PoV Oral Pleasure
written by:
Layah Lee LeRoux

I took him gently in my hands and began to lightly massage from under the balls up to the tip of the head. When he began to stiffen, I took all of him into my mouth. He was still soft enough that I could easily go all the way down. Once my lips reached the base, I opened my jaw as much as I could and slid my tongue out to lick his balls. His body jerked suddenly. "Wha-what are you doing?" he stammered, obviously in disbelief at my ability to lick his testicles while his cock was in my mouth. I chuckled playfully feeling quite cocky...no pun intended. SLowly, I slid my tongue and lips up the shaft of his now rock hard cock. I bought my head up to look at him, grinning mischievously. The look on his face was a unique mixture of awe, disbelief, surprise and of course ecstatic euphoria.

Now that I had his undivided and complete attention, I gripped his hardness firmly in my right hand. While using my knees and left hand to hold my weight, I tickled his balls with the tip of my tongue as I gently stroked him from base to tip and back again making sure to add a little special wrist movement where it would feel the best. (To be any more specific would be giving away one of my closely guarded secrets and we wouldn't want that! :-p) Once his nuts were slobbered on to my satisfaction, I began the first of several long leisurely licks up and back down his now magnificently rigid erection. He trembled at each flick of my tongue and at each or his tremors, I moistened. It was a perfect example of cause and effect that I had never been taught in school. His hands were white knuckled from gripping the bedsheets and every muscle in his body seemed to be tensing which told me he'd go mad if I didn't quit teasing him. He needed more! I made the last trip up his shaft with my tongue and in one swift movement I buried him as deeply as I could in my mouth. When I could go no deeper, I held it for a moment in the tip of my throat and wiggled my tongue as much as I could against him. He moaned out the word "wow" and again my ego grew.

I spent the next few moments undulating my neck muscles to move my head up and down his quivering cock. My lips and tongue worked his never-wavering rigidity while my left hand gently massaged his full bag. I surprised him a few times and took him in all the way, as I had done before. My mouth and hand took turns switching places, licking and sucking his balls as I stroked him. I brought him to the edge three times but refused to let him cum until I was damn well ready. I wanted to have my fun first.

He begged me for release which was exactly what I was waiting to hear. I gradually began to pick up the pace until I had reached the perfect rhythm. Once I felt the unmistakable tightening that comes before the explosion, I plunged him deep into my throat and he came hard. His greatful cock pulsed with each squirt of his warm, thick, juicy load. I pulled back a little to let it flow onto my tongue a little so I could taste it before I swallowed each and every last drop. He seemed to cum forever but I didn't mind. I was thoroughly enjoying my reward for a job well done.

Once he had been completely drained, I slid my lips and tongue back up his shaft and over the tip giving the head a little kiss as it came out of my mouth. He lay there with his eyes closed, completely content and satisfied. "I'm going to go grab a drink and have a smoke while you regain your strength for round two." I said. His eyes flew open and he looked at me like I had three heads. "I...I...I...don't think I have any more left!" he stammered. I burst into laughter and he couldn't help but join me. We lay there laughing together while the blood returned to his head and his gelatinated knees once again congealed....