Lex(73)

“Does it feel good?”

Nodding, she chews her lip. Oh…how I would love to have those lips wrapped around my painfully throbbing dick right now.

“Tell me.” I carefully order, my eyes delving into hers. She needs to know I’m here to do this for her, for us. This is about us, and me finally getting to taste what I’ve vividly dreamt about for years.

“I… I…” She stutters and I engulf her pretty dick in my mouth to stop her from thinking too much. It’s smooth and soft, and as it reaches the back of my throat, I hum. I hope it’s the same for her. I’m new at this. I’ve never practiced before. I’ve not even tried to suck a dildo. Been playing this moment over and over in my head, hoping I wouldn’t fuck up pleasing her when I finally got the chance to taste her, to make her come in my mouth. The only thing I have practiced and stuck with since I began falling for Lex, all those years ago, was — I stopped fucking pussy. Only a few times did I fuck my ex-wife in her pussy. Anal was all I would do after that. And since my divorce, every woman I’ve had afterward, I’ve fucked hard in the ass. The thought of screwing a pussy makes me ill. Lex, doesn’t have one. She has something so much better than that. Every single woman for the past six years that I’ve slid my cock into, I closed my eyes and pictured Lex being the woman I was busting my nut for. That’s the only way I can get off. My counselor said I compartmentalize my feelings for her and that includes sexually. And because of that, my body won’t allow me to orgasm without her being the source of stimulation. It took a lot of years for me to understand his psychobabble. Now, it’s all crystal-clear.

Sucking harder, faster, up and down her girl dick, I savor the flavor of her pre-come oozing like a waterfall coating my throat in her sweet taste. Closing my eyes, I feel her. I truly revel in this significant moment. Her body is writhing under me, her hands holding on so tight her pink nails painfully claw into my palm. It sets me off like a wildfire. I suck relentlessly, her hips undulating, bucking into my mouth with quick swallow jerks. I can hear her breathing so rapidly, and moaning as her delicious dick fills my needy mouth.

“I’m… I’m.” She cries out, her body arches, and lady jerks as I feel the hot jets of her come shooting in thick streams into my throat. I swallow her down, every bit. I can’t miss a drop.

Opening my eyes, I watch her collapse like a ragdoll on the bed, arms spread wide. A perfect sated smile curls at the corners of her lips, as I hold her rock hard shaft in my mouth. Swirling my tongue around the head I apply pressure to the head with my tongue and pull upward, drawing any last bit of her come out. A dribble drops onto my tongue and I pull away, stand, and crawl up between her legs. Looming over her, my hand briefly squeezes her hardened sex, and I hold her essence on my tongue.

“Open.” I order and she complies immediately, like we’ve been doing this for years.

Dipping my tongue into her mouth, I swirl it inside, making her taste how sexy and delicious she is. A groan escapes her as she sucks my tongue like she’s done this a hundred times before. My aching dick grinds against her in my suit pants. Wrapping legs around my waist, she edges me forward and my chest rests down atop hers.

“So sexy.” I mutter at her lips, extracting my sensitive tongue.

“I… I…”

“Shhhh, Angel.” I coax, running my fingers through her sex mussed hair. Reaching behind her head, she leans it up and I tug the bun out. Combing my fingers through her rich locks, I fan them out around her head, pull a strand up, and smell it. She always smells divine. Like soap, perfume and Lex, a delicate combination of raw purity and sexuality, a scent that drives me insane with lust. I’m surprised I’m being such a gentleman as it is.

Searching her tired, yet, satisfied face with my eyes, I know she needs to rest. So I wrap my arms around her butt, and I lift her, transferring her noodle like body to the top of the bed, resting her head on a pillow.

“Thanks.” She whispers.

“Get some rest, my Angel.” I kiss her cheek and she smiles.

Lifting off her, I rake my gaze appreciatively up and down her resting body. Taking in the suppleness of her milky white skin, the slight curves of her femininity, the peeks of her perky breasts and the light pink of the sexiest dick I’ve ever seen. She’s not very large. Her lady is long, sleek, soft, and everything I’ve ever wanted. It’s a lot smaller than mine; it takes on a strange feminine quality. Even her sac is small, delicate even. Every bit of her screams woman and supple sweetness. My heart aches, watching the woman I love. The woman that I will spend the rest of my life convincing she is for me. Even if she’s too scared to admit it to herself, I will show her the way. This is the first step. A step I’ve been planning for months. Months of agonizing torture to feed the years of relentless need to be with her. I just pray she lets me.