Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fuck: You Owe Me: 6 She moaned against his neck as she held onto him for support, her second orgasm in barely five minutes quaking through her body. "I want you inside me, insideso much. Deep, deep, deep." As the shudders slowly began to subside and Bono sang over the speakers, she lightly kissed Chris's neck as she tried to catch her breath. "Oh my god. That wasn't supposed to happen." He kissed her forehead in response, his hips still slowly thrusting up against hers. "I'm supposed to be getting you off." "If there's one thing better thangetting off, it's watching you get off." It may have been her orgasms or the music or the look in his eyes or any number of things at that moment, but when he said that, Laura felt herself fight tears. "I think that's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me." He smiled warmly, and if it had been possible, she knew she would have melted into a puddle and spilled onto the floor.

Instead, she sat up, smiling as she regained her composure. "But I still owe you." She lifted herself off him and crawled back down between his legs, taking hold of his cock again and pumping it slowly. It was slick with her juices now and she found herself looking forward to tasting it.

He looked down at her, his mouth still open a little. His brain was still partly shorted-out by her impromptu slide- n-ride. "That was... I can't even say what that was. Incredible." She smiled and leaned forward, rubbing noses with him. "No. You are." She kissed him, then settled back down, kneeling between his thighs. "You ready?" He nodded. "I want you to look atthe whole time." "Where... um, where do you wantto, um..." "Where do you think?" She smiled again, then lowered herself so that her face was inches from his cock and she was staring up at him, a sultry look on her face, her lips pouty and soft. "I want you to cum in my mouth, Chris." She noticed there was already sprecum dribbling from his cock, so she wrapped her lips around the head, her tongue swirling around the tiny little hole and licking up all he had to offer. Chris was instantly moaning.

She felt so comfortable with Chris that she wasn't nervous at all anymore. There was no way she couldn't please him. She knew this because it was the sfor her. It didn't matter what he did to her; so long as it was him, she was happy. Besides, she wanted to make him happy, too. He'd just given her two of the best orgasms of her life. She owed him at least one of the same.

The precum cleared, she went down to the base of his cock and lightly began kissing her way to the top, running her tongue over the vein that ran along the underside of his shaft. When she reached the ridge at the top, her tongue danced quickly around it, and her hand steered his cock around his mouth, spreading the fresh precum over her lips like it were lipstick. Chris was steadily making sounds of encouragement; not words, just sounds. He'd temporarily lost the ability to speak. As she licked she could taste her own juices on him, musky and strong. She wouldn't exactly label them "tasty" or "fragrant", but the scent of her pussy, combined with the sweat and precum of his cock, was driving her crazy, and she could feel herself getting wetter still.

Doing as she'd told him, Chris's eyes were glued to Laura, watching her tongue slide over every inch of his cock. She looked up at him and smiled, rubbing the tip of his dick around her lips again. Then she opened wide and stuck her tongue out, laying the head against it and pumping him from the base. The movement of her hand and velvet touch of her tongue felt so good it almost hurt. He squirmed against the bed, his face involuntarily contorting, and his eyes closed. Instantly, her free hand took his, squeezing, and he took hold of it like he would a lifeline.

Now she was his anchor.

The chorus reverberated through the room: "... where the streets have no name..." Stroking him from the base, the tip of his cock sliding against her tongue, it was the easiest thing in the world for her to lower her open mouth down over his cock. And when she did, his groan of appreciation was so loud, that she couldn't help but giggle, discovering quite accidentally that giggling with a mouth full of cock is pure heaven for whomever the cock belongs to. She quickly grabbed the stereo remote and turned up the volto try and mask Chris's vocalizations, then returned her hand to his. The rooms were somewhat sound-proofed, but she didn't want to take any chances. Their parents were used to loud music - that's why they'd sound-proofed the rooms. They weren't used to groans and moans.

She stopped halfway down his cock, letting herself get used to the feeling of it. Her tongue slid along the underside of his shaft, every once and a while flicking over the head toward the back of her mouth. Every tshe flicked, Chris shuddered and involuntarily squeezed her hand. She'd squeeze back, covering as much of his cock with her tongue. Still pumping the lower half, she opened her mouth slightly and breathed hot air over him, more so to catch her breath, but when she saw his reaction to it, she smiled inwardly and did it smore, huffing and puffing over his saliva- and pussy-juice-covered cock. The more he squirmed, the wetter she got, and the wetter she got, the more she loved the feel of him in her mouth, and she more she loved it, the more she wanted.

Closing her lips again, she began bobbing up and down on him slowly, humming quietly, the vibrations stimulating every nerve right down to the base which she began to pump faster. As she pumped faster, she bobbed faster, and with each downward thrust of her head, she took a little bit more of him in her mouth until she could feel him tickling her gag reflex. When he began gently thrusting into her mouth, she gagged and pulled him out, coughing and eyes watering.

He was instantly apologetic. "Oh shit, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" He leaned forward and took her face in his hands, concerned and with a guilty look on his face. "You okay?" Her coughs turned into laughter and she caught her breath, shaking her head and smiling up at him with teary eyes. "No, it's okay. It's not your fault," she said, squeezing his hand. "Really. I just wasn't ready for you to start moving on your own." "I'm sorry, I didn't even realize I was doing it." "No, no, no. It's okay. I want you to. Really, it's okay. Now that I know what to expect, I'll be alright." "You sure?"

"Yeah." She smiled at him then. "But thank You for the condemn. "Thank you for the attention." "I'm doing okay?"

He looked at her as if she'd just said the understatement of the century. "This is the best I've ever had."

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