She licked over to kiss the base of his cock before sliding her tongue up the sensitive underside. It was easy to watch him watch her. He didn't rush, and he didn't fidget; he just kept his eye on her as he waited to see what she'd do next.
After a few times up and down, she had to taste more of him. Filling her mouth with his hard length, she almost moaned at how good he felt there. She loved this part. The learning of another person, the figuring out what they liked and what they didn't. How they wanted to be touched and what was a no – no spot … these were all things she enjoyed even though she never let anyone get more than a few dates.
Up and down she slid on his throbbing cock, and when she added her hand to his shaft to help increase the stimulation, she could feel just the slight pumping of his hips trying to get deeper into the moist heat that was making the most delightful noises escape his throat.
When she looked up again, his eyes were closed, and she wondered what he was thinking about. He probably was thinking of how good this felt, and she increased her tempo and speed to make sure that not even the thought of breathing would come to him while she worked her magic with one hand cupping his ass to bring him in faster and the other used as twisting motion to stroke his cock.
"I'm going to come, baby. If you don't want it down your throat, I suggest you back away."
It was like a dare, and she'd never been able to back down from one of those. She went just a bit faster and gripped him a little more firmly when his cock filled out a bit and then jerked as his salty load ejected time and time again into her mouth. She moved her hand to his abs so she could feel him contract and all the mini jumps when she was still sucking, and he was a bit sensitive.
When she released his cock from her mouth he pulled her up, and kissed her like he'd just returned to war. It was full of something. Gratitude, pleasure … whatever it was, she liked it a lot. It was like he didn't even mind that her mouth was recently filled with the evidence of his sexy release.
"Your turn." He helped her with her clothes, and she decided she liked being pampered sometimes, because although he was quick and through, he was gentle too. Laying her down on the bed, she drew up her legs because she was far from coy, and she was more aroused than she could ever remember herself being.
He spread her legs wide as he fit himself between them, and he kissed her pussy with a touch so chaste she wasn't sure what his plan was going to be.
"I like that you're a giver, but I wonder if you're also a taker." He spoke so close to her wet opening, she could feel each word like he'd placed it on her skin. His warm breath ticked her clit with every sound. She thought she was good at torture, but clearly she'd been messing with the wrong person. This was maddeningly brilliant, but she was nowhere as patient as he was.
She grabbed his hair and led him to where she wanted him to be. He took the hint very well because he got right to work, kissing and sucking the various feel good spots around her pussy, but he didn't go straight to the place that could bring her the most pleasure, and she tried to get him there with her hands.
"You are a greedy one, aren't you?" he asked, and she wondered why she ever thought he was docile. He'd seen her love of controlling the situation and seemed to be throwing it back at her. It would probably be much more humorous had she just had an orgasm that caused her to have aftershocks and ripples long after the initial event took place.
"Yessssss," she hissed at him, and he chuckled. The fact that she could feel the chuckle like he'd filled her with it was as nice as it was frustrating.
"Should I take you out of your misery?" He didn't give her a chance to answer before he was telling her something else. "You know the longer you wait, the more fulfilling the orgasm will be. Not that you need that for tonight, but there may be a time when that's important to you."
"I appreciate the public service announcement, and I'm aware that if you wait a good while the boom is better, but I've been waiting for this since you moseyed up to the barstool next to me and tried to tell me some take about you working in construction." She didn't remember having this much conversation or fun with her sex, and it was something that she found she liked very much.
"So it would seem you are not interested in my skills of prolonging the moment right now?" He mixed his conversation up with licks and kisses so it was hard to come up with witty remarks at the moment, but that didn't keep her from being thoroughly amused.
The thick black hair was quite useful as a handle as she grabbed a handful of it and led him back to where she wanted him to be. After his remarks, she thought he'd probably tease her a bit more before he brought out his A-game and let her finish, but she was incorrect.
He moaned as he licked around the bundle of nerves that brought her so much pleasure, and she found the humming sensation particularly arousing. If it was the sexy noise that she typically liked or the additional stimulation she didn't know, but everything with this guy just felt different … in a good way.
Using his fingers to spread her wide open to his mouth, he sucked her clit into his mouth and seemed to set on driving her right off the edge. He'd done a good job of keeping her right at the limit of orgasm without pushing her over, but she could tell when his intent had changed. The light licking was gone and replaced with stronger pulls into his mouth. Her whole body was focused on the one place where he was playing her body like a cello.
Her body was tightening up like a string pulled taut with every draw of his mouth, and she let go of his head to hold on to the bed. She liked a good give and take from her partner, but somehow this encounter was much more intense, and she grabbed on to the comforter with both of her hands. Could it get any better? She was jacked up so tightly that her abdominal muscles were starting to hurt. When he inserted 2 thick fingers into her pussy and delved deep, the tense hold she had on her body shattered. Waves of pleasure rolled through her body, and she convulsed over and over as he slowly continued his sexy assault on her body.
When the contractions had ceased and she could hear the normal sounds of her house and their breathing, she lifted her head to take a look at the man who had rocked her world with his mouth and two fingers.
"Welcome back, princess," he said as he landed one last kiss on the inside of her thigh.
"That was some trip."
"I aim to please."
"You certainly did that." She didn't have people in her house for several different reasons, but the one she was thinking of for him was that she didn't know how she was ever going to lay in this bed again without thinking of the time that one guy blew her mind with his mouth.
"That was beautiful, Laura," he said and the name hit her like a cold dash of water. She liked to play the role of someone else when she was out … anyone else. It was her time to get away from her real life and be a normal person, but she didn't want Danny to call her the wrong name. It was dumb, and for all she knew, this would be the last time he saw her, but just for tonight she wanted him to know a little about her.
"My name is Lorna." She could barely look at him when she said it. It wasn't uncommon that people gave fake names when they were out, but for whatever reason she was embarrassed for having done that to him. "I'm not a gardener. I have a dress boutique in the middle of the main square."
"Nice to meet you, Lorna," he replied lifting her chin so she'd look up at him. "My name is Aidan, but most people really do call me Danny."
"Any reason?" Now that she'd found something to focus on other than her deceit, she hung on to it.
"Probably because the name Irish was already taken. People started calling me Danny Boy and somehow it just stuck. After a while people shortened it to Danny, and I'm just glad the boy was left off."
She watched him as he stood up and shouldn't have been surprised that the surge of arousal returned that quickly when she got a look at the flagging hard on that he'd grown while he ate her. It was almost mesmerizing watching the way he stroked himself, and she wondered how long he would go if she didn't say anything.
"You like watching me stroke for you?" His voice was gruff and sexy, and she could tell that he liked her watching.
She couldn't do anything but nod as her gaze switched back and forth from his beautiful eyes to his large hand trailing up and down his shaft.
"I love hearing you come, Lorna. Your breathy moans and muffled squeals you try to hold back make me hard. Even now watching your mouth fall open just a bit makes me want to return my cock to your mouth so you can suck it like you did before." He took the hand that wasn't stroking himself off and touched her lips and her breath caught like he'd brought his cock over.