Chapter 15
I got him to the point where there was no turning back.
I loved touching his inflated, warm testicles, and as my fingers teased them he abandoned his movements with his teeth against my clitoris and went back to the sucking.
He drove his tongue with radar-like effectiveness, sending it surging against my mound. He kept on driving it furiously, working me ever closer to climax.
He kept up the blistering pace, determined to accomplish his objective, and while his tongue was sliding with great zeal I kept my tongue working over his hot cock.
I sucked his balls for just a short period of time, then let my fingers take over. My fingers toyed with them, applying just the proper degree of care in my massage techniques while my tongue spirited slid him ever closer toward orgasm.
Several times he got so excited from the level of tongue strokesmanship that I employed that he almost flew off the bed. The springs were jangling as we both moved closer toward climax.
Our bodies wiggled and the sweat began to surface on both of us from the great degree of excitement and enthusiasm that we had subjected each other to.
At long last I found myself totally incapable of withholding my juices any longer, and at that point they spurted effusively out of the end of my pussy. They gushed into his mouth, and as the deluge reached him his body wiggled so uncontrollably that I almost had to abandon temporarily my tongue efforts on his blazing cock.
I managed, somehow, to conscientiously keep up the pace, even though it was difficult to keep coming into contact with his cock when his body was wiggling to such an unrestrained fashion.
I finished juicing, and he removed his tongue momentarily from my mound.
"What a load," he laughed. "Keep up the cock movements. I'll go back to sucking you."
He leaned his head forward, allowing his tongue to go to work once more against my pussy.
I could see that he was eager to receive another load, and I was hoping to be able to supply him with it.
The longer his tongue slid against my pussy, the more convinced I became that I was going to accomplish that very objective a second time.
As for his cock, it just wasn't about to be able to withstand much more in the way of surging tongue strokes on my part.
Once he made me explode, I knew that I had to reciprocate in kind, to give him the best possible cocksuck that I could come up with.
I used the fingers of both hands to manipulate over his balls. I kept up the burning movements while my tongue eagerly and swiftly maneuvered up and down the full length of his long stem.
He was moving ever closer, and the closer he got, the faster he in turn allowed his tongue to lap my pussy.
I couldn't help but bolt once more, and as he gobbled up my juices I felt the surging urge to finish him off, to make his penis shoot inside my mouth. I wanted to taste the thick, white cream and I was confident that within him he had a huge load that he wanted to dispose of.
No sooner did I unleash the final few droplets of my pussy juice, than he was unable to withhold his load any longer.
At that juncture, the sea of white sperm began to spill voluminously out of the end of his huge object and into my waiting mouth.
It was a delightful experience to observe the hot, white liquid spilling out of the end of his hot dick and into my mouth.
I went after every drop, eagerly swallowing the white substance as it kept on spilling unrestrainedly inside my mouth.
Ned released his tongue from my pussy after I unleashed my second load and he gasped loudly while his juices sprayed into my mouth.
He reached out and clutched at my ass, howling with great delight as the fruits of his desserts spilled into my mouth.
"What a sucker you are," he laughed. "A great cocksucker! Honey, you played it beautifully. You really nursed me along. What a great tongue you have!"
I finally released my tongue from his cock, looking at him and smiling.
We embraced fondly, then he kissed my lips sharply. He wanted to tell me in his own way just how much he had enjoyed our sixty-nine.