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Mourning Sex 2

Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: bad_mann_ers, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

described the mini-orgasms that I was having while our juices dripped out of me. She liked the fantasy I was following in my head, and how I played with our flavors. She wanted to know what I thought of your flavor, and it occurred to me that I didn't really know." She danced over and settled on her knees between my legs. She took my very hard cock in her hands and gently started kissing it as she spoke. "I liked how we tasted on my fingers. My flavors are sweet, and yours are salty and sweet. But the shower was watering down the flavors, and I really only got a hint of our mixed flavors. She got me thinking, and I want to taste you. Will you give that to me?" There was no need for me to answer as she swallowed my cock. Twice earlier, she had taken my cock orally. Both times, she was in a hurry to take it somewhere else. This time, she languished in the pleasure she was giving, and in the pleasure she was feeling. I caressed her hair and let her take and give as she pleased. At first, she simply teased up and down the length of my shaft. I think she was letting her lips and tongue feel the hardness and ridges. I am sure she was thinking about how I had fucked her earlier. I continued to let her set the pace as I moaned my approval. Then she gave me a knowing look and pulled back until only the head was in her mouth. She cupped one hand under my balls, and started stroking my cock with the same motion I had shown her the day we met. The pleasure was exquisite, and I couldn't ... help but thrusting my hips in time with her strokes. Her eyes stayed on mine as she started working her mouth up and down my shaft opposite of her stroking hand. With this being my third round of the evening, I should have been able to hold back for a long time. We both felt it when the fire of my orgasm dropped to the base of my shaft. I cried out in pleasure and she groaned in need as my cock started pumping its load into her mouth. Her eyes closed in pleasure as she tasted every ounce of it. She milked every drop of cum from my cock. When there was nothing left, she pushed me back onto the bed, and she crawled up into my arms. She settled her head on my shoulder, and just held me. It felt good to just hold her. It took me a bit to realize she was too quiet. "I know your mind is racing," I said quietly, "but I don't think your poor nipple can take any more abuse. Can you tell me where you went?" "Not that far," she answered equally as quiet. "I didn't think my fantasy through. I am thinking about what I should have done differently." "Differently how?" I asked. She was quiet for a moment or two. "I liked what we just did," she started. "I will be doing that to you again. I liked it better with our flavors mixed, but that's not what I was thinking about." She fell silent again, but I waited her out. "I had a fantasy in my head again. I wanted to taste you, and I loved how it tasted, how it felt. I almost came when you did, and I knew it would be that good. In my fantasy, I ...