Last night I was giving Darling a hand job as we settled into bed. He had a final the next morning and I wanted him to stop stressing. I could tell he was getting worked up as my hand tightened and stroked around his head. As his breathing sped up, I stopped.
“Hey…” he murmured.
“Don’t ‘hey’ me. You know I would never leave a job unfinished.”
I threw the blanket off and kissed my way down to the tip of his hard cock. I swirled my tongue around his head and then ran my lips all around the tip. His body stretched and he gave a small gasp as I gently sucked his huge member down. I relaxed my throat and let his dick pulse in me past my lips and tongue. I bobbed my head up and down, making sure to suck hard on the tip as I pulled past it. My hand reached over and massaged his balls. Darling always likes it when I play with his sack.
Now, earlier Darling had said I wasn’t going to get any that night. He was too tired, he said. But something must have happened to change his mind. His hands reached and tugged at my shoulder. I repositioned myself so my ass was in the air and to the side. No, that wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted me to sit on his face.
I moved again and blindly placed my dripping pussy over his lips [giving oral turns me on just as much as getting it]. He blew air gently on my clit, causing me to stop sucking and pull away from him. I could almost feel Darling’s smile as he reached up and gently pull my body back to him. He licked up my slit tantalizingly slow. He pushed his tongue against my clit before sucking on it gently. I shoved his cock deeper into my throat to mask my moans.
He used one hand to pinch and pull at my already hard nipples while the other hand was used to penetrate me. I moaned louder and pushed my lips together around his shaft, creating a tighter feeling. His finger and tongue played with clit; he altered speed and angle and blew tiny gusts of air onto it. The sudden changes were too much to handle and I quickly came.
My body was shaking but I needed to taste him. My hand started to massage his balls and Darling started to moan. I needed to go faster. I gagged as his dick hit the back of my throat but I couldn’t stop shoving him deeper and deeper. Darling gasped. He hit his point. We both moaned as he shot his load onto my tongue. My lips tightened around his shaft trying to get every last drop. He was done.
I sucked on his head slowly before I pulled away. I rolled off him, and only the sounds of our heavy breathing could be heard.
“Well then,” he said.
“That was unexpected,” I finished for him. We both laughed. I pulled myself up and settled back into his arms. “Relaxed for your final tomorrow?”
He chuckled. “Absolutely.”
We kissed each other on the cheek softly and were left with our own thoughts. Darling fell asleep quickly and I was left thinking that was the best 69 I have ever had.