Oral sex

Quietly, you sleep. My hard cock, against your thigh. Suck my cock now. Please?

Stand before me. Dress, obviously, as I request. Chat with me: how do you feel, knowing how I’m about to use you? Are you hungry for my cock? Can you wait?

I know it’s hard, that you’re concentrating, but I want to see your eyes. I know the angle is awkward, that it may even hurt just a little to do both things at once. But look at me. I want…

I love eating pussy. There’s little I prefer in the world. So why is it so hard for me to imagine that someone could really, truly enjoy giving me head as much as I love giving it? I’ll happily spend…

You sit, feet from me. You know just how hot you look. You are self-conscious – not insecure, just perfectly aware of every move of your body, how it affects me. You calculate every move you make. You brush a…

I told the tale in one post. V split it into two. The first was here. The second, here: I’m surprised at how visible the club is.  I always assumed these places were hidden behind secret doors in bars, in…

I apologize for delegating the reporting on this tryst – this delicious, cock-draining, tryst – to V. But she documented it really well, and I – well, I just let too much time pass since then to be able to…

Veronique comes a dozen times, and pretty quickly.

I want to press my face into your jeans, to feel how hot your cunt is in anticipation of what I’m about to do to it.

I want to slide your jeans down, off your legs, over your ankles to reveal your thighs, your knees.

I want to force your knees wide apart, to expose your cunt, covered by your panties, to the air, to my gaze.

Will your thighs clench my head? Will they shake? Quiver? Tremble? Will your pussy clench? Pulsate? Vibrate? Will you gush? Trickle? Drip? Will you pull me toward you or push me away? Will you say my name? Or God’s? Or…