I laughed.
So what you’re saying is no biting?
Yes No biting.
What about chomping, thats not good either?
Smart ass.
I grinned.
Let me see what I can do then.
He turned from his side onto his back, and I slid the covers down, exposing our naked bodies. His penis was already semi-erect, and once I took it into my hand, it quickly grew to full hardness.
I scooted closer to him, and slid down his body, giving me easier access. It was so warm and almost felt alive in my hand. It was the first time I had seen one, up close.
He let out a low moan as I gently stroked it up and down.
God, that feels really good, he murmured.
I looked up, into his eyes, but they were closed. He was off again, into his own little world. I kept slowly stroking him and it wasnt long before I noticed that clear liquid seeping out of the head again, and onto my fingers. I was beginning to realize just how much pleasure this simple action was giving him.
I was very curious, I think because of all the lunchtime sex talk, and I released his cock with my hand and gently grasped him with my other, and continued to slowly stroke him. Anthony was so into what I was doing, I dont even think he realized I switched hands.
I examined the clear fluid on my fingers.
What did this stuff look like? Maybe a cheap lotion from the Dollar Store?
My curiosity got the best of me, and I licked my fingers, tasting it. It was a different taste. A little strong, maybe a bit salty, but it wasnt horrible.
Okay moment of truth
I stopped stroking and moved my hand lower; grasping him firmly, but gently, at the base.
Hesitantly, I leaned in and flicked my tongue over the head. Almost immediately, he let out a low moan. Even though I had no idea what I was doing, he obviously liked it.
I ran the tip of my tongue over the head of his cock several more times, and more of that clear fluid came out.
God, that feels so good Mel, he said again, with his eyes still tightly closed.
I was starting to realize just how much pleasure you could give a man by doing this with your mouth.
He elicited a deep, guttural moan when I placed my mouth over the head of his penis. I was almost terrified of my teeth coming in contact with his skin because I was so afraid of hurting him.
I could really taste that clear fluid in my mouth now. It must have really been leaking out of the head, I surmised. The taste was definitely different, but not intolerable.
I listened to his soft, gentle moans, and I realized, this was a lot of fun, and really turning me on. I moved my lips up and down, just a little, and did the best I could to swirl my tongue around the head. I was just kinda improvising and experimenting, but those little moans and gasps, let me know that he loved what I was doing, which gave me some confidence.
His breathing was starting to change, and giving away that little telltale sign that he was getting close. I gently began to stroke him again while keeping my mouth securely locked on the head of his cock.
Oh God, Melanie Im going to…”
I felt a large splash squirt into my mouth, which for whatever reason, it kinda shocked me. I instantly expelled his cock and kept stroking, watching the remaining semen splashed onto his chest.