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| SOME KIND OF BLISS by Nan <<< part 6 PART 7 - TO SHAG OR NOT TO SHAG, THAT IS THE QUESTION The pair of you spend hours on your bed, just kissing (and moaning. Loads of moaning.), and enjoying the closeness of each other's bodies. James reaches around you and places his hands on your lower back, pulling you towards him and you freeze for a second when you feel something stiff and large against your stomach. "Oh, I'm sorry…" James starts, blushing. You relax and smile at him, then snuggle in closer, enjoying the feel of it against you, enjoying the fact that you made him feel this way. He starts groaning as you sway your body, his cock caught between you and throbbing, you feel yourself wanting to touch him, so you reach down, but James anticipates your actions and grabs hold of your arm, pulling it up to his mouth and kissing your knuckles. "You don't have to do that, baby…" he says. Well, I wouldn't but you're just so adorable… You can't help yourself, you just whisper: "I want to" before you unzip his fly and reach into his trousers, at first just getting used to the feel of his soft and burning flesh against your fingertips before you grab hold of his cock tightly and start running your hand up and down his length. James throws his head back onto the bed, exhaling sharply and you rest your head on his chest, following the path of your hand, mesmerized. You can see a drop of precum forming on the head so you lean down and lick it off. James nearly jumps out of his skin in surprise. He opens his mouth to say something, but you push your hand over his mouth and move down, settling yourself between his legs as you pull his pants off his hips. His cock springs out at you (attack of the killer cucumber! Ok, I'll shut up now! Hee hee) and you hold it between your hands. Wow, that thing nearly took my eye out! You think to yourself and giggle. James looks at you, worried. Oh my, he must think I'm laughing at him, you worry and decide to let him know that is not the case as you run your tongue over the length of his shaft, making James gasp and his cock twitch in your hands. You gently kiss the tip of his now completely erect cock and cup his balls in your hand, gently brushing your fingers over them. You just want to suck him off, want to feel him cum in your mouth, but on the other hand, you want this to last, knowing this is something you'll remember on your deathbed (it will probably cause your heart to fail!). You place gentle butterfly kisses all over his cock and James tangles his hands in your hair (again!), pulling you in closer. You place a firm grip on his shaft and look up at James, who smiles down at you, his eyes all hazy. You take the head of his cock inside your mouth and start sucking on it gently, enjoying the feel of his warm flesh against the sides of your mouth. You take more and more of his erection inside your mouth until you can't take any more, and then start running your tongue up and down his length, slowly tracing the bottom of his cock with your tongue, watching his skin glister as you swirl your tongue around the head, making James gasp and push your head down, wanting you to suck him off. You eagerly comply, glad that he's enjoying this, since, well, you aren't that experienced. Suddenly he grabs your hair (again!) and pulls you up, his cock twitching up. "What, did ….did I do something wrong?" you ask worriedly. James just smiles at your paranoia: "No, baby...I just didn't want to…um…you know… cum in your mouth…" he says, looking away form you and towards the window. "You didn't want to cum in my mouth… or you think I don't want you to cum in my mouth?" you say, taking special care as to how you pronounce the word 'cum' letting it roll off your tongue and you see James' cock swell even more. "Baby, I…" he starts, but you answer for him by taking his stiff dick into your mouth again and sucking him fiercely. Within instants your mouth is filled with hot salty cum and you swallow him down, licking your lips carefully when you look up to see James still hasn't recovered from his orgasm. His head is thrown back and there's a slight sign of perspiration on his brow, which reminds you of when you first saw him in the booth, only now you wipe it away, then move on to his hair and hold him close. You rest your head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat before you fall asleep, content. PART 8 >>> <<< Nan’s stories |