Tuesday, 8 September 2009

Doc & I Finally Meet (part 3)

Doc is the first man I had ever been with that wasn’t circumcised. It was a new experience as I slipped my mouth over the head of him. He was smooth and oh so wonderfully hard. I ran my tongue around the tip, tasting him. He let me experiment on my own for a few minutes, stroking and sucking him deep into my mouth. My right hand played along his balls.

His hand had been resting on my head, his fingers tangling in my hair. He balled his hand into a fist, sharply pulling my hair. I moaned around him as he pushed my face against him, gagging me. He pulled me back, letting me breath for a moment. As he pushed me back down over his hard cock, he spanked me hard on the ass. I sighed my contentment. Doc moaned as I pushed him deeper into my mouth, choking against him but wanting more.

I wasn’t sure how Doc had gotten it, but I felt the water bottle I had been drinking from push against my pussy. I was so lost in the sensation of my mouth around his cock that I didn’t register it at first. I paused as he ran his fingers around my pussy lips, opening me. He pushed my head down hard and slammed the bottle home. I would have screamed if I could have. The bottle stretched me tight and I tingled with the pleasure of it. I felt like a virgin again, being opened for the first time.

Doc and I joined a rhythm. He pushed the bottle deeper and I sucked harder against his cock. I heard him moan with pleasure and I knew he was close. Silent tears streamed down my face at the exquisite pain he was causing. His fist tightened in my hair and I floated on the feeling as he came deep in my throat. He backed off just enough and I swallowed him whole.

I think Doc would have been content to be done at that point. I was slick with cum and so pleasantly sore to his touch. He made the mistake of stroking my breasts, pinching my nipples lightly in his post coital bliss. It revved my engine again and I wanted more. I moved, presenting my pussy to him. He raised his eyebrow curious that I could take more, wanted more.

He was not gentle, pushing deep and hard. I came instantly but he was determined to make me pay for my insistence. I cried his name, begged for more. He gave it to me, bringing me over and over in wave after wave of pleasure. I wish I could be more specific, but all I remember is the floating feeling, the sensations of pain and pleasure pushing me over the edge.

I rested for a moment while Doc redressed himself. I knew it was long past time to be home, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave him just yet. He told me it was time to go, even put his seatbelt back on for the drive. I laid my head across his lap, kissing him softly through his jeans. I watched him grow hard again and smiled against him. I had literally hit the jackpot. Not only was he wonderfully large in the cock department, but he was able to cum and be hard again for me. I couldn’t help myself. I pulled him free once more and slid my mouth around the tip of him.

I knew I was being a brat, pushing the control issue because I wanted Doc to punish me. We both knew it, but he let it happen anyway. I ran my tongue between the fold of skin and the tip of him. He shuddered and I sucked deeply. I wanted to taste him again, feel him pulsing in my mouth. Doc let me have free reign and I used it wringing every moan that I could from him. He came again, just as hard as the first time. It was wonderful and I drank him down again.

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