is where he belonged, that when we fucked we became one, our souls combined.
"Merry fucking Christmas!"