One Request

“I have one request,” he told me as we laid out plans for a date.

“What’s that?” I asked.  I guessed it would be for buttsex.  Not that I would have minded.  Not in the least.  I probably would have asked for it anyway.  Or begged, if he’d tried to deny me even in play.

“Last time you didn’t let me go down on you for long enough,” he complained.

I answered in mostly mock indignation. “I did so!”

“I barely touched you last week before you begged me to fuck you!”

I acknowledged that he did have a point.  “But,” I said in my defense, “I missed you.  I really wanted to feel you inside me.”

He smiled through the phone, “Yes, but that was then.  This week we can be slower.  Yes?”

“Yes,” I agreed, and resolved to be exceptionally patient with his tongue.

When the time arrives that he slides between my legs, once again I caution myself to wait, to enjoy, to savor every clit kiss and cunt lick he might give.  And I do.  The longer we’re together the more we seem to fit, and we fit even the first few times we were together.  But now his mouth molds to my pussy, his arms wrap around my legs, his tongue slots between my lips as if these were the only functions they ever were meant to perform.

It’s intense to the degree that I can hardly bear it.  He sucks me in and I imagine growing in his mouth into a phallus, a thick hard standing pillar of flesh set for imminent eruption, set to spurt sweet thick cream to drip from his lips.  I tell him this fantasy, or at least I think I do.  It’s hard to tell what words are in my mind and which are spoken, but as my imagined cock coats him in come, he slips up my body and gives me his mouth, slippery in my juices.

I kiss myself off him as he thrusts hard into me, catching me by surprise after a time not nearly so long as he’d probably intended to lick me.  But I hardly care about past plans.  He wraps his arms around my head and kisses my face, my neck, my breasts; I whisper how much I love fucking him as he rocks gently into me.

And I can barely even remember the countless painful months I waited to be with someone just like this.

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Don’t forget that soon, we’ve got the most amazing swag ever from Babeland.  I’ll be posting hints about it over the long weekend before regular posts resume on Tuesday.  I’ll let you know next week exactly what you’ll need to do in order to get in the running for the awesome swag, but for now I’ll just say that one of the pieces of swag is this, which I talked about here on Jane’s Guide.

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