1. Beef with Broccoli


    Date: 2/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Erotica, Written by women, Author: CandyXLove, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

    down as the three will go together as I rub my tongue against the head. Jay presses his face against my pussy and digs his tongue into me in swirling sweeps. To be honest, I'm worried about getting him into my mouth. He's not too long, but with as thick as he is, I'm worried about my teeth. I loosen my grip and let more of him into my mouth, finding that if I relax my jaw and let my hand do most of the work, I can completely hold him. I cup his balls with my free hand and give them a very gentle tug. I feel his moan vibrating against my pussy, so I grip them a little tighter. His hips are rolling up to meet my hand and mouth, gentle thrusts that seem almost involuntary at first. I pick up the pace and suction with my mouth and he follows with his thrusting. I keep his scrotum tightly cupped in my palm while sliding my fingers further down between his legs, teasing into the smooth skin that separates me from his prostate. He whole body jerks and he yawps from between my thighs, the only warning I have that his twitching dick is going to fill my mouth with his cum. I cough in surprise at first, then close my lips tightly around his shaft and wait out the slowing spurts until I think he's done. I gently suck down to the tip and swallow my whole mouthful. It's savory, like his precum, not too salty but a faint sense of Clorox lingers behind my nose. "That was incredible." Jay kisses my thigh. "And I'm not just saying that because I want you to do it again as soon as I recover." ...
    I move so I can trail my body alongside his and kiss him. He doesn't hesitate to kiss back, even though I can still taste his cum on my tongue and I know he probably can, too. I nestle my face into the hair that hangs by his shoulder. "I cannot tell you how sorry I'm going to be in about an hour that we don't have any condoms." "Not half as sorry as me." He wraps his arms around me tightly. "But some things are worth the wait." "Just like some things are worth running up nine flights of stairs?" "Just like that." "Do you have to work tomorrow?" I'm already thinking about a night full of making Jay come with my mouth, with my hands, maybe pressed between my breasts or even rubbing between my cheeks, anything I can do without him being inside me. I'm thinking about how handsome he'd look waking up next to me, his silky black hair a mess, his long limbs stretching into a morning yawn. "I do. I have to go in at five." "At night?" He makes an inarticulate noise of mild disgust. "No such luck." "Fuck, that's only in a few...what on earth do you have to do at five AM on a Saturday?" "Gotta learn how to make a thousand egg rolls. My aunt and uncle are retiring. I'm taking over the restaurant by summer." "So, you got off work with just enough time to catch some sleep before going back in and you decided to get strawberry ice cream and see if I was up for company instead?" "Yep." "Oh, hell. And you spent almost two hours watching Scream Bloody Death." "I think we already established ...