“Oh, fuck! I’m gonna cum soon! Where—” The cock in her mouth flexed and his hands pulled away from her head, allowing her to pull away.
How considerate of him. And unwanted.
Her hands flailed above her head until she found his and brought them back to where they belonged. His fingers sank into her hair again, the grip the tightest it had been all night.
“Holy shit,” he said as he pushed her mouth down on him again.
Before his cock could reach her throat, it flexed and a stream of cum filled the back of her mouth. The salty, slightly bitter taste of the first stream made her body want more. Her tongue massaged the underside of his cock, partly to draw more cum from him and partly to feel the pulsing of the passage of his cum. The next two shots hit the back of her throat with more force and much more volume, still she craved more. The final two were weaker than the first, both in volume and strength, but the additional cum in her mouth only made her ache for more of the savory liquid.
She swallowed what was in her mouth, relishing the feeling of the thick cum sliding down her throat. The liquid heat flooded her stomach and warmed her pussy further. Her tongue hunted for more, continuing to swirl around his tip. It pulsed inside her mouth a few more times but produced no more for her.
“Jess, stop.” She kept going, watching his face tighten in agony until he let out a whine and said, “Please!”
When she pulled away from him, she finally took her eyes from his and looked down at his cock. Still half hard, she squeezed it from the base to the tip and a small drop of cum oozed out of the slit. Her tongue gladly licked it up, drawing one last moan from him. It too quickly went down her throat after she swirled it around her mouth, savoring its taste.
Even though she enjoyed the taste, it only made her want more. More cum in her mouth. More cock in her throat. More, or really a, cock in her pussy. More. More. More.
“Holy shit.” His voice pulling her out of her desires. “That was fantastic.”
“Thanks,” she said as she stood up. “You should probably get out of here.”
“But, I could—”
“I wish, but my mom and brother are home,” she said, nodding towards her house. Doing God knows what to each other.
“Maybe later?”
“I don’t know if—” In the cool night air, she realized as good as tonight was, he wasn’t enough. Maybe if they were dating and she had some emotional connection with him but without that she just wanted more. “I enjoyed tonight but I’m not sure if I want more. Is that ok?”
He looked disappointed. Understandable but he nodded anyway. “Probably shouldn’t tell anyone, right?”
“Thanks, Mike.”
Expecting him to walk away, he caught her off guard when his fingers touched her chin and tilted her head up. He gave her a questioning look and she nodded, impressed that he’d ask after what just happened. He leaned down and kissed her, not a chaste kiss. Their tongues grazed against each other but not more than that. When they pulled away, he had a slight grimace on.
“A little bitter, right?”