1. A Polaroid of Kristina, part 1


    Date: 11/3/2014, Categories: Seduction, Author: Oncearunner1974, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    had read as much erotica as I had been able to get my hands on, and I knew enough to know that it was bad form to cum in a woman’s mouth without permission or warning. “Kristina, stop, I’m going to cum!” I warned her. If she hadn’t done what she did, I would have undoubtedly cum at that moment, but she removed her mouth and grasped just under the head of my penis very firmly, squeezing quite hard. She looked up at me, with an amused smile. She was laughing at me, it seemed, but gently. “Precisely, Michael. This is the point of what I am doing. To make you cum. I would very much like you to cum. Soon. And in my mouth. I have fantasized about tasting you for several weeks.” Her words by themselves could have prompted an orgasm, if it weren’t for the fact that her fingers were still clamped around my cock. She went on, “Would you like to cum in my mouth?” “Yes,” I said, in a strangled sort of way. “No, Michael, that won’t do. A man should be able to state his desires. Tell me what it is that you want. And perhaps use my name. I find that it gives me great pleasure to hear your voice say my name.” “I would like to…” I swallowed. Saying the words was much harder than I imagined. It somehow made it even more real, turning it from dream to reality. But she had said “a man,” and I found that I very much liked Kristina calling me a man (and yes, treating me like one as well, which goes without saying). So I had to go on. “Yes…?” she prompted, green eyes laughing. “I would like to ...
    cum in your mouth,” I went on, adding “Kristina,” at the end, as I had been asked. Her whole face smiled, and she released my cock from the tight grip of her fingers. “Your wish is my command, Michael,” and once again she engulfed my cock in her mouth. She picked up where she had left off, bobbing her head up and down, swirling her tongue around when she got to the top, and using her hand to stroke the shaft in time with the movements of her head. I reached the edge of orgasm in less than a minute, and this time I allowed myself to fall, and I came harder than I ever had in my young life, pumping jet after jet of cum into her mouth, even as she continued to suck, and I could see her swallow twice as she sucked me through my orgasm. Finally it was over, and after she teased me by using her tongue to make my whole body start and shake in the extreme post-orgasmic sensitivity, she slid up my body, and briefly laid her head on my chest, along with one hand. I saw that there was a small drop of cum at the corner of her mouth, where I had leaked a bit at the end while she was teasing me with her tongue. The sight was unbelievably erotic, and after a few seconds to let me recover, she leaned up and kissed me tenderly. “You tasted even better than I imagined, Michael. Thank you.” She was thanking me for what had just happened? It didn’t seem to make sense, but since there hadn’t seemed to be a question, I didn’t say anything. And I was still recovering, catching my breath, my mind ...