The orgasm was coming. Oh, it was going to be epic. I knew it.
“You are so wet…” Mason purred as he pushed two of his fingers into me. Only my soaking wet underwear acted as a barrier between us. It was a fun little ruse. His fingers were now moving up and down with it as if trying to wring out more of my wetness.
His other hand was busy as well, bunching up the back half of my panties and pulling them gently upwards into my crack, flirting with my asshole, effectively giving me the most erotic version of a wedgie that I’d ever experienced.
Mason’s mouth kissed me again and again, sucking my lips into his, using his tongue every chance he got. I could tell it was all getting him harder and revved up to an even higher level.
“You like that?” Mason asked as he jerked my underwear up my ass crack a little more viciously this time, his other hand fingering even farther inside of me. My pussy was practically spilling over the garment at this point.
“Yes,” I said. “Oh, baby… please keep doing that…”
I wanted him to dominate me a bit, to punish me. I felt I deserved it. Besides it had been so long since I’d been taken and dominated in bed that I just wanted to feel something real for once.
Mason went even farther, pulling my underwear up my backside and bunching it into a little slit that was starting to go inside my backdoor. I’d always been curious about backdoor play, but I wasn’t sure how far Mason wanted to go with this.
I got my answer when just a moment later he let go of my underwear, pulled back from me, and unzipped his pants. A moment later his hard, beautiful cock was right in front of me. It was even larger than I’d imagined, the skin pulled tight, the flesh so fully engorged that the head of it was turning a sweet, purple color. It was shaking with anticipation.
Mason grabbed my shoulders and guided me to my knees. Within seconds he had crammed several inches of his cock into my waiting mouth. I loved the way he was taking charge. He was moving at just the right pace, but I thought I might surprise him at some point and take things even faster.
His hands were on the back of my neck now, massaging my shoulders and neck, hitting all of the tense spots as I swallowed and released his cock repeatedly. It tasted so sweet… his hard, smooth flesh in my mouth. The knowing was the best… listening to his moans of ecstasy and seeing how excited he was now as I worked on him, feeling him growing in my mouth—all of it was enough to make me dizzy with passion and pleasure.
And I was getting wetter all the time. It was almost painful to not have this sweet dick in my mouth fucking me hard in my pussy. The wetness was soaking through my panties completely and beginning to drip down my inner thighs.
Mason had a little fun with me on my knees. He pressed hard into my mouth until his cock was all the way to the back of my throat. I wanted to gag at first, my reflex trying to get used to it, but after a few seconds I was fine and loving every single second of it.
Mason pulled his cock out and held it above my face for a few moments, letting it glisten in the dimly lit room. I licked the underside of it slowly, and then came down the top side while engulfing him all the way back into my mouth.
“Fuck…” Mason groaned.
His eyes rolled back in his head and he rocked his hips slowly back and forth. It was time for me to show him that I was in control of this. I pulled my mouth off his cock, spit on the head, and then swallowed it again.
Then I pulled off it again and started to stroke his cock in my tight fist, aided by the wetness from my mouth that was coating his smooth skin. I increased the grip to make it tighter on his cock and furiously moved up and down on him. I could see his nut sack tightening. He was cooking up a sweet load for me; I knew it. And I wanted to taste every drop.
I swallowed the cock again into my mouth. Oh, it tasted out of this world. It was mind blowing. Every time his member touched my lips I felt my whole body quaking with anticipation. I needed him inside of me.
But first, I just needed a taste of his sweetness.
“Shit!” He groaned. The expression was one of pain and total release.
His cock quivered and a second later his sweet, salty load flew into my mouth. I pushed my head all the way down on him, feeling his climax flying into the back of my mouth. It tasted phenomenal. The fact that I had given the man I loved that much pleasure. It was a uniquely personal act between Mason and I.