I would really love to meet Paul again. We always had a blast together when I was in love with his sister, Joan. Paul last called me about several years ago but I was living with Jenny by then. He wanted to meet at a casino in Louisiana. I would love to get him drunk and then come on to him. I have fantasized for years about going down on my knees, opening his fly, pulling out his cock, and sucking on it lovingly. I don't know why I am so attracted to him. Maybe he reminds me of myself. We used to laugh all the time together and with his family. They all loved me. I could make all of them laugh. I loved being able to make Paul laugh. We make each other laugh. Being able to laugh from your heart with someone is so wonderful.
It would be so beautiful to be able to suck on Paul's cock all day and all night. His fleshy meat sticks out of his mini forest of nice dark brown pubes like a tower to be worshipped. I would love to slide my tongue all over his balls and kiss the sides of his hard cock shaft. I would love to put my mouth on his cockhead and slowly lick it all over. I would tease him until his cockhead started to twitch in my lips. I would savor his delicious precum. I would say "Oh Paul you taste so wonderful. Every drop of your delicious nectur drives me further and further into a lustful hypnotic trance. Your cock controls my every thought, my every motion. I know that my entire being is only here to bring your cock pleasure, to bring you pleasure."
I would slowly lower my head onto his cock letting his cockhead slide deeper and deeper into my mouth. My tongue would bathe the underside of his cock and my tongue tip would dart all around trying to bring him as much pleasure possible. I would love to hear him moaning as I was igniting all of his senses him with my mouth and tongue. If he were only here right now.
I would love to rub my nose between his balls and his thigh getting intoxicated by his aroma, the scent of his manhood, the essence of Paul. Ummm. Licking and savoring Paul's maleness from his crotch. I long to lap up every bead of sweat from his balls, occasionally taking one of his balls into my mouth, knowing that is what makes the cum I crave to taste, to play with, and to swallow. I want all of Paul. I want to pleasure him more than he has ever been pleasured.
I would love to be laying on my back and have Paul put his legs on both sides of my chest, straddling me, and presenting my mouth with his cock. I would love to look up and watch his face as I kissed his cock and swirled my tongue around its beautiful head. Ummmm. Oh, to be able to feel his hot, throbbing cockhead between my lips. Feeling Paul slowly start to shove his cock in and out of my mouth as I lovingly licked and sucked. Lapping and sucking. I would cover his cock with my mouth juice. My drool would spill out of my mouth all over his cock and drop onto my chest like cum. It would look like cum flowing from my mouth. As Paul watched he would get so turned on imagining cum flowing from my mouth and spilling all over my face, chin and cheeks.
I would love to hold his balls in one hand as my other hand was sliding up and down on his cock shaft. I could feel his balls tighten up and then I would know I would soon have him completely. I know I will soon taste Paul. I would speed up my sucking until he was almost going to explode and then slow down. I would remove my mouth from his cock and look at it twitching and pulsating. "Oh god Paul, your cock is so magical. So wonderful. So delicious. I have to have all of it, and all of you inside of me."
After watching Paul's cock filling with uncontrolled pleasure I would put my mouth back on the cockhead and start lightly sucking him again. I would love to feel him put his hands on the back of my head, gently run his fingers through my hair, and then pull my face onto his cock, pushing it deeper and deeper into my mouth. I want to feel him lost in lust only thinking of the pleasure he is feeling.
I would love to feel him thrusting his hips forward driving his cock into my mouth. Thrusting, thrusting, while I am sucking, sucking. I could hear Paul moan and moan and then cry out, "ohhhhh, oh god... ohhh... Please eat me... please, please... take it... ohhh...." I would moan while my mouth is moving faster and faster over his cock. My lips tightly wrapped around his shaft. I am sucking his cock and he is fucking my mouth. We are one. Faster and faster. Faster and faster. His cock moving in and out like a red hot piston of love. I want him. I want his cum. I need his cum. I have to have his cum.
I take my mouth off of his cock long enough to cry out "Please shoot your love into my mouth, Please!'" I would reach behind him and hold his ass in my hands feeling the muscles in his ass as he thrust forward into my willing mouth. I would massage his ass cheeks as I sucked his cock. I would move one of my hands to his ass and put a finger into his hidden hole of love. I would probe deeper and deeper. I would touch his prostate, that wonderful container deep within Paul's soul. It is filled with his delicious cum. I know as I massaged his container of love juice I would soon be able to taste it. I can't wait. I can't wait Paul. Please give it to me.
As I sucked faster and faster Paul's cock would explode, spilling and shooting his cum, spurt after spurt after spurt into my hungry mouth. My tongue would be sliding all over his cockhead and shaft getting coated with his thick, hot, white cum. "Ahhhh,... Ummmm. Ohhhhh". Paul's cock continues to shoot is liquid paradise into my willing mouth. I would moan as I sucked his spasming cock causing my mouth to vibrate giving him even more and more pleasure. Sucking, suckling. My only thoughts would be of being an instrument of pleasure for my man. "Thrust into my mouth Paul! Fuck my pussy mouth. Slide in. Slide out. Fuck in. Fuck out. Just Fuck it. Fuck it! Fuck my mouth! Give me all of your cum."
I would hold Paul's love meat in my mouth long after his cock stopped shooting its precious load of love. I would hold all of his cum in my mouth and then with his cock soft in my mouth I would let him pull it out. I would then open my mouth wide to show him his heavenly prize of cum all over my tongue, my lips, my cheeks, my nose, my chin, my throat, and on my chest. That heart melting aroma of cum would consume my every sense. Its delicious scent fills the air. My face is covered with his cum. I would gargle his cum making it bubble over my lips, out of my mouth, and down to my chin. I would play with his cum in my mouth showing him how much I accepted him, how much I treasured his precious male juice, the very essence of his being, his soul, the center of his universe of pleasure. Then I would look him directly in his eyes and move my tongue all around my cum-covered lips to get all of the cum into my mouth that I could. I would use my fingers to scoop up the cum that was on my face and chin. I would suck the cum off of my fingers and into my mouth. Then I would close my mouth, look up into his eyes , and swallow every delicious drop of his cock juice. "Ummmmmmmm. Ummmmm. Oh Paul. You are so sweet."
After making love to his cock I would love to have Paul lay next to me in our bed so he could drift off to blissful sleep, with only thoughts of his wonderful orgasm to fill his mind. I lay next to him cuddling and holding him to let him rest and recover from his explosions into my mouth. Later in the dark of our bedroom I would move my head down to where it was only inches from his dark pubic hair and beautiful cock. I would lay there admiring Paul's cock, knowing that even though it is so soft and peaceful, just one flick of my tongue on its head would wake up his sleeping giant.
I could not just watch his cock without touching it, without tasting it again. I would lean over his cock and kiss his cockhead until it came back to life. I would lay my head on his stomach suckling his cock like a baby. I would suck on his cock until Paul came into my mouth again. I would eat his cum like a kitten laps at milk. Swallowing, Swallowing. I would be purring. I would do that over and over and over and over again. All day, all night, and then the next morning. And then all day and all night. I would want only to please his wonderful cock. I want Paul to feel like the most wonderful person in the world. I want to taste his cum in my mouth every moment of every day. I want to do that with Paul so much. I want to please you Paul because I love you ...
I would greatly appreciate all feedback for my story. This is the first story I have written and would like to know what you think. megadinero@yahoo.com Thanks, your friend Ronnie...