Bringing Him Back from the Dead (fm:oral sex, 1700 words)

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Guess which one won out?

"It's so dirty," said that one voice.

"That's the point," said the other.

Then they fell silent, as though waiting for me to say something.

I licked again, then flinched as he twitched... no, he bucked in my hand. But he gasped as well, and his fingers curled gently, encouragingly, into my hair. I leaned in again but, this time, my tongue lay heavy on the head, and slow, tasting his flavor for the first time and not hating it in the slightest. That one voice in my head gave a sigh of delight. The other, she just sighed. She knew she'd lost the argument.

I shifted position. Back seats are never roomy at the best of times, and I can put up with a little discomfort when I have to. But not for this. Because yes, I was on the verge of fulfilling a fantasy - in fact, almost from the moment I first learned that cocks could be sucked as well as fucked, and without really having any idea of what either thing actually meant or entailed, the idea itself had thrilled me to the core.

Just the idea of...

Putting

A

Cock

In

My

Mouth

I didn't need to plan any further. The mere thought left me drenched.

As time went by, I picked up other terms - Deep Throat. Cum In Mouth. Swallowing - and added them to my fevered repertoire. By the time I saw my first porn clip, I'd already mapped out the scenario. Several, in fact. On my knees in an alleyway; on my back in a cheap hotel room; bound and blindfolded in that chair in my bedroom. And here it was, in a place I'd never thought of, and just a couple of inches, a couple of minutes, a couple of deep breaths, and my heart was pounding fit to burst out of my chest and run a three minute mile.

He felt bigger in my hand than he was when we started. Harder, too. His foreskin had answered my earlier question, and had rolled back of its own accord. Either that, or his cock head was too fat for it to fit any longer. Briefly I wondered what that felt like for him, and more briefly still, what it would feel like for me. And then my lips closed around the head of his cock, just a little, just enough, and fuck me! I came as hard as I ever had alone, and I was about to raise my head to cry out when his hand pushed down and impaled me on his prick.

Panic!

No, not panic. Lust. Pure, unadulterated. Starving-man-finds-a-picnic-basket hunger. My lips bumped the hand that still clung to his cock - I let go my grip and took him deeper. At the back of my mind, I wondered what my gag reflex was thinking. At the back of my throat, I could feel it leave the room. Now he was deeper still.

My hand returned, guess-timating how much cock remained in the light. A couple of fingers, maybe? But then I felt him pulling back a little... only to push forward again. His hands held my head still, and for a few moments, a few thrusts, I hung motionless.

But no. This is not how I wanted it to play out. I wanted to be the one who was moving. I didn't want his cock sliding in and out of my mouth; I wanted my lips to be gliding up and down his cock. I pushed against his hands and, as the pressure lessened, I slurped up his shaft, and then slipped back down.

I moved slowly to begin with, testing my neck muscles, closing my eyes, losing myself in this effortless motion. Dimly, I was aware that my jaw was aching - so what? Felt my neck begin to protest. Ignore it. Faster and faster.

Once, I lifted my head; his eyes were closed, his face a mask of delight. And his cock smeared with the crimson of my lipstick. So much for the manufacturer's claim that it was waterproof. Then I parted my lips and consumed him, wrapping him again in my fist and jerking him into my mouth as I tightened my lips and began sucking.

Fuck, how many flavors did this guy have, and how much did I love every one of them? Even the sound of his breathing turned me on, as his breaths turned to gasps and the gasps became soft cries and then suddenly everything froze.

Not for long, but it felt like forever. Just for a moment, but it seemed like many more. I felt his body shift, as though he was trying to pull away and I wondered, am I hurting him? Or am I.... Yes. A moan loud enough to be heard down the street, and now my mouth was full of a lot more than meat. I had the gravy as well, and I wasn't about to make my friend's mistake. I drew my head back and looked him in the eye - and swallowed.

And the look on his face was so adorable that I couldn't help myself. I leaned forward, kissed him hard on the mouth, and whatever traces of his cum were still on my tongue, I transferred onto his. Then, with his cock still softening slow in my hand, I bent down and took him back in my mouth.

Because another phrase I'd picked up had just flashed into my mind. I was going to bring him "back from the dead." And if he asked if I'd ever done anything like this before, of course I was going to lie through my back teeth.

"No, never. You're the very first."

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Twig writes Tue 17 Sep 2024 17:32:

Great story as usual Chrissie, I sent you a friend request on facebook, hope to hear from you soon!!!

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Lyn writes Wed 11 Sep 2024 23:09:

Love it

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