Realization vs. Reality

Then she moved back to my rod. Licking and slathering it with her tongue. She held the base of the shaft with one hand, and my balls with the other.

As she began to slide my trembling member over her tongue and down her throat, she started squeezing my nuts with every down stroke.

I never would have believed something that hurt like that could feel so good. Damn, I was in heaven.

As I began to feel my impending orgasm build inside me, I was torn between letting her take me over the edge, and wanting to take her clothes the rest of the way off and fuck her good and hard.

As this decision was being weighed in my fevered brain, Jamie took the reins and relieved me of the responsibility of making the choice.

She pulled back, my incredibly swollen cock bobbing just in front of her beautiful face.

“You like?”

“Oh god YES”

“You want more?”

“Yes yes yesss”

“You want to cum in my mouth don’t you?” she asked quietly.

“Yes, but I want to treat you right too Jamie, I do. Please take off your dress and let me taste you” I pleaded.

“Are you sure that’s what you want?”

“YES”

“Are you positive?”

“YES, YES, YES”

“Okay, but remember, you wanted it”

All I could think of was how badly I wanted to see this seductress naked. How I wanted to run my tongue all over her body and taste every inch of her skin.

Jamie stood, and for the first time all night looked unsure of herself.

She turned her back to me and slid her skirt down over her hips, hooking her thumbs in her G string and taking that down as well.

She stood with her legs together as she bent over to disrobe, and in the limited light, I couldn’t see her pussy, but her ass was incredible.

I have always been an ass man, and her’s was first rate.

Slowly she began to turn towards me. As she turned completely around to face me I looked at her eyes, then her lips, her shoulders, her beautiful big breasts, her narrow waist, her flaring hips, her big, hard cock…