I don’t want you to show me how best to make you come today. Today I want to enjoy the exploration: to take your dick into my mouth and have you moan one way, or sigh another, so I can use those hot sounds to feel my way towards your climax.
You can put my hands on you if you like, but I’d rather explore you myself. Gripping your arse just so as I shove you harder into me at the perfect angle.
I like to learn: to find out by trial, error, and eventually success.
Sometimes instruction is hot. When you’re standing over me, your solid cock in one hand and a chunk of my hair in the other, it’s hot when I feel you moving me with the right speed and rhythm: choking me slightly, pulling back, ordering me to suck just the tip… exactly how you like it. But right now I want to take things at a different pace: my pace. I’d like to spit on your dick and lube it up ever so slowly with my lips. Run my tongue round the edge and feel it twitch as I get to the sensitive part.
I want to move you.
And when you’re good and wet and desperate to come, I want to slide ever so slowly down onto you. Holding your wrists with my hands so you can’t touch me – so you just have to wait, as I inch ever so slowly down the length of your cock. So I can pause halfway and look at your face, dark and angry with need.
I know you’re impatient – I love that you’re impatient. I love being able to make you patient. One inch from the bottom – a few seconds from that delicious moment when I sit fully down on your dick – I’ll teach you patience. Lifting myself up and listening to you groan because you didn’t get quite fully inside.
I love that groan.
That groan means you’re nearly done with ‘my turn’, and you’re sick of trying to be patient.
Because the best thing of all is when you fail, and when – despite my weak efforts to pin you down – you fight free and break away from my grip, and put your big hands on my hips and pull me down, shoving me deliciously down the full length of your cock. And I lean forward, defeated, and bury my face in your neck as you fuck me.
I’m away at the moment with really limited access to the internet. Because I am an anxious person, I schedule things like this sex story to go up while I’m away so I don’t get emails saying ‘OMG have you stopped blogging?’ but, as an anxious person, I am naturally then even more anxious in case what I’ve posted causes a massive row in the comments. That’s my way of saying that I hope this sex story won’t offend any of you. Normal service will resume next week, but in the meantime if you want more hotness, check out some random archive posts, and please do come and vote on which of these pictures looks most like an orgasm. Gotn xxx