“God yes,” I agreed immediately, “I loved doing it. And yes, your pussy is fragrant. In fact, it tastes divine, to me anyway. It was such a rush to know I could bring you to orgasm like that.”
“Do you know what,” Sally suggested shyly, “I think you’re turning into a pretty good lover.”
Blushing at the compliment, it also caused my dick to rear in front of me. Seeing that, Sally laughed and made a suggestion that I was very much hoping to hear.
“I can see you are still very excited. So I suppose it’s only fair I return the favour. Would you like that?”
“Does that mean you’d like to suck my cock?” I asked, hesitantly. “And if that is what you mean, then oh my God, yes,” I assured her. “But only if you really want to,” I continued with my customary deference.
Looking back this deference and respect was clearly appealing, in some ways. But years later when discussing it with Sally she confirmed that, on occasions, it was too much. And she – and in her opinion most women – would have preferred me to have been more confident and assertive.
“Yes, I am offering to suck your cock. And yes, I do really want to.” Sally confirmed with a shy grin. “Partly because it seems like the charitable thing to do after what you’ve just done for me. But largely because I’ve always wanted to do it. But didn’t want you think I was too brazen by offering it. Though, a little like you, I’m worried that I don’t know what I should do and you won’t really enjoy it.”
“Oh my God,” I assured her, “I’m sure I’ll enjoy it, whatever you do. And if you find your not as good as you’d hoped, I’m quite prepared to be your guinea pig if you feel the need to get lots of practice in.” I concluded cheekily.
“Don’t push your luck, smart ass,” Sally advised with a grin. “Just in case I change my mind. Just lay back and let me get to work.”
Looking up at Sally, with her tits swaying in front of her as she prepared to go down on me I was so aroused that my cock was twitching and I was already leaking pre-cum. That leakage accelerated as Sally, tentatively at first, dipped down and took my cock into her mouth.
Initially, whilst my cock continued to tremor, the rest of me was almost paralyzed with excitement. I lost the power of speech and lay there immobile. Partly incredulous and partly for fear of breaking the spell. I was so rigid – in every sense – that after a few seconds Sally paused and looked up at me.
“Is this OK”, she asked “Are you enjoying it. It seems like you’re barely breathing.”
“God yes,” I reassured her, “it’s wonderful. I’m just so excited I’m frightened to move. Not least in case I come too quickly. But I can’t tell you how good this feels. Even better, much better in fact, than the handjobs you’ve been giving me.”
At this stage Sally had just, hesitantly, taken the head of my cock into her mouth. But, in the same way as we both approached most things sexual, what she lacked in experience or finesse she made up for in enthusiasm. As well as obvious enjoyment in what she was doing.
She was, as I had done moments earlier, trying a variety of tactics to see what worked. It’s fair to say they all did. This included: licking my shaft, both front and back; gently taking my balls into her mouth; and taking as much of my cock into her mouth as she was able to.
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